Verse 9

⁶Of Murti, Daksa's daughter, he was born to Dharma as Narayana and Nara, and his power was his own austerity. The goddesses, that army of the bodiless one, came to see the Bhagavan's own rule broken, and could not bring it about. ⁷The accomplished burn up desire, to be sure, with an angry look; but they do not burn up the anger that does the burning, and that is hard to bear. Anger is afraid to go far inside him. How then should desire ever settle in his mind again? ⁸Pierced by the arrow-words his father's other wife spoke in the king's presence, and a child though he was, he went to the forests to do austerity. Pleased with him as he praised, he gave him a fixed station, which the sages of heaven praise from above and below.

⁹When Vena had gone off the road, his manhood and fortune scorched by the thunderbolt of the brahmins' words, and was falling into hell, he was asked and saved him, and took the place of a son in the world: he by whom the earth was milked of all her wealth.