Verse 6

¹Having given this instruction, the revered Hara, honoured by the sons of Barhisad, vanished on the spot while the king's sons looked on. ²All the Pracetases, muttering that song of Rudra, the praise of the Bhagavan, did austerity in the water for ten thousand years. ³Ksatta, Narada, who knows what the inner self is and is full of pity, woke Pracinabarhis, whose mind was stuck fast in his works. ⁴King, what good do you seek for yourself by works? The good is the ending of pain and the getting of happiness, and that is not to be had here. ⁵Greatly favoured one, I do not know what is higher; my understanding is pierced through with works. Tell me the clear knowledge by which I may be freed from them.

⁶A dull man in his house, with its counterfeit duties, his mind on sons and wife and wealth and gain, does not find what is higher; he goes wandering the tracks of the round of birth.