Verse 23

¹⁸When I have gone to another world, how will she live, my wife with no one to keep her, grieving over the children? ¹⁹She will not eat until I have eaten, nor bathe until I have bathed. She has no one but me. When I am angry she is terrified; when I scold her she holds her tongue in fear. ²⁰She wakes me when I am dull, and wears herself thin with grief when I am away. Though she has borne heroes, will she keep to this householder's road? ²¹And how will they live once I am gone, my poor boys and girls with nowhere else to turn, like people in a boat broken open at sea? ²²While he grieved so with a mean understanding, though such grief was not fitting for him, the one whose name is Fear, his mind made up to take him, came upon him.

²³As the yavanas led him off like an animal to his own undoing, his followers ran after him along the road, grieving and badly stricken.