Verse 27

²⁷Going on in this way, not knowing, when the hour of his death stood over him he set his mind on his son, the little boy called Narayana. ²⁸He saw three men, very grim, with nooses in their hands, their mouths twisted, their hair standing up, come to take him away. ²⁹His son called Narayana was some way off, taken up with his toys. With his senses in disorder he called out to him in a long loud cry. ³⁰Hearing the dying man as he spoke the naming of Hari, the name of their master, great king, the Lord's attendants came down at once. ³¹Visnu's messengers stopped Yama's servants by main force as they dragged Ajamila, the servant woman's husband, out from within his heart.

³²Stopped, those who go before the son of the sun said to them: Who are you, forbidding what the king of dharma has ruled? ³³Whose men are you, and where have you come from, and why do you stop us in this? Are you gods, or lesser gods, or the best of the perfected?