Bhashya
स होवाच याज्ञवल्क्यः ।एवं वित्तसाध्येऽमृतत्वसाधनेप्रत्याख्याते, याज्ञवल्क्यः स्वाभिप्रायसंपत्तौ तुष्ट आह-स होवाच- प्रिया इष्टा, बतेत्यनुकम्प्याह, अरे मैत्रेयि, नअस्माकं पूर्वमपि प्रिया सती भवन्ती इदानीं प्रियमेवचित्तानुकूलं भाषसे ।अतः एहि आस्स्व उपविश व्याख्या-स्यामि- यत् ते तव इष्टम् अमृतत्वसाधनमात्मज्ञानम् कथ-यिष्यामि ।व्याचक्षाणस्य तु मे मम व्याख्यानं कुर्वतः,निदिध्यासस्व वाक्यानि अर्थतो निश्चयेन ध्यातुमिच्छेति ॥
In plain words
So Yājñavalkya spoke. Now that Maitreyī had turned down wealth as any kind of answer, he was delighted — she had arrived exactly where he wanted her. "Dear one," he says, and "ah" slips out from sheer tenderness. "Maitreyī — you've always been dear to me, and now what you say is dear too, it speaks straight to the heart. So come, sit down beside me. I'll explain it — I'll tell you the very thing you're asking for, the means to immortality, which is knowledge of the Self. And as I speak, don't just listen — really dwell on the words, until their meaning settles in you with certainty."
Close to the Sanskrit
He, Yājñavalkya, said [this]. Thus, when the means to immortality accomplishable by wealth had been rejected, Yājñavalkya, pleased at the fulfillment of his own intention, said — he said: "dear" — [glossed as] "beloved"; "ah" — spoken out of tenderness; "O Maitreyī, you who were dear to us even before are now speaking words that are truly dear, agreeable to the mind. Therefore come, sit — sit down; I will explain. I will tell you that means to immortality, the knowledge of the Self, which is desired by you. And while I, explaining, am giving my explanation, reflect deeply on the sentences, wishing to ascertain their meaning with certainty."