। ॥ १३५ ॥
In plain words
The great hold me in honour. The dull-witted find nothing in me worth a second look. And to the corrupt tendencies of a mind drunk on itself, pulled by craving, stiff with pride — I am simply out of reach.
Close to the Sanskrit
Worthy of honour am I, of the great; of the dull-witted, not worthy of notice am I; hard to reach am I by the evil latent tendencies of a mind deluded by intoxication, passion, and pride.