Verse 50

उह्यमानमनास्थाब्धौ मनो विषयविद्रुतम् ।उद्धरामरसंकाश मातङ्गमिव कर्दमात्

In plain words

this mind, swept along on the ocean of its own rootlessness, dissolving away after sense-objects — lift it up, O you who shine like the immortals, as one lifts an elephant out of the mire!