58. I saw no riches nor friends, no relatives nor enjoyments of life, were able to preserve any one from the clutches of death.
59. Man passes away as soon, as the rain-water glides down the mountain glades; and is carried away by the hand of death as quickly, as a heap of hollow ashes is blown away by the wind.
60. No enjoyment is desirable to me, nor has the gaudiness of prosperity any charm for me; when I find my life to be as transient, as the transitory glance from the side long look of an amorous woman.
61. How and where and whose help shall we seek, when O sage; we see a hundred evils and imminent death hanging every day over our heads. (i.e. Naught can save us from death and distress).
62. Our lives are as frail as falling leaves, upon the withered woods of our bodies; and the moisture which they used to derive from them, is soon dried up and exhausted at the end.
63. I passed my life in vain desires and expectations, and derived nothing therefrom, that is of any intrinsic good or profit to me.
64. My delusion is at last removed from me, and I see it useless to bear the burthen of my body here any longer; I find it better to place no reliance in it, than bemean ourselves by our dependence to it.
65. All prosperity is but adversity, owing to its transitory and illusive nature; therefore the wise accounting it as such, place no reliance on the vanities of this world.
66. Men are sometimes led by the directions of the sástras, and at other by their prohibitions also; as the movables are carried up and by the rising and falling waters (i.e. running in right or wrong directions).
67. The poisonous air of worldliness, contaminates the sweet odour of reason in the mind of man; and makes it noxious to the person, as the canker in the bosom of the bud, corrodes the future flowers.