94, The earth is his high bed. the arms his ample pillow, the sky is his canopy, the genial breeze his fan, the autumnal moon is his lamp, and rejoicing in the company of abnegation as his wife, he sage lies down happily, and peacefully, like a monarch of undiminished glory.
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भिक्षाशी जनमध्यसङ्गरहितः स्वायत्तचेष्टः सदा |
95. There lives the real ascetic who feeds himself on alms, unattached to the society of men, always free in his efforts (i.e. without obligation or restraint from outside) and pursuing a path of indifference as regards what to give up or What to take; his worn out garment is made up of rags cast away in the streets, and his seat is a blanket received by chance ; he is devoid of pride and egoism and he is concerned only in enjoying the happiness arising from the control of mind.
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चण्डालः किमयं द्विजातिरथवा शूद्रोऽथ किं तापसः |
96. When accosted by people who loquaciously express doubt and surmise, such as "Is he
