ABSTRACT

Escaping sight, unchanging. This endures When all created things have passed away:This is that Life named the Unmanifest,The Infinite ! the A l l ! the Uttermost.Thither arriving none return. That Life Is Mine, and I am there! And, Prince! by faith Which wanders not, there is a way to come Thither. I, the P u r u s h a , I Who spread The Universe around me-in Whom dwell All living Things-may so be reached and seen ! i

Richer than holy fruit on Vedas growing, Greater than gifts, better than prayer or fast, Such wisdom is ! The Yogi, this way knowing, Comes to the Utmost Perfect Peace at last. 1 I have discarded ten lines of Sanskrit text here as an undoubted interpolation by some Vedantist.