न विद्यन्तेऽशरीरत्वाद् व्योमवद् व्यापिनो मम ॥अस्पर्शत्वान् न मे स्पृष्टिर्नाजिह्वत्वाद् रसज्ञता । To be alive, it seemed to me, as I stood there in all kinds of sorrow, was to be both original and reflection, and to be dead was to be split off, to be reflection alone.
