TEXT 87

TEXT 87

śuṣka-tarka-khali khāite janma gela yāṅra
tāṅre līlāmṛta piyāo,-e kṛpā tomāra

Перевод

"Logic is like a dry oil cake from which all the oil has been extracted. Bhaṭṭācārya passed his life in eating such dry cakes, but now You have made him drink the nectar of transcendental pastimes. It is certainly Your great mercy upon him."