Note 208 — YUDDHAKĀNDAM. (continued 4)
Manmatha Nath Dutt translation
One is at sea in the midst of these formless generalities. The tantalised intellect makes a desperate attempt to grasp the body of the shadow seeming substance, but the empty air mocks his pains. A translator, however, is fast bound to the oar and must pull on, will be, nil he.—T