Duryodhana said O Khattwa, you are always boasting of the fame of our foes. You always depreciate the sons of Dhritarashtra. O Vidura, we know whose friend you really are. You always disregard us as if we are children.

That man who wishes for the success of those that are dear to him and defeat of those that are not dear to him stands confessed. He is known by his praise and blame. Your tongue and mind betray your heart.

You are kept by us on our lap as a serpent. Like a cat you wish to injure him who cherishes you. The wise men have said that there is no sin greater than that of injuring one's supporter. O Khattwa, how is it that you do not fear sin?

O Khattwa, having vanquished our enemies we have gained great advantage. Do not use harsh words towards us. You are always willing to make friendship with the foes, and it is for this reason that you always hate us.

A man becomes a foe by speaking words that are unpardonable. In praising the enemy, the secrets of one's own party is never to be divulged. Therefore, O shameless man, why do you obstruct us in this way? You are speaking whatever comes to your mind.

O Vidura, do not disregard us; we know your mind. Go, learn sitting at the feet of the old. Save the reputation that you have won. Do not middle with other men's affairs.

O Vidura, do not disregard us. Imagining that you are our master, do not always tell us harsh words. O Vidura, we do not ask you (to say) what is for our good. O Khattwa, do not irritate those that have already suffered much (at your hand),

There is but one controller (of men's Destiny), and there is no second. He controls even (the Destiny of the child which is in its mother's womb. I am controlled by Him. Like water that always flows in a downward course, I am acting in the way. He is directing me.

He also breaks his head against a stonewall and he that feeds a serpent, is guided in those acts of his by his own reason. He who wants to control another by force becomes his enemy.

When advice is offered in a friendly spirit, the learned man does not (very much) mind it. O descendant of Bharata, he who sets fire to such a highly inflammable object as camphor, can not see its ashes, if he does not hasten to extinguish the fire.

O be should not give shelter to one who is a friend of his enemy, or to one who is always jealous of his protector. O Vidura, therefore go away wherever you like. An unchaste wife, however well-treated, (always) forsakes her husband.

Vidura said O king, tell us (impartially) like a witness what you think of the conduct of those who abandon men that give them such instruction (as I give you). The hearts of kings are unsteady. Granting protection first, they strike with clubs afterwards.

O princes, you regard yourself as mature in intellect. O wicked hearted man, you consider me a child. But consider him a child who, having first accepted one as a friend, afterwards finds fault with him.

Like an unchaste wife in the house of a well-born man, a wicked-minded man can never be brought to the path of rectitude. As a husband of sixty years can never be agreeable to a young wife, so instruction is not agreeable to this chief of the Bharata race.

O king, if you hereafter wish to hear words that are agreeable to you as regards all good or bad acts, you should ask (for it to) women, idiots, cripples or all persons of such descriptions.

Many sinful men who speak agreeable words may be had in this world, but a man, who will speak words that are disagreeable through fit as regimen or a man who will hear such words, is very rare.

He is a king's true friend who, disregarding what is agreeable or disagreeable to his master, conducts himself virtuously and utters what may be disagreeable, but what may be required as regimen.

O great king, drink that which is drunk by the honest and shunned by the dishonest, that (drink of) humility which is like a medicine that is bitter, pungent, burning, unintoxicating, disagreeable and revolting. Drinking it (humility), regain your sobriety.

I always wish prosperity and affluence to the son of Vichitravirya (Dhritarashtra) and his sons. Happen what may to you, here I bow to you. Let the Brahmanas wish me sell.

O descendant of Kuru, this is the moral I carefully inculcate, that the learned men should never enrage such adders as have venom in their eyes.