Then, O king, the Sun, in the guise of a Brahmana, bowed his head to him and addressed him, with clasped hands, in these sweet words, O twiceborn Rishi, the Sun is always moving! How shall you pierce the Lord of day who is continually moving forward?
ततः सूर्यो मधुरया वाचा तमिदमब्रवीत्। कृताञ्जलिर्विप्ररूपी प्रणम्यैनं विशाम्पते।॥ चलं निमित्तं विप्रर्षे सदा सूर्यस्य गच्छतः। कथं चलं भेत्स्यसि त्वं सदा यान्तं दिवाकरम्॥