If, O Bharata, the men make him rise up again in the morning living, who is the root of all these griefs of mine, I shall mix poison with some drink and swallow it up, but never shall I yield myself to the power of Kichaka. O Bhimasena, certainly death is preferable to me in the very sight of you.
यो निमित्तमनर्थानां बहूनां मम भारत। तं चेज्जीवन्तमादित्यः प्रातरभ्युदयिष्यति॥ विषमालोड्य पास्यामि मा कीचकवशं गमम्। श्रेयो हि मरणं मह्यं भीमसेन तवाग्रतः॥