The end of hostilities with the sons of Pritha is what I consider to be for your good, I do not say this to you from any mean motives nor for saving my life. I say, king, that which I think beneficial. You will recollect these words when no the verge of death if you neglect them now. Old Kripa, the son of Sharadvata, weepingly said these words. Breathing hard breaths, he was beside himself with sorrow.
एतत् क्षेममहं मन्ये न च पार्थेश्च विग्रहम्। न त्वां ब्रवीमि कार्पण्यान प्राणपरिरक्षणात्॥ पथ्यं राजन् ब्रवीमि त्वां तत्परासुः स्मरिष्यसि। इति वृद्धो विलप्यैतत् कृपः शारद्वतो वचः। दीर्घमुष्णं च निःश्वस्य शुशोच च मुमोह च॥