Verses 380–389

380. Your wife was born from the (urine) of her mother and father and the son is produced from the (urine) of the wife and husband and yet what delight (a pun with) they feel in this (urine) life.

381. The smell of lust in a woman's body causes an emetic; let us not enter that leaky hovel. Surely there is little pleasure in joining thyself with thy wife.

382. Look on woman--when the period of life arrives she is menstruous; from time to time the menses regularly occur. Then what is the name of the woman and what has it to do with time.

383. It is sad feeling to praise the subvulvatees; and vile to praise him who has it over his head and ridiculous to praise him who carries it in his cheek.

384. Caste is a pariarism, a wife is a parcel of mala mutra. Can love be produced in the body towards such a wife? The mind through spiritual knowledge becomes a form of God.

385. Filth goes to the scourer and a block of wood falls to the share of the potters, fullness of the nails to the barber as is well known and as surely must the worshipper, attain the divinity to gain purity.

386. Foul defied cry they, ignorant of the source of that impurity. Defiled doth she retire to a corner. If she bathe in water the fourth day, do that impurity depart? Never shall it leave her.

387. Does not impurity flow from the nine orifices of the male? Do not they perceive it? How can a woman be so defiled as to be aside from men--surely all bodies are one.

388. There is no sweetness in the foulness of the loins. Yet there is some good in the secret parts. Will the defilement of impurity leave us merely by bathing?

389. In the earth on a mountain, in the pit on a hill, in the red earth in a white ant-hill, gold is produced. Surely is gold therein hidden.