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CHAPTER IVKrishna.This deathless Yoga, this deep union,I taught Vivaswata,[FN#6] the Lord of Light;Vivaswata to Manu gave it; heTo Ikshwaku; so passed it down the lineOf all my royal Rishis. Then, with years,The truth grew dim and perished, noble Prince!Now once again to thee it is declared--This ancient lore, this mystery supreme--Seeing I find thee votary and friend. Arjuna.Thy birth, dear Lord, was in these later days,And bright Vivaswata's preceded time!How shall I comprehend this thing thou sayest,"From the beginning it was I who taught?" Krishna.Manifold the renewals of my birthHave been, Arjuna! and of thy births, too!But mine I know,