INDRA'S city, — tower and dome and turret brave — Rose in proud and peerless beauty on Sarayu's limpid wave ! Peaceful lived the righteous people, rich in wealth in merit high, Envy dwelt not in their bosoms and their accents shaped no lie, Fathers... The Great Epics of Ancient India - Page 2by Romesh Chunder Dutt - 1900 - 384 pagesFull view - About this book
| Royal Society of Literature (Great Britain) - 1899 - 1076 pages
...father's loving grace, Truth and Justice swayed each action and each baser motive quelled, People's Love and Monarch's Duty every thought and deed impelled,...like INDRA'S city — tower and dome and turret brave — Hose in proud and peerless beauty on Sarayu's limpid wave ! Peaceful lived the righteous people,... | |
| Vālmīki - 1899 - 208 pages
...father's loving grace, Truth and Justice swayed each action and each baser motive quelled, People's L ove and Monarch's Duty every thought and deed impelled,...dwelt not in their bosoms and their accents shaped no He, Fathers with their happy households owned their cattle, corn and gold , Galling penury and famine... | |
| Julia Wedgwood - 1907 - 526 pages
...barbaric with what we have come to call a humanitarian standard. Under Dasaratha's beneficent rule — " Peaceful lived the righteous people, rich in wealth,...in their bosoms, and their accents shaped no lie. Neighbours lived in mutual kindness helpful with their ample wealth, None who begged the wasted refuse,... | |
| 1925 - 616 pages
...father's loving grace, Truth and Justice swayed each action and each baser motive quelled, People's Love and Monarch's Duty every thought and deed impelled,...the righteous people, rich in wealth, in merit high, 'Mann: In Hindu mythology one of a series of progenitors of human beings and authors of human hand,... | |
| Romesh Chunder Dutt - 2002 - 370 pages
...father's loving grace, Truth and Justice swayed each action and each haser motive quelled People's Love and Monarch's Duty every thought and deed impelled. And his town like INDRA'S city,—tower and dome and turret hrave— Rose in proud and peerless heauty on Sarayu's limpid wave... | |
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