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Canto VI. Upon his kingdom's weal intent, Mighty and brave and provident; The pride of old Ikshváku's seed For lofty thought and righteous deed. Peer of the saints, for virtues famed, For foes subdued and passions tamed; A rival in his wealth untold Of Indra and the Lord of Gold. Like Manu first of kings, he reigned. And worthily his state maintained. For firm and just and ever true Love, duty, gain he kept in view, And ruled his city rich and free, Like Indra's Amarávatí. And worthy of so fair a place There dwelt a just and happy race
 * With troops of children blest.

Each man contented sought no more, Nor longed with envy for the store
 * By richer friends possessed.

For poverty was there unknown, And each man counted as his own
 * Kine, steeds, and gold, and grain.

All dressed in raiment bright and clean, And every townsman might be seen
 * With earrings, wreath, or chain.

None deigned to feed on broken fare, And none was false or stingy there. A piece of gold, the smallest pay, Was earned by labour for a day. On every arm were bracelets worn, And none was faithless or forsworn,
 * A braggart or unkind.

None lived upon another's wealth, None pined with dread or broken health,
 * Or dark disease of mind.

High-souled were all. The slanderous word, The boastful lie, were never heard. Each man was constant to his vows, And lived devoted to his spouse. No other love his fancy knew, And she was tender, kind, and true. Her dames were fair of form and face, With charm of wit and gentle grace, With modest raiment simply neat, And winning manners soft and sweet. The twice-born sages, whose delight Was Scripture's page and holy rite, Their calm and settled course pursued, Nor sought the menial multitude. In many a Scripture each was versed, And each the flame of worship nursed,
 * And gave with lavish hand.

Each paid to Heaven the offerings due, And none was godless or untrue
 * In all that holy band.

To Bráhmans, as the laws ordain, The Warrior caste were ever fain
 * The reverence due to pay;

And these the Vaiśyas' peaceful crowd, Who trade and toil for gain, were proud
 * To honour and obey:

And all were by the Śúdras served, Who never from their duty swerved, Their proper worship all addressed To Bráhman, spirits, God, and guest. Pure and unmixt their rites remained, Their race's honour ne'er was stained. Cheered by his grandsons, sons, and wife, Each passed a long and happy life. Thus was that famous city held By one who all his race excelled,
 * Blest in his gentle reign,

As the whole land aforetime swayed By Manu, prince of men, obeyed
 * Her king from main to main.

And heroes kept her, strong and brave, As lions guard their mountain cave: Fierce as devouring flame they burned, And fought till death, but never turned, Horses had she of noblest breed, Like Indra's for their form and speed, From Váhli's hills and Sindhu's sand, Vanáyu and Kámboja's land.