Theory of Government in Ancient India (Post-Vedic) c13.29

c13.29

Of Dilipa with whom the dynastic story begins :— . . . . . 'mong Kings a Moon, As in the Milky Ocean Soma rose, Broad-chested, tall as Shat-tree, as a bull Wide-shouldered, long of arm, the Warrior-race He seemed embodied, fit for famous deeds. All-glorious, all-surpassing, he bestrode— Like Meru’s self—the earth. His vigorous mind— Matched with his beauty, while his Holy Lore Was equal with them: valour and success Were twinned : and still his Kingly virtues made Him to his foes a terror, but his folk Loved him and honoured,—as the sea yields pearls Yet nurtures monstrous births. He held the path That Manu traced, no Hair’s breadth strayed his folk From that pure model. Save to guard the realm, No tax was taken : so the Sun derives From earth that moisture which a thousandfold He soon gives back in rain. His armed host Was escort only for the King, who used Two arms alone in war, his insight keen In Holy Lore, and bow well-strung. Mankind Knew his deep purpose when it came to fruit, Not sooner : fathomless his mind and ways :— So here we reap the fruit of former lives!