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It was a land of plenty and of wealth	A
There God's indulgent hand made for a race	B
Supremely blest a paradise on earth	C
A land of virtue truth and charity	D
Where nature's choicest treasures man enjoyed	E
With little toil where youth respected age	F
Where each his neighbour's wife his sister deemed	G
Where side by side the tiger and the lamb	H
The water drank and sported oft in mirth	C
A land where each man deemed him highly blest	I
When he relieved the miseries of the poor	J
When to his roof the wearied traveller came	K
To share his proffered bounty with good cheer	L
Such was the far famed land of Panchala	M
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Here reigned a king who walked in virtue's path	N
Who ruled his country only for his God	O
His people's good he deemed his only care	P
Their sorrows were his sorrows and their joys	Q
He counted as his own such was the king	R
Whose daily prayers went up to Him on high	S
For wisdom and for strength to rule his men	T
Aright and guard the land from foreign foes	U
Such was the far famed king of Panchala	M
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An only son he had a noble prince	V
The terror of his foes the poor man's friend	W
He mastered all the arts of peace and war	X
And was a worthy father's worthy son	Y
What gifts and graces men as beauties deem	Z
These Nature freely lavished on the youth	A2
And people loved in wonder to behold	B2
The face that kindled pleasure in their minds	C2
The courage of a warrior in the field	D2
A woman's tender pity to the weak	E2
All these were centred in the royal youth	A2
His arrows killed full many a beast that wrought	F2
Dread havoc on the cattle of the poor	J
Such was the famous prince of Panchala	M
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The people they were all true men and good	G2
Their ruler they adored for by their God	O
He was ordained to rule their native land	H2
They freely to their king made known their wants	I2
And he as freely satisfied their needs	J2
And e'en the meanest of the land deemed it	K2
The basest act to sin against his king	R
Such were the people of the ancient land	H2
Of Panchala who stood one day with tears	L2
Before their king to pour their plaintive tales	M2
Of ruin wrought upon their cattle by	S
The tiger of the forest that all day	N2
Was safe in his impenetrable lair	P
But every night his dreaded figure showed	O2
And feasted on the flesh of toiling beasts	P2
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The king gave ear to their sad tales of woe	Q2
And straightway called his only son and said	R2
Dear son my people's good I value more	X
Than thine own life Go therefore to the woods	S2
With all thine arrows and thy trusty bow	T2
And drag the dreaded tiger from his den	T
And to their homes their wonted peace restore	X
His spotted skin and murderous claws must soon	U2
Be added to the trophies of the past	V2
Now hanging on our ancient palace walls	W2
The prince obeyed and to the forest went	X2
Three days and nights he wandered in the woods	S2
But still found not the object of his search	Y2
He missed his faithful men and lost his way	N2
Till worn and weary underneath a tree	D
Whose shady boughs extended far and wide	Z2
The lonely straggler stretched his limbs and slept	A3
And for a time forgot his dire distress	B3
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He woke and thus addressed himself with tears	L2
Here I am left deserted and alone	C3
Perchance my faithful people at this hour	D3
Are vainly searching for their hapless prince	V
While I die here of hunger and of thirst	E3
And gladly would I welcome now the brute	F3
That has attracted me to this strange spot	G3
To plunge his claws into my body tear	P
My flesh and break my bones and feast on me	D
By gnawing them between his horrid jaws	H3
And so spare me from this slow lingering death	I3
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So thought the royal youth of his sad doom	J3
When lo a spotless figure with a bow	T2
A pouch with arrows dangling on her back	K3
A hatchet in her hand for cutting wood	G2
And with a pitcher on her head appeared	L3
Here every day she came to gather wood	G2
And dressed in male attire her heavy load	O2
Took to the nearest town sold it then reached	M3
At close of day to cook the ev'ning meal	M
Her cottage on the outskirts of the wood	G2
Where with her sire bent down with years she lived	N3
And dragged her daily miserable life	O3
Such was the maid that was upon that day	N2
As if by instinct drawn to the fair youth	A2
And such the huntress Radha he beheld	N2
A fairer woman never breathed the air	P
No not in all the land of Panchala	M
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The maid in pity saw his wretched plight	N2
Then from the pitcher took her midday meal	M
And soon relieved his hunger and his thirst	N2
The grateful prince delighted told his tale	M
And she well pleased thus spake Fair youth grieve not	N2
Behold the brook that yonder steals along	P3
To this the tiger comes at noon to quench	Q3
His thirst Then safely perched upon a tree	D
We can for ever check his deadly course	R3
Both went and saw at the expected hour	D3
The monarch of the forest near the brook	S3
In quick succession lightning like from them	T3
The arrows flew and in a moment fell	M
His massive body lifeless on the ground	N2
Then vowing oft to meet his valiant friend	N2
The prince returned and with the happy news	U3
Appeared before the king who blest his son	Y
And said My son well hast thou done the deed	N2
Thy life thou hast endangered for my men	T
Ask anything and I will give it thee	D
I want not wealth nor power the prince replied	N2
But noble father I one request I make	V3
I chanced to meet a huntress in the wood	N2
And Radha is her name she saved my life	O3
I but for her had died a lingering death	I3
Her valour and her beauty I admire	W3
And therefore grant me leave to marry her	D3
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The king spake not but forthwith gave command	N2
To banish from his home the reckless youth	A2
Who brought disgrace upon his royal house	X3
And who he wished should wed one worthy of	Y3
The noble race of ancient Panchala	M
Poor youth he left his country and his home	Z3
He that was dreaded by his foes was gone	A4
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Vain lust of power impelled the neighbouring king	R
The traitor who usurped his sovereign's throne	C3
To march on Panchala with all his men	T
He went and to the helpless king proclaimed	N2
Thou knowest well my armies are the best	N2
On earth and folly it will be in thee	D
To stand 'gainst them and shed thy people's blood	N2
Send forth thy greatest archer and with him	B4
My prowess I will try this will decide	N2
If you or I should sit upon the throne	C3
And whether Panchala is thine or mine	C4
The king bewildered knew not what to do	N2
But soon two maidens strangers to the land	N2
Met him and of the two the younger said	N2
O righteous king we left our distant homes	D4
To visit shrines and bathe in holy streams	E4
We have been wandering in many climes	F4
And yesternight this place we reached and heard	N2
Your loyal people speak of your sad plight	N2
In early youth I learned to use the bow	T2
I pray thee therefore send me forth against	N2
The wretch that dares to wrest this land from thee	D
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And ere the treacherous wretch could string his bow	T2
A pointed arrow carrying death with it	N2
Like lightning flew from forth the maiden's hands	G4
Pierced deep into his head that plans devised	N2
To kill his royal master and once more	X
Thought ill of Panchala and her good king	R
His body lifeless lay upon the field	N2
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Then spake the maiden to the grateful king	R
Thou noble ruler of this ancient land	N2
Before thy sacred presence and before	X
All these assembled in thy royal court	N2
I will reveal my story sad but true	N2
I am the only child of him that ruled	N2
The neighbouring state whose kings for centuries	H4
In peace and friendship lived with Panchala	M
Alas the villain whom my arrow gave	I4
To crows and to the eagles of the air	P
Usurped my father's throne and sad to tell	M
He instant orders gave to murder us	J4
The menials sent to do the cruel deed	N2
Felt pity for the fallen king and me	D
His only daughter in the woods left us	J4
And went away reporting they had done	Y
The deed and there in that deserted place	B
Unknown we lived a wretched life for years	K4
And glad I am that death ignoble which	L4
The wretch deserved has now befallen him	B4
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This person standing here I now remove	M4
The veil and by the mole upon his breast	N2
Behold in him thine own begotten son	Y
Was by thy orders banished from the land	N2
Grant that I now may plead for him because	H3
A woman's words can sooner soothe the heart	N2
I crave your Majesty to pardon him	B4
For loving me and take him back unto	N2
His father's home grant also gracious king	R
That I a princess may be worthy deemed	N2
Of being wedded to thine only son	Y