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Vishnu Purana Book I Chapter XI	A
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Sprung from great Brahma Manu had two sons	B
Heroic and devout as I have said	C
Pryavrata and Uttanapado names	D
Known in legends and of these the last	E
Married two wives Suruchee his adored	F
The mother of a handsome petted boy	G
Uttama and Suneetee less beloved	H
The mother of another son whose name	I
Was Dhruva Seated on his throne the king	J
Uttanapado on his knee one day	K
Had placed Uttama Dhruva who beheld	K
His brother in that place of honour longed	K
To clamber up and by his playmate sit	K
Led on by Love he came but found alas	L
Scant welcome and encouragement the king	J
Saw fair Suruchee sweep into the hall	M
With stately step aye every inch a queen	N
And dared not smile upon her co wife's son	O
Observing him her rival's boy intent	K
To mount ambitious to his father's knee	A
Where sat her own thus fair Suruchee spake	P
Why hast thou child formed such a vain design	Q
Why harboured such an aspiration proud	K
Born from another's womb and not from mine	Q
Oh thoughtless To desire the loftiest place	R
The throne of thrones a royal father's lap	S
It is an honour to the destined given	O
And not within thy reach What though thou art	K
Born of the king those sleek and tender limbs	T
Hold of my blood no portion I am queen	N
To be the equal of mine only son	O
Were in thee vain ambition Know'st thou not	K
Fair prattler thou art sprung not not from mine	Q
But from Suneetee's bowels Learn thy place	R
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Repulsed in silence from his father's lap	S
Indignant furious at the words that fell	U
From his step mother's lips poor Dhruva ran	V
To his own mother's chambers where he stood	K
Beside her with his pale thin trembling lips	W
Trembling with an emotion ill suppressed	K
And hair in wild disorder till she took	X
And raised him to her lap and gently said	K
Oh child what means this What can be the cause	Y
Of this great anger Who hath given thee pain	Z
He that hath vexed thee hath despised thy sire	A2
For in these veins thou hast the royal blood	K
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Thus conjured Dhruva with a swelling heart	K
Repeated to his mother every word	K
That proud Suruchee spake from first to last	K
Even in the very presence of the king	J
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His speech oft broken by his tears and sobs	B2
Helpless Suneetee languid eyed from care	C2
Heard sighing deeply and then soft replied	K
Oh son to lowly fortune thou wert born	D2
And what my co wife said to thee is truth	E2
No enemy to Heaven's favoured ones may say	K
Such words as thy step mother said to thee	A
Yet son it is not meet that thou shouldst grieve	F2
Or vex thy soul The deeds that thou hast done	O
The evil haply in some former life	G2
Long long ago who may alas annul	H2
Or who the good works not done supplement	K
The sins of previous lives must bear their fruit	K
The ivory throne the umbrella of gold	K
The best steed and the royal elephant	K
Rich caparisoned must be his by right	K
Who has deserved them by his virtuous acts	I2
In times long past Oh think on this my son	O
And be content For glorious actions done	O
Not in this life but in some previous birth	J2
Suruchee by the monarch is beloved	K
Women unfortunate like myself who bear	C2
Only the name of wife without the powers	K2
But pine and suffer for our ancient sins	L2
Suruchee raised her virtues pile on pile	M2
Hence Uttama her son the fortunate	K
Suneetee heaped but evil hence her son	O
Dhruva the luckless But for all this child	K
It is not meet that thou shouldst ever grieve	F2
As I have said That man is truly wise	N2
Who is content with what he has and seeks	O2
Nothing beyond but in whatever sphere	P2
Lowly or great God placed him works in faith	Q2
My son my son though proud Suruchee spake	P
Harsh words indeed and hurt thee to the quick	R2
Yet to thine eyes thy duty should be plain	Z
Collect a large sum of the virtues thence	S2
A goodly harvest must to thee arise	N2
Be meek devout and friendly full of love	T2
Intent to do good to the human race	R
And to all creatures sentient made of God	K
And oh be humble for on modest worth	J2
Descends prosperity even as water flows	U2
Down to low grounds	V2
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She finished and her son	O
Who patiently had listened thus replied	K
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Mother thy words of consolation find	K
Nor resting place nor echo in this heart	K
Broken by words severe repulsing Love	T2
That timidly approached to worship Hear	W2
My resolve unchangeable I shall try	X2
The highest good the loftiest place to win	Y2
Which the whole world deems priceless and desires	K2
There is a crown above my father's crown	Z2
I shall obtain it and at any cost	K
Of toil or penance or unceasing prayer	C2
Not born of proud Suruchee whom the king	J
Favours and loves but grown up from a germ	A3
In thee O mother humble as thou art	K
I yet shall show thee what is in my power	A2
Thou shalt behold my glory and rejoice	B3
Let Uttama my brother not thy son	O
Receive the throne and royal titles all	M
My father pleases to confer on him	C3
I grudge them not Not with another's gifts	D3
Desire I dearest mother to be rich	E3
But with my own work would acquire a name	I
And I shall strive unceasing for a place	R
Such as my father hath not won a place	R
That would not know him even aye a place	R
Far far above the highest of this earth	J2
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He said and from his mother's chambers past	K
And went into the wood where hermits live	F3
And never to his father's house returned	K
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Well kept the boy his promise made that day	K
By prayer and penance Dhruva gained at last	K
The highest heavens and there he shines a star	G3
Nightly men see him in the firmament	K

Toru Dutt

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