That which is seemly is not hard of heart.”
Still he replied: “’Tis written that to spurn
A suppliant equals in offence to slay
A twice-born; wherefore, not for Swarga’s bliss
Quit I, Mahendra, this poor clinging dog.
So without any hope or friend save me,
So wistful, fawning for my faithfulness,
So agonized to die, unless I help
Who among men was called steadfast and just.”
Quoth Indra: “Nay, the altar flame is foul