Where Kálamahí's groves are spread.
Go where the silken tissue shines,
Go to the land of silver mines.[670]
Visit each isle and mountain steep
And city circled by the deep,
And distant villages that high
About the peaks of Mandar lie.
Speed over Yavadwipa's land,[671]
And see Mount Śiśir[672] proudly stand
Uplifting to the skies his head