'Twas but a phantom of the mind,

And yet the voice was soft and kind.

Be glory to the Eternal Sire,[848]

Be glory to the Lord of Fire,

The mighty Teacher in the skies,[849]

And Indra with his thousand eyes,

And may they grant the truth to be

E'en as the words that startled me.”

Canto XXXIII. The Colloquy.