If such a man breathe here below.”
Then Nárad, clear before whose eye
The present, past, and future lie,[14]
Made ready answer: “Hermit, where
Are graces found so high and rare?
Yet listen, and my tongue shall tell
In whom alone these virtues dwell.
From old Ikshváku's[15] line he came,
Known to the world by Ráma's name:
With soul subdued, a chief of might,