King Daśaratha, lofty-souled,
That city guarded and controlled,
With towering Sál trees belted round,[65]
And many a grove and pleasure ground,
As royal Indra, throned on high,
Rules his fair city in the sky.[66]
She seems a painted city, fair
With chess-board line and even square.[67]
And cool boughs shade the lovely lake
Where weary men their thirst may slake.