KAILYAL. Take me to earth, O gentle Deveta! Take me again to earth! This is no place Of hope for me! . . . my Father still must bear His curse . . . he shall not bear it all alone; Take me to earth, that I may follow him! . . . I do not fear the Almighty Man! the Gods Are feeble here; but there are higher powers Who will not turn their eyes from wrongs like ours; Take me to earth, O gentle Deveta! . . . {73} 11. Saying thus she knelt, and to his knees she clung, And bow'd her head, in tears and silence praying. Rising anon, around his neck she flung Her arms, and there with folded hands she hung, And fixing on the guardian Glendoveer Her eyes, more eloquent than Angel's tongue, Again she cried, There is no comfort here! I must be with my Father in his pain . . . Take me to earth, O Deveta, again! 12. Indra with admiration heard the maid. O Child of Earth, he cried, Already in thy spirit thus divine, Whatever weal or woe betide, Be that high sense of duty still thy guide, And all good Powers will aid a soul like thine. Then turning to Ereenia, thus he said, Take her where Ganges hath its second birth, Below our sphere, and yet above the earth: There may Ladurlad rest beyond the power Of the dread Rajah, till the fated hour. VIII. THE SACRIFICE. {74} 1. Dost thou tremble, O Indra, O God of the Sky, Why slumber those thunders of thine? Dost thou tremble on high, . . . Wilt thou tamely the Swerga resign, . . . Art thou smitten, O Indra, with dread? Or seest thou not, seest thou not, Monarch divine, How many a day to Seeva's shrine Kehama his victim hath led? Nine and ninety days are fled, Nine and ninety steeds have bled; One more, the rite will be complete, One victim more; and this the dreadful day! {75} Then will the impious Rajah seize thy seat, And wrest the thunder-sceptre from thy sway. Along the mead the hallowed steed Yet bends at liberty his way; At noon his consummating blood will flow. O day of woe! above, below, That blood confirms the Almighty Tyrant's reign! Thou tremblest, O Indra, O God of the Sky, Thy thunder is vain! Thou tremblest on high for thy power! But where is Veeshnoo at this hour? But where is Seeva's eye? Is the Destroyer blind? Is the Preserver careless for mankind?