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List then, king! to words of wisdom,"—
Proud Balaki thus began,—
Knowest thou the radiant Soul
Dwelleth in the radiant sun?
Him I worship!"—said Balaki.
"Not so!"—answered thus the king,
For the sun is mighty, glorious,
But is a created thing!"

Knowest thou the lunar crescent,
Shining in the starry sky?
Knowest thou the beauteous Soul,
Dwelleth there serene and high?
Him I worship!"—said Balaki.
"Not so!"—answered thus the king,
For the moon is bright and beauteous
But is a created thing!"

Dost thou know the forked lightning,
Flashing through the lurid sky?
Dost thou know the dreaded Soul,
Dwelleth there, terrific, high?
Him I worship!"—said Balaki.
"Not so"—answered thus the king,
For the lightning is terrific,
But is a created thing!"

Dost thou know the deep-voiced thunder,
Pealing through the echoing sky?
Dost thou know the soul that dwelleth
In that sound, terrific, high?
Him I worship!"—said Balaki.
"Not so!"—answered thus the king;
For the thunder is terrific,
But is a created thing!"