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"What does it matter, if the entire Lanka is cast in gold, gold and gold
Houses built with bricks silver, doors bedecked with gems set in gold
Rivers flow with milk and honey side by side honouring their bounds
Timely rains tame weather humane to conforming to moderate bounds.
The
subjects keeping to track, ever emulate the 2adarsa purushas of yore
Each man be law bound and every woman chaste and virtuous to the core
And Dharma moving about with feet four spilling peace at every step
When planets await bidding and gods keeping guard posted at door step.
Do you think all this, dear Lakshmana equal to kosala our dear country
Poor, very poor ours and bears no semblance to anything of this country
Does it man our own be abandoned in preference to others own or life?
Will it not betray our mental bankruptcy, robbing the glory of solar life?
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ideal persons
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