1"Pahimam, pahimam O Lord of Mercy ! save me from that fierce eagle,
ruthless carnivorous for days chasing me for its sport regal
None rescued me,
nor ventured protection against its attack anywhere."
Down fell a dove, and out went its voice at the feet of 2Sibi, the fair.
The jampacked Durbar Hall shuddered at its fall and failing sound
keeping the fluttering dove on left hand, looked around
And said in voice
stentorian, "Shed fear dear, be sure of my 3abhayam
None dares doing any
harm as long as I live, if I once offer abhayam."
Erelong he spied an eagle awful, buzzing straight at the dove on hand
a terrible sweep and dreadful ferocity uncommon to one of its brand Alighting
near the dove, it shouted at pitch highest, "Stand not in my way,
to pieces any one, if ventures protection to that dove-my prey.",
Sibi's kind band held like an umbrella, it's was about to pounce
Then heard the
royal roar, "Stay there, give not to the dove any trounce
Don't budge an
inch, but ask anything except that dove and its life,
As I granted refuge, I'll keep up my word even at the cost of my life."
2) a King renowned for merciful rule.