Valmiki

“ Just as a meek four-footed ox doth to the post, O King.
"The wise, my lord, speak of two paths to Virtue—Grace and Truth,
Whereon, I say, all Virtue here is based in very sooth.
"Thy fame is marr'd, thy name is lost, for having left my child;
Thou settest down for him thy crown, but him thou hast exiled.
"The odour of a blossom spreads towards the draft of air;
But the sweet scent of a man's fame is wafted ev'rywhere.
"The fragrance of the sandal-wood is not so lasting here
As that of fame; so pious men to virtue oft adhere. ”

“ When he did weigh the worth of Truth, well-known on earth, O King:
"'A thousand sacrifices set against one Truth I've weigh'd,
And found, O men, in weight and worth by far the latter sway'd.'
"So, sacrificing their own lives, one Truth the wise uphold;
A greater thing than Truth, my lord, these three worlds do not hold.
"By Truth alone the Sun gives heat, the Moon grows phase by phase,
By Truth alone was Nectar churn'd, on Truth is Nature's base. ”

“ Upraised the senseless King who lay heart-broken on the floor.
She rubb'd and fann'd him for a while; his sense he did regain,
And harsher words fell from her tongue to storm his ear again.
"In ev'ry land above all men thy name, O King, is praised ”