King Trisanku


    Viswamitra the Magician,
        By his spells and incantations,
    Up to Indra's realms elysian
        Raised Trisanku, king of nations.

    Indra and the gods offended
        Hurled him downward, and descending
    In the air he hung suspended,
        With these equal powers contending.

    Thus by aspirations lifted,
        By misgivings downward driven,
    Human hearts are tossed and drifted
        Midway between earth and heaven.


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