Verse 9

⁹It is haunted by beings other than men, made perfect by birth or by herbs, by austerity or by mantra or by yoga, and it is always crowded with kinnaras and gandharvas and apsarases. ¹⁰Its peaks are made of many gems and streaked with many ores, thick with all kinds of trees and creepers and bushes, and ringed about with herds of every kind of deer. ¹¹With its many clear springs and its many caves and ridges it is a pleasure-ground for the women of the perfected as they wander there with their lovers. ¹²It rings with the cry of peacocks and swoons with bees drunk and blind, with the long notes of the red-throated singers and the calling of the birds.

¹³With its wish-granting trees for lifted arms it seems to be calling the birds; with its elephants it seems to be walking; with its waterfalls it seems to be chanting. ¹⁴It is made lovely with mandara and parijata and sarala, with tamala and sal and palm, with kovidara and asana and arjuna, ¹⁵with mango and kadamba and nipa, with naga and punnaga and campaka, with patala and asoka and bakula, and with kunda and kurabaka too, ¹⁶and it is decked with golden lotuses of a hundred petals, with fine renuka and jasmine, with kubjaka and mallika and madhavi.