Verse 7

⁷King, lord of creatures: look at the animals you have quieted at your sacrifice, whole herds of living things, in their thousands, and no pity in you. ⁸They are waiting for you, remembering the butchery you did them, and when you have passed on they will cut you with iron horns, their anger risen. ⁹On this I will tell you an old story. Take in the doings of Puranjana as I say them. ¹⁰There was a king named Puranjana, king, whose fame was great; and he had a friend named Avijnata, whose doings were not known. ¹¹That master wandered the earth looking for a shelter, and when he found nothing that suited him he grew low in spirit.

¹²He thought none of them good, of all the cities on the face of the earth; wanting the things he wanted, he found none of them fit for this or for that.