Verse 12

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Everything given, and no satisfaction· Verses 12–19

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In that house of great Indra the mighty one, high-minded, having conquered the worlds, sole king, took his pleasure. The gods and the rest, whom he had scorched, bowed at his two feet, and his rule was strong and harsh. Him, dear one, drunk with strong-smelling wine, his coppery eyes rolling, the guardians of every station waited on with gifts in their hands, all but three: him, the seat of austerity and yoga and strength and force. Visvavasu, Tumburu, and we and others sang of him, seated on great Indra's throne by his force; the gandharvas and siddhas and sages praised him again and again, and the vidyadharas and the apsarases, Pandava.

It was he who, worshipped by those in the classes and stages with rites of large fees, took the shares of the offerings by his own fire. For him the earth with its seven islands ripened without ploughing; the heavens likewise yielded whatever was wanted, and the sky was a place of many wonders. The seas, those mines of jewels, and their wives the rivers, carried heaps of jewels in their waves: waters of salt, of liquor, of ghee, of honey, of curds, of milk and of nectar. The mountains gave him their valleys for playgrounds and the trees their qualities in every season. He alone held the separate powers of all the world-guardians.

So, having conquered the quarters, sole king, taking the things he liked as he pleased, he was not satisfied, for he had not conquered his senses.