Verse 17

¹⁴Your father was Prahlada's son, who knew this and was tender to the twice-born; and when he was asked he gave his own life to the gods, who came to him in brahmin dress. ¹⁵You stand in the duties that were carried out by householders, by brahmins, by those born before you, by heroes, and by others whose fame knew no bounds. ¹⁶So from you, bull among the givers of boons, I ask a little land: three paces, lord of the Daityas, measured out by my own foot. ¹⁷I want nothing else from you, king, open-handed ruler of the world. A man who knows does not come by wrong when he takes no more than he has need of.