Verse 6

⁶At that match of the strong against the weak, king, all the women who had come together spoke to one another in pity, group by group: ⁷Alas, this is a great wrong in these people who sit in the king's assembly, that they want a match of the strong against the weak while the king looks on. ⁸What are these wrestlers, every limb of them hard as a thunderbolt, like the lord of mountains? And what are these two, boys with the tenderest limbs, who have not come to their full growth? ⁹Dharma is surely being broken in this gathering. Where wrong stands up, there one should never stay. ¹⁰A man of sense should not enter an assembly when he knows the faults of those who sit in it. Whether he says nothing, or speaks falsely, or does not know, a man takes the stain on himself.

¹¹Look at the lotus of Krsna's face as he darts about his enemy, sown with the water of his labour, like a lotus bud with drops on it. ¹²Do you not see Rama's face, its eyes gone red, angry at Mustika, made beautiful by a laugh and by fury together?