Joy in the city of great Jaga-Naut!

Joy in the seven-headed Idol’s shrine!

A virgin-bride his ministers have brought,

A mortal maid, in form and face divine,

Peerless among all daughters of mankind;

Search’d they the world again from East to West,

In endless quest,

Seeking the fairest and the best,

No maid so lovely might they hope to find; . .

For she hath breath’d celestial air,

And heavenly food hath been her fare,

And heavenly thoughts and feelings give her face

That heavenly grace.