From Patala, the hell of Indian mythology, the Sagaridae recommence their impious and destructive work.
'And downward dug they many a rood, and downward till they saw aghast, Where the earth-bearing elephant stood, ev'n like a mountain tall and vast.

'Tis he whose head aloft sustains the broad earth's forest-clothed round, With all its vast and spreading plains, and many a stately city crown'd.

If underneath the o'erbearing load bows down his weary head, 'tis then The mighty earthquakes are abroad, and shaking down the abodes of men.

Around earth's pillar moved they slowly, and thus in humble accents blest Him the lofty and the holy, that bears the region of the East.

And southward dug they many a rood, until before their shuddering sight, The next earth-bearing elephant stood, huge Mahapadmas' mountain height.