Dasharatha Gives Four Hundred Thousand Cows

नित नूतन मंगल पुर माहीं। निमिष सरिस दिन जामिनि जाहीं।। बड़े भोर भूपतिमनि जागे। जाचक गुन गन गावन लागे।। देखि कुअँर बर बधुन्ह समेता। किमि कहि जात मोदु मन जेता।। प्रातक्रिया करि गे गुरु पाहीं। महाप्रमोदु प्रेमु मन माहीं।। करि प्रनाम पूजा कर जोरी। बोले गिरा अमिअँ जनु बोरी।। तुम्हरी कृपाँ सुनहु मुनिराजा। भयउँ आजु मैं पूरनकाजा।। अब सब बिप्र बोलाइ गोसाईं। देहु धेनु सब भाँति बनाई।। सुनि गुर करि महिपाल बड़ाई। पुनि पठए मुनि बृंद बोलाई।।

Each day brought fresh auspiciousness to the city. Days and nights flew past as if they were mere moments. Very early in the morning, the jewel among kings awoke. Bards and minstrels began singing his praises and virtues. Seeing the noble princes together with their brides, how could one express the joy that filled his heart? After completing his morning devotions, he went to his guru, his heart brimming with great delight and love. Bowing reverently with folded hands, he spoke words that seemed dipped in nectar. "By your grace, O king among sages, hear me. Today all my purposes stand fulfilled. Now, O master, please summon all the learned ones and give them cows, fully adorned and prepared." Hearing this, the guru praised the king warmly, then sent word to call all the assembled sages.