Canto LII. Vasishtha's Feast. Right glad was Viśvámitra when He saw the prince of saintly men. Low at his feet the hero bent, And did obeisance,reverent. The king was welcomed in,and shown A seat beside the hermit's own, Who offered him,when resting there, Fruit in due course,and woodland fare. And Viśvámitra,noblest king, Received Vaśishṭha's welcoming, Turned to his host,and prayed him tell That he and all with him were well. Vaśishṭha to the king replied That all was well on every side, That fire,and vows,and pupils throve, And all the trees within the grove. And then the son of Brahmá,best