108Canto CVIII. Jáváli's Speech.Thus Ráma soothed his brother's grief: Then virtuous Jáváli, chief Of twice-born sages, thus replied In words that virtue's law defied: “Hail, Raghu's princely son, dismiss A thought so weak and vain as this. Canst thou, with lofty heart endowed, Think with the dull ignoble crowd? For what are ties of kindred? can One profit by a brother man? Alone the babe first opes his eyes, And all alone at last he dies. The man, I ween, has little sense Who looks with foolish reverence On father's or on mother's name: In others, none a right may claim.