But they slew no cows while serving at the sacrifice. Like a mother, father, or brother, or some other relative, cows are our best friends, the fonts of medicine.

They give food and strength, and beauty and happiness. Knowing these benefits, they slew no cows.

The brahmins were delicate and tall, beautiful and glorious. They were keen on all the duties according to their teachings. So long as they continued in the world, people flourished happily.

But perversion crept into them little by little when they saw the transformation of the king and the ladies in all their finery.

Their chariots were harnessed with thoroughbreds, well-made with bright canopies, and their homes and houses were neatly divided section by section.

They were lavished with herds of cattle, and furnished with bevies of lovely ladies. This extravagant human wealth was coveted by the brahmins.

They compiled hymns to that end, approached King Okkāka and said, ‘You have plenty of money and grain. Sacrifice! For you have much treasure. Sacrifice! For you have much money.’