Man is a social animal lives in society, br He or she spends life in works of variety. br Birth to death people spend time here, br Every person is lovely, good and dear. [1] br br Some people lead their lives in town, br Some lead lives at village without frown. br People are some, who like Arcadian life, br They do pass their time without strife. [2] br br Once poet meets an Arcadian in a village, br He is pleased always, shows his visage. br Very simple he is and does kind to all, br He helps people in need without call. [3] br br He is a person of truth and nonviolence, br A devotee he is meditates God in silence. br He has no cupidity and never wish curio, br Service to poor and needy is his scenario. [4] br br He sanctifies soul with virtuous deed, br Welfare to other with love he does bid. br He doesn't quarrel, villagers love him, br He too loves them sure full over brim. [5] br br Oh God! Let me be an Arcadian like, br In righteous deeds I will spend my life. br Service to creatures, society and country, br Let me sure, I want these to have entry.