శ్రీ శ్రీనివాస తారావలీ (శ్రీదేవశర్మ కృతమ్)

A garland of stars by Devaśarma, whose verses all end on the same half-line — I worship Śrīnivāsa without ceasing. The praise is largely in terms of rank and reach rather than of appearance: by one fragment of a sidelong glance from him Brahmā and the rest attained their own stations, and he is called the great king over kings. One verse turns entirely on a single word and is the best thing in the poem, playing śeṣa four ways in a line and a half — he whose couch is the remainderless, who lies upon Śeṣa, who is the one reclining on Śeṣa, lord of Śeṣādri and himself without remainder. Another sorts the three ways of approaching him by their fruit: remembering destroys all wrong, praising rains down what is wished for, and seeing him gives release.