210. Long, but Long Live the Republic

Where would you come across the following (obviously a translation)

He, on whose arm fame was inscribed by the sword, when, in battle in the Vanga countries, he kneaded and turned back with his breast the enemies who, uniting together, came against him;

He, by whom, having crossed in warfare the seven mouths of the river Sindhu, the Vâhlikas were conquered;

He, by the breezes of whose prowess the southern ocean is even still perfumed;

He, the remnant of the great zeal of whose energy, which utterly destroyed his enemies, like the remnant of the great glowing heat of a burned-out fire in a great forest, even now leaves not the earth; though he, the king, as if wearied, has quit this earth, and has gone to the other world, moving in bodily from to the land of paradise won by the merit of his actions, but remaining on this earth by the memory of his fame;

By him, the king,-who attained sole supreme sovereignty in the world, acquired by his own arm and enjoyed for a very long time; and who, having the name of Chandra, carried a beauty of countenance like the beauty of the full-moon,-having in faith fixed his mind upon the god Vishnu, this lofty standard of the divine Vishnu was set up on the hill called Vishnupada.