Mahabharata

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Book Ie Ostradshan the Tournament. Thescene of the epic is the ancient kingdom
of the Curus, which flourished alongthe upper course of the Ganges, and
the historical fact on which the epicis based is a great war which took

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place between the Curus and the neighboringtribe the Panchals, in the thirteenth or
fourteenth century before Christ. According tothe epic, Pandu and Triturastri, who
was born blind, were brothers.Pandu died early, and Triturastri became king
of the Curus and brought up thefive sons of Pandu along with his hundred

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sons. Yudistr, the eldest sonof Pandu, was a man of truth
and piety. Weim the second,was a stalwart fighter, and Urgin,
the thirdsen distinguished himself above all theother princes in arms. The two youngest
brothers, Nichol and Sahadeb, weretwins. The Ludhan was the eldest son

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of Teterastra and was jealous of hiscousins, the sons of Pandu. A
tournament was held, and in thecourse of the day, a warrior named
Kern of unknown origin, appeared onthe scene and proved himself a wordy arrival
of Urjin. The rivalry between Urginand Kern is the leading tod of the

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epic, as the rivalry between Achilasand Haktor is the leading toad of the
Iliad. It is only necessary toadd that the sons of Pandu, as
well as Kern, were, likethe heroes of Homer, god born chiefs.
Some God inspired the birth of each. It is there was the son
of Term or Virtue, Viam ofVayu, or Wind, Urgin of Indra

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or Rain God. The twin youngestwere the sons of the Ashen twins,
and Kern was the son of Suryathe Sun, but was believed by himself
and by all others, to bethe son of a simple chariot driver.
The portion translated in this book formssections one thirty four to one thirty seven

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of Book one of the original Epicin Sanskrit Calcutta Edition of eighteen thirty four.
One The gathering wrathful sons of Tetrachtborn of Kuru's royal race, Rydia,
sons of noble Pantu, god bornman of godlike grace, skill in

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arms, attained this princess from aBrahman warrior, bold, drawn, prest
and proud preceptor, peerless chief ofdays of old outspeak drawn to the monarch
in the astinas royal hall speak,the vishmah and the creeper speak to lords
and courtiers, all mark the gallantprincess monarch, trained in arms and warlike

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art. Let them prove their skilland valor, rain the steed and throw
the dart. Answered. Then theancient monarch, joyful was his royal heart
west of Brahmins, and the warriorsnobly hast doubt on thy part. Name
the pleas unfixed a moment, holda royal tournament. Published by the Laws

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of Combat. Publish far thy King'sconsent, sideless roll these orphs of vision.
Dark to me is noon daylight,happier man will mark the toorney and
the peerless Prince's five. Let thegood and wise Vidour serve demanded and be
haste. Let the father's pride andgladness fill this old and cheerless breast.

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Then the good and wise Widour,unto his duties bound drown, blessed with
skill and wisdom measured out the tarnyground, clear of jungle was the meadow
crystal fountain graced drawn on the lightedaltar, holy gifts and offerings placed holy

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was the star of species, andthe hour was calm and bright. Man
from distant town and hamlet gave toview the sacred right. Then arose white
stately mansions built by architects of fame, decked with arms for cruise, monarch
and for every royal dame. Andthe people built their stages circling around the

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listed green, and the nobles withtheir white tents, grased afair and festive
scene brightly dawned the festal morning,and the monarch left his hall, Fishma
and the pious creeper with the lordsand courtiers all, and they came unto
the mansions, gay and glittering goldencaste decked with gems and richeway Dulia and

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with strings of pearl be laced fairGandhari Queen of Kuru Pritha Pandu's with old
dame ladies in their gorgeous garments,maids of beauty and of fame, mounted
on their glittering mansions, where thetins harmonious blend as on Maroo's golden mountain,

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queens of heavenly gods ascend, andthe people of the city Brahman Specius
Shatriya's old man from stall and lumenanvil gathered thick the young and old,
and arose the sound of trumpet andthe surging people's cry like the voice of

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angry ocean tempest, slashed, sublimeand high. Came the saintly white robe
Drouna white, his sacrificial tread whiteytcentral mark and garlands white, the locks
that crowned his head with his son, renowned for valor, forthrown radiant high.
So the movement Mars conjured walks uponthe cloudless sky, offerings to the

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guards immortal. Then the priestly warriorMaide Brahmans with their chanted mantra worship and
obeisance pade and the festive note ofsunk mingled with a trumpet sound. Trunks
of warriors various armed came under thelisted ground. Two, the princess count

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letted and jewel gardled. Now thewarlike princess came with their steadily bows and
quivers and their swords like wreaths ofwain, each behind his elder stepping could
it his steer first of all,each his wondrous skill displaying held the silent
crowds in troal, and the manin admiration marked them joyful eye or by

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sudden panic stricken stooped to let thearrow fly. Mounted on their rapid coursers
off, the princess proved their aim, racing hit the tarch with arrows,
lattered with their royal lane. Withtheir glinting sun lily weapons shown the youths
sublime and high, more than themodels seemed. The princess, like endervos

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out the sky shouts of joy.The people uttered, as by sudden impulse,
driven mingled voice of tens of thousandsstruck the pealing vault of heaven.
Still, the princess shook their weapons, drove the deep, resounding car or
on stead or tusker mounted, waistedthe glorious mimic war, mighty sword and

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ample butler, ponderous mazed the Prince'swield brightly gleamed, their lightning rapiers as
deranged a listed field, brave andfearless in their action and their movement,
quick and light, skilled, andthrough the trust and parry of their weapons,
flaming bright tree weam and Duruden weamcape and proud Duruden, with their

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masses held on high like the cliffs, with lofty turrets cleaving through the azure
sky in their warlike arms, acartret with their guarded lines distooed, liked
to untame the jungle tuskers in thedeep and echoing ode. And as tasks
ranged the forest, so they arrangedthe spacious field right, the left and

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back the wander, and their ponderousmasses wailed unto Koru's sightless monarch wise Videor
drew the scene. Prita, proudlyof the princess, spake unto the Koru
Queen, while the stalwart weam battleto Dududan, brave and strong, fierce

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in wrath for one or other,shouted forth the maddened trow, Hail to
kuruprince do Luthan, Hail to weamhero. Proud sounds like these from surging
myriads rose in tumult, deep andloud, and with troubled vision. Joan
marked the heaving, restless plain,marked the crowd by anger, shaken like

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the tempest, shaken Mane to hisson, then whispered Drone quaked the tumult
to appease, parted the armed andangry wrestlers bid the deadly combat seas with
their lifted clubs. The princess slowlytired on signal given like the parting of

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the bellows, mighty heaving tempest drivencame forth. Then the ancient Jonah on
the open battleground stopped the jump,and lofty trumpet, speaking voice like thunder
sound, bade him come. Thegallant Urgin, pious Prince and warriors scaled

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Urgent, born of mighty Indra,and with business pros field four the advent
of Urgin, gauntletted and jewel girdledwith his bow of ample height, Archard
Urgent, pious, herded to thegods, performed a riot, then stepped

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forward, proud and stealy in hisgolden mail and caste like the sunlit cloud
of evening, With the golden rainbowgrazed and the gladness steerred the people all
around the listed plane voice of drumand blare of trumpet rose with Sunkha's festive
strain. Mark the gallant son ofPandu, whom the happy Breta wore.

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Mark the heir of Indra's veller,matchless in his eyes, arms and lore,
Mark the warrior, young and vaaliant, peerless in his scale of arms,
Mark the pure, souled, piousChieftaine deacted grace and varied charms.
Pritta heard such grateful voices, bornealoft unto the sky. The milk of

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love suffused her bosom. Tear ofjoy was in her eye, and who
arrested Kuru's monarch. Joyous accents struckhis ear, and he turned to wise
wideur, seeking for the cause tohear. Wherefore, like the voice of
ocean, when the tempedes twins,Prevail raised these voices of the people,

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and the specios skies, Assail answeredhim. The wise videour. It is
prettiest gallant boy, godlike moves ingolden armor, and the people shout for
joy. Please them. I sospeak the monarch, and I bless my
happy faith. Prita's son, likefires of Yega sanctified his mighty state.

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Now the voices of the people diedaway, and all was steel urgent to
his proud preceptor showed his might andmatchless skill, towering high or lowly,
bending on the turf or on hiscar with his bow and glistening arrows.
Urgent waised the mimic war targets onthe wide arena, mighty tough for wondrous

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small With his arrows bright on failing, Urgent pierced them one and all.
Wild boar shaped of solid iron,caused a wide, extending field in its
jaws. Five glistening arrows sent thearcher wondrous keeled cow horn by a tread
suspended was by winds, unseizing swedesone and twenty well lamed arrows. On

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this moving mark he laid and dietequal skill. His rapier did the god
like urgin wild whirling round. Hismaze of battle ranged a specious thorny field.
Five the advance of Kern. Nowthe feats of arm are ended,

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and the closing hour draws nigh.Music's voices hushed in silence and dispersing crowds
pass by, hark like vulcan shakingthunder wakes a deep and deadly sound.
Clank, and dean of warlike weaponsburst upon the tanted ground. Are the

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solid mountain splitting? Is it burstingoff the art? Is it tempest spelling
accent? Whence the lightning takes itspart? Thoughts like these alarm the people,
for the sound is dread and high. To the gate of the Dirhna
turns the crowd with anxious eye,gathered round Preceptor Drona, ponder suns in

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armor bright like the five starred constellation, round the radiant Queen of Night,
Gathered round the proud du Youthen,dreaded for his exploits, done all his
brave and warlike brothers, and PreceptorDrona's son. So the gods Encircledindra thunder

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wielding fears and bold when he scattered, done with children in the misty days
of old pale before the unknown warriorgathered nations part in Twain, conqueror of
hostile cities. Lofty Carrn dreads theplain in his golden male aqrdred and his

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rings of yellow gold like a movingclifflind stature, armed, comes the Chieftaine,
bold Pritha, yet unwedded bore himpureless archer on the art portion of
the solar radiance, for the suninspired his bird like a tuskar in his

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theory, like a lion in hisear, like the sun in untide radiance,
like the all consuming fire, lionlike in build and muscle stately as
a golden palm, blessed every verymanly virtue pearless warrior, proud and calm,

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with his looks serene and lofty feelthe war the chief surveyed scarce to
creep our authodrona honor and obeisiance madestill the panic stricken people who viewed him
with unmoving gage. Who may bethis unknown warrior? Questioned Day in harsh
damaze. Dune, in voice ofpealing thunder, spake Fair Pritta's eldest son,

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Unturton, Pretta's youngest. He tellus, to each unknown, all
their feats of weapons are jean doneit vain and needless. Boast these and
grat the ry accomplish witness be thismighty host. Thus spake proud and peerless

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carn in his accents, deep andloud, and as moved by sudden impulse,
lived in joy the listening crowd,and the gleam of mighty transport glows
in proud Doruthan's heart flames of redand jealous anger from the eyes of urgent
start Drone gave the word and KerneBritta's war beloving son, which his sword

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and with his arrows did the featsby Arjun Dunn six the rival warriors.
Joyful was the proud Doruthan. Gladnessgleamed upon his face, and he spake
to Gallant Kern with a dear andfond embrace. Welcome, mighty arm Chieftain,

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Thou hast victor's honors won. Thineis all my wealth and kingdom named
I wish, and it is done, answered Karne to Tuiudin, Prince,
thy word is good as deed,but I seek to combat Urjun and to
win the victor's meath. Noble isthe boon thou seekest, answered Curuz,

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Prince of fame, be a joyunto your comrades. Let the foreman dread
thy name. Anger flamed in Urgent'sbosom, and he spake in excellence route
unto Kern, who in triumph,calm and proud and fearless, toute chief,

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who comest uninvited, prattest in thylying boast, thou shalt die the
deaths of Braggart's witness be his mightyhost. Karne answered, calm and proudly
freed is listed field to all warriorsenter by their roys, wait not Urgent
for thy call warlike chieftains take theirplaces by their strength of arm and miThe

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and their warranties. Der Falcian valorsanctifies their right. Angry word is Covered's
weapon. Urgin speak with arrow schemetill I lady witness. Drone low upon
the listed green. Drone gave theword impartial, wrathful. Urgin, dread

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of foes, parted from his lovingplodders with his glistening arms arose Kurn clasped
the Kouru princess, parted from themone and all with his bow and ample
quiver, proudly stepped the warrior tall. Now the cloud sweetly reflashes scattered,
darkling, thick and high lines ofcranes, like glimpse of laughter sailed across

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the gloomy sky. Rain get inover Urgent, watchtood father's partial love Suan
Goatsurya over Kern shed his light fromfar above. Urgent stood in darkening shadow
by the inky clouds, concealed boldand bright in open chan sign Radiant Curn

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stood revealed proud dourioth And and hisbrothers stood by Kern, calm and bold.
Drone stood by gallant Urgin and bravePitshma warrior. Old women too with
partial glances, viewed the one orother chief, but by equal love divided

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silent Prita swound in grief, wisewidure, true to duty with an anxious
hurricane, sandal drops and sprinkled waters, roused to wood, distracted dam and
she saw her sons in combat.Words of Wushi a uttered nun speechless,

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wept, for none must fathom.Kern was her eldest son. Seventh.
The anointment of Kern crested Kern HelmDurgin proudly trod the specious green creepers killed
in Herald's duties, spake upon thedreadful scene. This is Helmut, wearing

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urgent, sprung of Kuru's mighty race, Pandu's son and born by Pritha.
Prince ovot and warlike kras long armedChief decleared thy lineage, and the raised
Dadostradorn named thy mother and thy father, and the house that saw deborn by

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the rules of war. Prince Urgentclaims his rival Chief to know Princess may
not draw the weapon against a baseand nameless foe. Kern silent, hard,
dismant, but his bart could notproclaim like a range repelled the Lotus
bent his humble head in shame.Prince Urakan cried the Rudan, not the

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man on board alone, warlike leaderof his forces, as a prince and
chief, we won Kern by hiswarlike valor is of crowned kings. To
appear, Kern shall be crowned.Monarch nations sell dismandate. Here Fotody brought
the corn and treasure, golden coinand water jar on the throney seated Kern,

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famed in many a deathful war.Brahmans chanted sacred mantra which the Holy
Books ordained and anointed Kern monarch kingof Angus feared domain. And they raised
a red umbrella, and they wavedthe Jorifan blessings on the crowned monarch.

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Honor to the bravest man. Nowthe Holy Rites accomplished in his kingly robes
arrayed Kurn unto Prince Dourudan. Thus, in grateful accents, prayed gift of
kingdom good to Rudan. Speak atwelth thy noble heart, What return can
grateful Kurn harmly render on his part, grant thy friendship, cried to Ruthan,

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for no other boon I crave netherRthan's dearest comrade, be his helper,
true and brave be it. Soresponded Kern with a proud and noble
grace, and he sealed his loyalfriendship in a tear and fond and braves.

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Eighth, the chariot driver, wetto jumps of toil and languor lo
A chariot driver came loosely, hunghis can garments and the stuff of felt
his frame corn, now a crownedmonarch, to the humble chariot tear bent
his head steell moist to its wateras unto apparent tear with his canty clot.

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The driver sought his dusty feet tohide, and he hailed the gallant
Kern as his son and as hispride. And he clasped unto his bosom
crowned corn his noble head, andon Kern's dripping forehead, fresh and loving
tear Droff said, is his sonof chariot driver Thouts arose in Weam's mind,

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and he sought to humble Kern withreproachful words unkind wilt taou high descended
hero, which a crew crossed thybrand. But the gold of cattle drivers.
Better soothes my friend, thy handwilt taou as a crowned monarch,
cruel a mighty nation's wail, asthe jackals of the jungle sacrifice an offering,

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steel quivered currents leaves in anger ward. The one sir speak in none,
but a deep sigh shook his bosom, and he gazed upon the sun
nine close of the day, likea lordly tasker rising from a beauteous lotus

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lake rose do rudan from his brothers, proudly does to beam, spake with
such insult, seek not vim doesto cause a warrior grief bitter tons,
but ill befit the warlike tiger,rested chief, proudest chief may fight the
humblest, for like Reaver's noble course, noble deeds proclaimed a warrior, and

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we question not their sores. Teacher, drone, prist and warrior owns a
poor and humble birt creeper, noblestof God Thom. Spring it from the
lowly art known to me, thyline in his beam dying, and of
thy brother's fork. Amorous gods,your bart inspired, so they say,

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in days of yore, mark'd agreat and gallant carn tacked in rings and
weapons. Fair she dear breeds,not lordly tigers. In her poor and
lowly lair. Kurn comes to rulethe wide art, not fair ungle's dreams
alone, by his valor and hisweapons, by the homage which I own

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an. If prince or arm chieftaindoth my ward or deed gainsay, let
him take his bow and quiver meetme in a deadly fray. Loud applauses
greet the challenge and the people's joyfulcry. But the thickening shades of darkness
filled art and evening sky, andthe red Lamb's fitful lusher shone upon the

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field around slowly with the peerless Karnproud Douryuthan left the ground. Pondo's son
suit warlike drone marked the darksome clothesof the day, and it creep and
ud Vishma homeward silent, banned theirway. Urgin is the gallant victor,

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valiant Kern as one the day,Prince Douruthan is the winner. Various does
the people say by some secret signa prized Briton knew her gallant boy saw
him crowned King Avanga with a moder'ssacred joy and its greater joy. Durudan
fastened Kurne to his side, fearedno longer Urgin's proise Urgin's skills of arms

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and pride. Even Judisti reckoned Kernmighty warrior on the earth half misdoubted Urgin's
proise urgin skill and warlike world.And of book one, Book two,
Soyumber the bride's choice. The mutualjealousies of the princess increased from day to

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day, and when he dested,the eldest of all the princes and the
eldest son of the late Pandu,was recognized ere apparent. The anger of
do Ruthan and his brothers knew nobounds, and they formed a dark scheme
to kill the sons of Pandu.The sons of Pandu were induced with their
mother to pay a visit to adistant town called val Nawad. A house

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had been built there for their residents, constructed of inflammable materials. At the
appointed time, fire was set tothe house, but the five brothers and
their mother escaped the conflagration through asubterranean passage, retired into forests and lived
in the disguise of Brahmans. Incourse of time the heart of the approaching

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celebrations of the marriage of the vincesof Panchao, an ancient kingdom in the
vicinity of modern kannach All the monarchsof northern India were invited and the bride
would choose her husband from among theassembled kings according to the ancient Solemberg custom.
The five Sins of Pandu decided togo amness the ceremony. The Posian

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translated in this book formed sections oneeighty four to one thirty nine of Book
one of the original text. Onejourney to Panchao. Not aritea son Sa
Pandu, wandering far from day today unto South Panchala's country, glad and
joyful held their way for when travelingwith their mother, so he chanced by

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will of faith, they were metby pious Brahmans bound for South Planchala state,
and the pure and holy Brahmans Hilthe youths of noble fame, asked
them whether the you journey from whatdistant land? They came from the land
of Wakachakra. Good it ish did, answered so with our incent murder traveling

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on to distant land. Suiko,how do you not the brahmins questioned in
Panchal's fair domain in Rupert, goodand gracious monarch dot a mighty feast ordain
to the festive land we journey Rupert'sbounteous gifts to share and to see the
samever of Panchal's Prince's fair human murdernever bore her human bosom, never fed

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from the altar sprang the maiden whosesumm noble prince would wear soft eyes like
lotus petal, sweet her tender jasmineform, and the maiden's stainless honor doth
her gentle soul in fall, andher brother mailed and armed with his bow
and arrows, dire radiant as theblazing altar sprang from sacrifice self fare,

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the sisters lender wasted tower to beauty, rich and rare, and like fragrance
of blue lotus perfumes. All thesweetened air she will choose from noble suitters
gathered from the west and east.Bright and fair shall be the wedding,
Rich and bounteous be The feast kingswill come from distant regions, sacrificing wealth

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and gold. Stainless monarchs worsed inSestra pious heart and mighty souled, handsome
youths and noble princes from each nearand distant land carbon chieftains, bold and
skillful, brave of heart and stoutof hand. And to win the peerless
princess, they will scatter presents,rare food and milskind wealth and jewels,

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golden gifts and garments, fair noblegifts will take as brahmins bless to rite
to death some heart. Share thefeast so rich and bounteous, danis joyful,
mind's depart actors, mimes and tunefulminstrels, fair Panchal's cord wal trong,
famed reciters of Puran's dance, herskill and wrestler strong. Come with

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us the wedding witness. Share thebanquet, rich and ray. Please do
it. Gifts and noble presents toyour distant home. Repair dowad Ye are
to princely beauty like the radiant godsabove, even on you the partial princess,
misurrender heart and love. And thisyouth so tall and stall with mighty,

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armed, strong and bold, hemay win in feats of valor and
acquire muswells and gold. Be itso Yiddishti answered to Panchal Lu repair view
the wedding of the princess and theroyal bounty share. Thus the righteous sons
of Pandu, with the Brahmans tooktheir way, wherein south Panchal's kingdom mighty

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Drupet held his now the sinless saintLurichi deathless bath of deathless lay, herald
of the holy beadas Viasa stood beforetheir way, and the princess bowed unto
him and received his blessings kind byhis mandate to Panchal went it pleased and

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joyful mind. Jugaloots and silver watersround their silvan bathway lay. Halting at
eas wayside station, marched the princessday by day, stainless and intent ancestra,
fair in speech and pure in heart. Traveling slowly reached Panchal, saw
its spacious town and marred, sawthe fourth bajar and city, saw the

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spire and signing dome in a potter'sdistant cottage, met their humble, unknown
home, and disguised as pious Brahmans, sons of Pandu begged dear food.
People knew not Kuru's princess is thedwelling, poor and rude two the wedding
assembly to the helm son of panduUrgin, pride of Curu's race. Droupert

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longed to give his daughter peerless inher maiden grace and the mossy wood and
bending. Droupert made a stubborn bow, saving urgent prince or chieftain might not
bend the weapon low, and hemade the whirling discus, hung it beneath
the open sky, and beyond thewhirling discus placed a target far and high.

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Who strings this bow? Said Rupert, hid the target in his bride
through the high, uncircling discus,Who in Spancharl's princely bride? And they
spake the monarch's mandate. In thekingdoms near and far, and from every
town and country, princess came,and chiefs of war came the pure and

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saint Lurici's for to bless the holyrite. Came the Cruse with brave curn
in their pride and matchless mind.Brahmans came from distant regions with their sacred
learning blast. Drupert, with aroyal welcome, greeted every honored guest.
Not a festal day approached, gatheringman with Olsen's voice filled the wide and

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circling stages to behold the maiden's choice. Royal guests and princely suitors came in
pomp of wealth and pride. Carbonchieftains and main doarriors came to win the
beauteous pride. Noticed on festive city. The enclosed level ground many a dome

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and stately palace, cunning builders builtaround and by moat and walls, surrounded,
pierced by gait and arched door bya canopy of splendor. Was the
red field covered over Now the festivetrumpets sounded, and the censor fragrance length
sprinkled chundans spread its coolness. Redswere hung of sweetest descent all around,

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where swan white mansions, lofty domesand turrets, high like the pegs of
white kailash, glaving through the azuresky, sparkling games. The chambers lided
golden nets, the windows laced spacioustairs so wide and lofty, where with
beauteous carpets grazed, rich festoons andgraceful garlands gently waved like streamer SKay,

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and the swan like silver mansions clintedin the light. Of day gates below
were tronded. People far above thechambers lay with their lofty gilded turrets,
like the peaks of himlay in theseholes in pride and splendor, dwelt each
rich and royal guest, fired bymutual immolation and incostly jewels, dressed,

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decked and perfumed. Set these rulers, mighty, armed, rich in fame,
lion monarch's noblenes, dan chiefs ofpure and spotless name, pious to
Mighty Brahma, and their subjects soapand stay, loved of all for noble
actions, kind and virtuous in theirsway. Now the festal day approach it

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like the heaving of the main searchthe ranks of gathered nations over the wide
and spacious plain, Pandu's sons inguise of Brahmans, mixed with Brahmin's worst
in lore mark proud Rupert's wealth andsplendor, gazing wondering ever more done,
Sir, charm the gathered people,Singers sing, and actors play. Fifteen

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days of festive splendor, greet theconcourse, rich and gay tree, the
bread, sound, the drum andvoice, the sunka brightly dawns the bridal
day, fresh from morning's pure ablutions, comes to bride in garments gay and

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her golden bridal garland carries on hergraceful arm, softly, sweetly steeps droperly,
Queen of every weaning chow. Thena Brahman vaused in mantra. Ancient
priest of lunar rays lights the firewith pious offerings, seeks its blazings and
its grace, whispered words of benediction, Saints and holy man repeats guns and

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trumpet's voices. Silent Hurst, thelofty war drum, speed and dear reigns
his solemn silence and in stately pompand pride. Drupert's son leads forth his
sister fair Panchal's beauteous pride in hisloud and lofty accents like the distant thunderous

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sound. Rupert's son, his fatherSushus, thus proclaims to all around mark
dis bow assembled monarchs, and thetarget hung and high through yon whirling Peer's
discuss let, five glistening arrows fly, whose a born of noble lineage,
hits the far suspended aim, lethim stand and as his garden. Trupert's

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beauteous maiden claim. Then it hauntsunto Droopody, tells its prince and Sweter's
name, tells his race and loftto lineage, and his warlike deeds of
fame. Four the suitters Brave theRthen and his brothers, Princess of the

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kuruland Kern, proud and peerless archersister seek Thy noble hand and Gandh's warlike
Princess, Vulger's Monarch true and Bold, and the son of Mighty Drona,
all bedegged in James and Gold.King and Prince from much A Kingdom graced

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his noble wedding feast. Monarchs fromold distant regions north and south and west
and east Tamrilipt and Kalinga on theEastern Ocean wave put in Sport, whose
hardy children Western Ocean's dangerous Brave fromthe distant land of Madra Carbone Monarchs Celia

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came, and from the worker's seeGod regions Valdeb known to fame. Valdev
and his brother Krishna sprung from Yedou'sRays of the Britshni clan descended soul of
truth and righteous grace. This ismighty Jadrath, come from Sindhu's sounding shore,

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famed for warlike feats of valor,famed alike for sacred lore. This
is fair Kocial's monarch, whose brightdeeds are heralds seen from the stard is
soul of Shady Sisupau, peerless king. This is mighty jarasand come from far
Muggat's land. These are other princelySueter's sister, eager for thy hand.

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All the wide arts are like rulersseek to shoot the distant aim. Princess
whoso hits the target chooses thine,that prince of fame. Dick to jewels,
young and valiant, all a flamewith soft desire, conscious of dewolt
and valor. All the suitters rosein ire, nobly, born of lofty

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presence, full of young arnelding pride, like the Tusker's wild and lordly on
Himalaya's wooded side. Each his rivalmarks as foreman as in field of deadly
strife, its regards to fair Dropadyas his own his queenly wife on the
gaugeous field, together by a maddeningpassion fired and the strife as stroke the

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bright gods when by whom's love inspired, and the gods in cloud bone chariots
came to view the scenes so fair, bright adityas in their splendor, maroots
in the moving air, winged supernas, scaly nagas they valises pure and high

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for their music. Famed gundhervas ferabsurrasof the sky vaaldadeb armed at Ploucheer.
Krishna, chief of righteous fame,with the other year chieftains, stood that
wondrous bridal came. Krishna marked thesons of Pandu, eager for the queenly

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breathe like wild taskars for a lotus, like the fire that ashes hide,
and they knew the warlike brothers intheir holy Brahman guys pointed them to baladeb
gazing with a glad surprise. Butthe other chiefs and monarchs, with their
eyes upon the bride marked nor newThe sons of Pandu, sitting speechless by

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their side, and the long armedsons of Pandu, smitten by Condorpu's dart,
looked on her with longing languor andwith loving passioned heart. Bright models
gaily crowding viewed the scene surpassing fairheavenly blosoms of descending with the perfume filled

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the air, bright, silely still, cars in concourse sailed upon the cloudless
sky. Gumman flute and hop andtabor sounded deep and sounded high. Five
trial of skill aproch one by one, the sweeters marking steel, the distant
aim, mighty monarchs, gallant princes, chiefs of proud and warlike fame,

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decked in golden crown and necklace,uninflamed by pride and love, stoutly strove
the eager sweaters, viewing all thetarget above, strove to string the weapon,
vainly to unbending was the bow slightlybent, rebounding quickly laid the gallant
princess low strove the handsome sweeters,vainly daked in jam and barnished gold raft

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of diadam and necklace fell its chiefand warrior, bold raft of golden crown
and garland. Shamed and humbled intheir pride, groaned, the sweeters,
in their anguish, sought no more. Pancharle's bride, a ro's kern,
peerless archer, proudest of the archer'she and he went then strung the weapon,

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fixed the arrows gallantly stood like Suriain his plundor, and like Augne
in his flame. Ponder's sons interror, whispered carn sure must hit the
aim, but in proud and queenlyaccents, Rupert's quillly doped, said Monarch's
daughter Bornikshetria, Southa's son, Iwill not wedd kurn Hart at crimson forehead

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left the emprise almost done, left, the bow already circled, silent,
gazed upon the sun approse Jade's Haftymonarch, mightiest of the monarchs he other
kings had failing glorious Sizopal stood forthfree, farming hard and fixed in papose,

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banded of unbanding bow vainly for theboar bounding. Laid the hafty monarch
low apros study Jardacunde far Margot's mightychief Haltabou, and stood undaunted, tall
and stately as a leave. Butonce more the boar bounded fell the monarch
in his same left in haste Panchal'smansions for the region. Whence he came

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our Prosla, king of Mardra,with his wondrous skill and might, faltering
on his knees, descending fell insteadin glorious plight. Thus each monarch fell
and faltered Mary, whose spurs wentaround, and the sound of stifful laughter
circled round the festive ground. Sixthe disguised urgent hushed the merry sound of

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laughter hastes suitor in his shame.Urgent, godlike son of Pitha, from
the ranks of Brahman's came GUIs,dispressed, serene and holy, fair as
Indra's rainbow bright. All the Brahminsshook their deer skins cheered him in their
heart's delight. Some there where itssad misgivings, heard the sound of joyous

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cheer, and their minds were strangelyanxious, whispered Mama Speck, dear fear
wondrous bow which sisupal my desilia couldnot strain jarassuned, fail for prowess strove
to bend the string in vain canneBrahman, weak by nature and in warlike

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arms, untrained, wilt a bowwhich crowned monarchs long our chieftains have not
strained. Sure the Brahmin boy infolly, dere's a foolish, thoughtless teeth
shame emidst the strong of monarchs.Shall it be the brahmin's mead youth in
youthful pride or madness. Will afully samprised there sasor man should stop his

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rashness, and a brahmin's honor's pairshame. He will not bring unto us
Other brahmins made reply. Rather,in the strong of monarchs, rich,
renowned and honor high like a tusker, strong and stately like Himalaya's touring crest,
stands unmoved. The youthful brahmin,ample shouldered deep in chest land like

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his kit, is agile and determine. This is a trust me he can
do an emprise who had lovedy willto dare he will do. The feat
of valor will not bring disgrace andstain. Nor is task in all this
wide art which a brahmin tries invain holy man subsist on wild fruits,

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in the strength of pan of strongspare in form in spirit. Might hear
tan the mightiest warlike trom asks notif it is right or foolish. When
a brahmin tries his faith, ifit leads to woe or glory, fatal
fall or fortune, Great son ofRizzi Jamodagami waffled kings and chieftains high and

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Augustius stainless rishy drained the boundless oceandry. Let this young and daring Brahman
undertake the warlike deed. Let himtry and by his prowess in the victor's
noble mead. While the Brahmans deep, evolving hopes and timid fears express by

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the boat, the youthful Urchin stoodunmoved, like mountain crest, silent round
the wondrous weapon tries the mighty warriorwind to the Lord of Gods is Sana,
in a silent prayer. He bentned. Then the bow which gathered warriors

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vainly tried to bend and strain,and the monarchs of the wide art sought
to string and wield in vain godlikeUrgin born of Indra, filled with Vishnu's
matchless might, bent a wondrous bowof rupert fixed. The shining dots arrived
through the disk. The signing arrowsfly with strange and hissing sound, heat

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and pierced the distant target, bringit thundering on the ground. Shouts of
joy and loud applauses did the mightyfeet declare heavenly blossoms of descended heavenly music
trilled the air, and the Brahminsshook their dear schemes, but each irritated
Chief in a lowly muttered whisper,spake his rising rays, and grief sunk

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his note and voice of trumpet.Urgun's glorious deed prolong birds and heralds chanted
his praises in a proud and deathlesssong. Drupert in the Brahman's mantle knew
the hero proud and brave against therage of beaffeled suitors, sought the gallant

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prince to save with his twin bornyoungest brothers left jidisty peaceful good we marked
the gathering tempest, and by gallantUrgent stood like a queen. The beauteous
maiden smiled upon the archer, brave, flung on him the bridal garland and
the bridal robe. She gave Urginby his skill and prayers. One Punchall's

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princess bride. People shouts, andBrahman's blessings sounded joyful far and wide.
Seven the tumult spake the suitters angershaken like a forest, tempest torn as

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Bancho's courteous monarch came to greet aBrahman born. Shall he, like the
grass of jungle trample us in hoftypride, prepratting prist and Brahman wed the
proud and peerless bride to our hopeslike nourished sapling. Shall he now the
fruit deny monarch proud who insults monarchs? She aw a traitor's that shall die

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honor for his rank we know nothave no mercy for his age, perish
foe of crowned monarchs, victim toour righteous rage. Hath he axed us
to his palace, favored us withroyal grace, visited us with princely bounty,
but to compass our disgrace and disconquers of great monarchs glorious like a

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heavenly and doth he find no lightlysweeter for his beauteous daughter's hand, And
this right of cyber sore sacred lawsobtain. He is for warlecksha trias only
priests, that customs shall not stain. If this maiden onibrapen casts her eye
devoid of shame, let her expeeat her folly in a pyre of blazing

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flame, leaved a pristling in hisfolly sinning tree Brahmin's greed. For we
wage no word Brahmins, and forgivea foolish deed. But she war to
holy Brahmins, for our realm andwealth and life. Blood of prist or
wise Preceptor shall not stain our noblestrife in the blood of sinful Drupet.

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We the righteous laws maintain such disgracein future ages. Monarchs shall of meat
again speak the Sweeter's tiger, hearted, iron handed, bold and strong,
fiercely bent on blood and vengeance,blindly rose the maddened tron On they came,

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the angry monarchs, armed for cruel, vengeful strife. Drupert miidst the
Holy Brahmins, trembling, fled forfear of life, like wild elephants of
jungle, rushed the kings upon theirfoes. Calm and stately, stalwart Viam
and the gallant Urgent rose with awilder rage. The monarchs viewed these brothers,

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crossed their path, rushed upon thedaring warriors, for to slay them
in their red weaponless was noble Vim, but in strength like Lightning's brand,
tore a tree with peerless prowse shookit as a mighty end, and the
full compelling warrior held the maze ofliving ool, strong as death, with

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deadly weapons, facing all his foes. He stood urgent too, which godlike
valor stood unmold, his bow inhand. Side by side, the dauntless
brothers faced the fierce and fiery band. Eight Krishna to the rescue. Krishna

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knew the sons of Pandu, thoughin robes of Brahmans, dressed to his
elder baldave. Thus his inner thoughtsexpressed marked at yot with bow and arrow
and with lion's lordly gate. Heis Helmut wearing urgent. Greatest warrior meets
the great mark his mate with threeuprooted how emits the sweeter band save the

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tiger rested wham. None can claimsuch strength of hand, and the youth
with eyes like Lotus, he wholeft the court ruhile he is pious soldidistyr
man without a sin or guile,and the others by idistr Pando's twin born
sons. A day with his sons, darighte Sprita escaped death and danger lay

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for the jealous, fierce do Juthandarkly skimmed their death by fire, but
the righteous son Sapandu escaped his unrelentingeye. Christna rose amidst the monarchs,
strove the tumult to appease, andunto the angry suitors, spake in words
of righteous peace. Monarchs bowed toKrishna's mandate, left Pancharl's festive land.

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Urgent took the beauteous princess, gentlylaid her by the hand, and of
book two, Book three Rajasuir theImperial Sacrifice. A curious incident followed the
bridle of Dropady. The five sonsSapandu returned with her to the potter's house,

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where they were living on alms accordingto the custom of Brahman's and the
brothers reported to their mother that theyhad received a great gift on that day
and joye the gift in common,replied their mother, not knowing what it
was, and as the mother's meantthat it cannot be disregarded, Dropad became

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the common wife after five brothers.The real significance of this strange lism is
unknown. The custom of brothers marryinga common wife prevails to this day in
Tibet and among the hill tribes ofthe Himalayas, but it never prevailed among
the Aryan Hindus of India. Itis distinctly prohibited in their laws and institutes,

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and finds no sanction in their literatureancient or modern. The lezend in
the Mahavadad of brothers marrying a wifein common stands alone and without a parallel
in Hindu traditions and literature. Judgingfrom the main incidence of the epic,
Dropade might rather be regarded as thewife of the eldest brother Yudister Wema had

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already madd himself to a female ina forest, by whom he had a
son, Kathodkuch, who distinguished himselfin war. Later on, Arjin too
married the sister of Krishna shortly afterDropadi's bridle, and had by her a
son, a Vimenu, who wasone of the heroes of the war.
On the other hand, yidishtyrituk tohimself no wife save Dropathy, as he

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was crowned to Judistr in the Ajesuaor Imperial Sacrifice. Notwithstanding the leason.
Therefore, Dropody might be regarded aswedded to Jutistir, though won by the
scale of Urjin, and this assumptionwould be in keeping within the customs and
laws ancient and modern. The jealousDidudan heard that his contrivance to kill his

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cousins at Valnabad had failed. Healso heard that they had found a powerful
friend in Dropad and had formed analliance with him. It was no longer
possible to keep them from their rightfulinheritance. The poor kingdom was accordingly powerceledd
Urutan retained the eastern and richer portionwith its ancient capital as Sinopur and the

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Ganges, and the sons Sapandu weregiven the western portion of the Germanah,
which was dan A forest and thewilderness the Sun. Sapandu cleared the forest
and built a new capital in repressed, the supposed ruins of which near modern
Delhi are still pointed out to thecurious traveler Yodistir. The eldest of the

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five sons, Sapandu, now kingof Interpressed, resolved to perform the Rajasuya
sacrifice, which was a formal assumptionof the imperial title over all the kings
of ancient India. His brothers wentout with troops in all directions to proclaim
his supremacy over all surrounding kings.Jeacanth, the powerful and semi civilized king

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of magad or South Beihar, opposedand was killed, but other monarchs recognized
the supremacy of Judis and came tothe sacrifice which tributes. King Tritashtra and
his sons, now reigning at Hastinapur, were politely invited to take a share
in the performance of the sacrifice.The potion translated in this book forms sections

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thirty three to thirty six and sectionforty four of book two of the original
one. The assemblage of Kings ancienthalls of Praudhastna mirrored bright on Gangha's wave.
Detre came, the son of PanduYoung Nakol, true and brave,

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came to ask Astina's monarch, chiefof Kuru's royal race, to party in
is jus banquet and his sacrifice tograce. Tretashtra came in gladness unto Drapresta's
town, marked its noble tower andturret on the edge. Yur Yeomna Fraun
with him came preceptor of Kripa.The ancient Vishima Cai elders of the race

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of Kuru chiefs and Brahmans known tofame. Monarchs came from distant regions to
party the holy riot. Warlike chiefsfrom court and castle in the arms a
cortrad bride Shatriyas came with ample tributefor the holy sacrifice, pressous gems and

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costly jewels, golden gifts of untoldprize. Proud Durudan and his brothers came
in fair and friendly guise with theancient Kuru monarch and Thedur good and wise
with his son came Brave Subal fromGandhar's distant land. Carbon Celia Pierliskirn came

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with Bowen's pear and brand came theprist and proud preceptor. Drona, skilled
in arms, and lore Jadrath,faint forvalor, came from Sindhu's sounding shore.
Drupet came with gallant princes from Pancha'sland of fame. Salvolord of Alter
Nations to the mighty gathering cave.Wagadata came in chariot from the land of

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Nations. Brave prak jodis where thered sun wakes on Brahmaputra's wave. With
him came untutored glasses, who besidethe ocean dwell Uncle chiefs of dusky nations
from the lands where mountains swell,came brad Matsiu's monarch and his warlic sons

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and bold Sisupal, king of Cheddi, would his son bedecked in gold.
Came the Warlach chiefs of Brishni fromthe shores of western Sea, and the
lords of maddadish Eva warlik Evarfrie twofeast and sacrifice. Yamunah's dark and limpid

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waters leave to his tier's palace wallsand to hail him. Their miraj monarchs
chroned royal halls, he to honoredkings and chieftains, which a royal grace
assigned palaces with sparkling waters and withtrees ambraceous line on a us. The
mighty monarchs leaved in mansions milky whitelike the pigs of famed Klash, lifting

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proud their snowy, high, gracefulwalls that swept the meadows, circled round
the royal halls. Nets of goldblazed the casements. James betaked their shining
walls. Flights of steps led upthe chambers, many tinted carpet, grazed
and fastooning, fragrant garlands were harmoniousinterlaced far below, from spacious gateways rose

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the people's gathering cry, and fromfar the swan white mansions caught the ravished
gagor's eye, richly grazed with preciousmetals, shown the turrets bright and gay,
like the rich oed, shining turretsof the lofty heath. And the
scene bedaked by rishis and by priestsand kings of mith shown like azure sky

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in splendor raised by deathless sons oflight. Speak idishtir unto Vishma, elder
of the Kuru race, andto drawna proud preceptor reads in lore and warlike
grace. Speake to wise preceptor,creeper vast in sacred rights of old,
to do Judan and his brothers,honored guests and kinsmen, bold friends and

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kinsmen, grant your favor and yoursweet affection. Land, May your kindness
ever helpful, Poor Dstri's right attentas your own command, my treasure,
costly gifts and wealth untold to thepoor and to the woody scatter free by
James and gold speaking. Thus hemade his Dicshah and to holy walk inclined,

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to his friends and to his kinsmen, all their various tasks assigned Proud
Dussasan in his bounty, spread therich and some SOA's feast. Dronah's son,
with due devotion, greeted Saint andholy Priest Sanjai with a regal honor,
welcomed King and chief of might Vishma, and the pious Dronah watched the

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sacrifice il ride creeper guarded wealth andtreasure, gold and gems of untold prize,
and at presence unto Brahman's sanctified thesacrifice Tritashtra, old and sightless through
the scene of gladness. Trade witha careful hand. The do roldomity caused.

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Afraid, proud Duyudhan took the tributewhich the chiefs and monarchs paid pious
Krishna unto Brahman's honor and Obegian's maid. It was a gathering, fair and
wondrous on Fairyemunah's sacred soul tributes inthousand nishkahs. Every willing monarch bore costly

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gifts, proclaimed the homage of eachprince of warlike might, chieftains white with
rival chieftains to assist the holy rite. Bright immortels robed in sunlight sailed across
the liquid sky and their glaming cloudbone chariots rested on the turret's high.

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Hero monarchs holy Brahmins filled the halls, bedecked in gold, white rook prists
adept in mantra mingled with the chieftain'sbold and amidst the scene of spandor,
pious hearted, pure and good likethe sinless gun varun gentle, souled judis
tear stood six bright fires, judystrinlighted. Offerings made to gulls above,

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gifts un to the poor and lowlyspaked the monarch's boundless love. Hungry men
were fed and fisted with an amplefeast of rice, costs, gifts to
holy Brahmans, grace the noble sacrificeeither Ajaya home offerings pleased the shining ones

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on high. Brahmans pleased its costlypresence with their blessings filled the sky tree.
Glimpses of the truth dawned the dayof Afishaikh proud anointment, sacred bad
crowned kings and larned Brahmans crowded onYidistir's pants, and as God's on heavenly

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richies trong in Brahmha's mansions, pride, holy priests and noble monarchs crest the
inner sacred side, measureless dear fameand virtue, great deir panners and their
power, And in converse, deepand larned Brahmans past their radiant hour and

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on subjects great and sacred, ofdivided in their thought, where sages,
in their wisdom, various diverse maximsstart. Weaker regions seemed the stronger.
Faultless regions often failed. Keen disputants, like the falcon, fell on views
their rifles held. Some were versedin laws of duty, Some the holy

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vows professed somewhat close and varied commentstill his larned rival pressed bright. The
concourse of the Brahmans unto sacred larninggiven like the conquours of the bride stars
in the glorious vault of heaven.None of impure cast and conduct trespassed on

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the holy side. None of impurelife and manners stay in dutistics sacred right.
They very she saintly nodded marked thesacrificial right, sanctifying by its lusture
good it is to its royal mind, and the ray of heavenly wisdom lid
the his inner eye, as hesaw the gathered monarchs in the conquerors,

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proud and high. He had heardfrom live Celesteel in the heavenly Mansion's bride.
All these kings were god incarnate portionsof celestial light, and he saw
in them embordered beings of the uppersky. And in Loda, said Krishna,
saw the highest of the high,saw the ancient Narayon great creations,

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primal cows, who had sent thegods as monarchs to offold His righteous laws,
battle for the cause of virtue,perish in a deadly war, then
to seek their upper mansions in theradiant reams Afar Narayan, World's preserver,
sent immortal gods on art. Hehimself, in rays of Ydu, had

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assumed his mortal bird, like themoon among the planets born in Brishny's noble
clan, He whom bright gods randthe worship naraan son of Man, primal
cause and self created. When isdone his Patha was high narro Unlea's immortals

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to their dwelling in the sky,such bright glimpses of the secret flashed upon
his inner side, as in loftycontemplation. N'ath gazed upon the right.
For the Arguer outspeak Fisma to Ydstyr, Monarch of this white domain, honor

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due to crowd monarchs, doth oursacred law, daign argur, to the
wise, preceptor, to the kinsman, and to priest, to the friend,
and to the scholar, to theking, as lord of feast.
Unto these is due the Arguer.So our holy reeds have said. Therefore
to these kings assembled, be thehighest honor paid. Noble, Are these

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crowned monarchs radiant like the noonday sun, to the noblest first in virtue,
be the foremost honor done? Whois noblest Kotu dishtr in this galaxy of
fame, who of jeeves and crownedmonarchs, thought of foremost honor? Claim?
Pondering, spake the ancient Vishma inhis accents, deep and clear,

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greatest midst, the great is Krishna, chief of man without appear, meets
these monarchs, pure in lustre,purest heart than most high, like the
radiant sun. Is Krishna meets theplanet sob the sky. Sunless climes are
warmed to wordure by the Sun's returningray. Winless wests surwake to gladness when

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reviving bridges play. Even so,the rajaswire this die sacrifice shell ride owes
its sanctity and splendor, unto Krishna'sholy man face must spake, and Sad
observed his mandate quick as heart,and the Urga duly flavored unto peerless Krishna

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brought Krishna trained in rules of virtue. Then the often Argia took darkened Sizopal's
forehead and his frame in tramor shookTirishti and tu vishm Taunce the chief his
flaming eyes to the great and honoredKrishna. Sisupal wrathful cries five Sisupal's pride

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not to brisk this uncrowned hero,should his reverence be paid meetst his mighty
crowned monarchs in their kingly pomp parade, I will be seems the good ad
ishtr Royal Pandu's Riteya son homage toan uncrowned chieftain, to the lowly honor
done. Pandu's sons are yet untutoredand hissnology, yet unblessedest, knowing which

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my blessed to wisdom, had therules of courts transgraced, learned in the
laws of duty, he had seemedfrom partial love, conscious rich of rules
of honor. Doth our deeper hatredmove in this strong of crowned bonarts,
ruling kings, varietyous fame. Canthis uncrowned Rishni chieftain foremost rank and honor

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claim dot He as a sage andelder, claim the homage to him done
she or his father. But Sudebhad his claims before his son. Doth
he, as it is to skinsmancount as foremost and the best royal rupert
by alence, surely might the claimcontest? Doth he, as a vice

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preceptor, claim the highest foremost placewhen the great preceptor drona dot his royal
mentioned grace unto Krishna as Rishi shouldbe foremost rank given Saint Libyasa claims the
honor weddigbad inspired by heaven unto Krishna, Sudi render honor for his warlike fame.

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Thau O Vishma, that subduer surelymight precedents claim unto Krishna for his
knowledge. Should the noble prize weyield, Drona's son, unmatched in learning,
surely might contest the field. GreatDuryathan, mister princess stands alone without
a peer, creeper priest of royalcruz, holiest of all priests. Here

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archer, current, braver, archernundiries of mortal birth. Karan lant his
arms from Rama, he who sleaevethe king Sabat wheref Then to unknown Krishna
render we this homage free, saintlypriest, nor vist preceptor. King no
Formo's chief is he six sisufars falltiger hearted Sizupal speak in anger, stam

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and hi calm unto him. Chrishnaanswered, but light was in his eye,
least o chiefs and righteous monarchs froma daughter of our race, evil
distance, Sizupal doth his noble lineustrays spite of wrong and frequent outrage,

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spite of insult, often flung.Never in his heart had Krishna sought to
do his Kinsmandra. Once I wentto eastern regions, Sisupal like a foe
burnt my far famed sipot Dwarka laiddamat and temple low. Once on Voja's
trusting monarch, faithless Sisupal fell,slew his men and threw him captive in

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his castle's dungeon cell. Once forhol A Samed Wassudev sent his teeth.
Sizopal stole the judger so stop therighteous deed. Once on saintly Bavru's concert,
pious, hearted, pure and just, Sisupal fell in madness, forced

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the lady to his last. OnceBissal's beauteous princess went to seek her husband's
side. In her husband's garb,disguised, Sisophal clapped the bride. This
and more had Krishna suffered for hismother is our king. But the sickening
tailor pellet, and he added,seemed to see one more tale of sin

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I mentioned by his imperious passion firedto my saintly wife Rukmini. Sizopal had
aspired as the low borne seeks thebada, soiling it with impure breath.
Sisupal sought my concert, and hisrighteous doom is dead. Krishna spake.

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The rising red blood speaks each angryhero's shame shame for Chad's in PA's actions
grief for Sisupal's fame. Loudly lovedproud Sisupal spake with a bitter taunt,
and Jier answered Christia's lofty manus withdisdain and cruel sneer. Wherefore, and

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this vast assembly does proclaim thy taleof shame. If thy wedded wife and
consort did inspire my full flame,doth a man of sense and honor blessed
her to wisdom? And with pridedoes proclaim his wedded concert was Anaer's loving
bride. Do divorced, or ifby anger or by weak forbearance led Sisupal

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seeks no mercy, Not doth Christna'sanger dread lowered Christna's eye and forehead,
and unto his hands there came fataldisk, the dread of sinners, disk
that never missed its aim. Monarchsin this hall assembled Krishna, in his
anger, cried after had Jadeus inpierce Monarch Krishna's noble raised the fire fond

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to his pious murder, plighted wardand trot was given Sizophal's hundred follies would
by Krishna before given. I havekept a plighted promise, But his crimes
exceeded the tale, and beneath thismangeful weapon, Sizopal now shall quail.
Then the bright and whiling discuss asdis mandate, Krishna said, fell on

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in pier Sizopal from his body,smote his head, felt the mighty armed
monarch like a thunder or even rocksevered from the parent mountain by the ball's
restless shook, and his soul becleaned or passions came forth from its mortal
shroud like a radiant sun in splendorfrom a dark and mantling cloud. Unto

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Krishna, gold and gracious, likea leerid sparga flame chestened of its scene
and anger, Sisipal's spirit came reindecence, incopious torrents quickly relightnings fly, and
a wide out feels a chammer.Restless hunters shake the sky. Various feelings

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await the Monarch's as they stand inharsh damaze mutely in those speechless moments on
the life lace warrior cage. Somethere are who seek their weapons, and
their nervous fingers shake, and theirlips they bite in anger, and their
frames in tram or quake. Othersin their inmost bosom welcome Christna's riteous deed

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look on that of Sisuphal as asinner's proper mead Rashiz blazed the deed of
Krishna. As they went their variousways. Brahman's pure and pious hearted chander
righteous Christna's praise sad it is teargentle hearted. Thus, unto his brother's
said funeral rites and regal honors beperformed unto the dead tediously. His faithful

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brothers then performed each pious rite honorsdue to Jady's monarch, to his rank
and peerless mind Sissopoul's son deceded inhis mighty father's place, and which holy
Avyshaikh hailed him king of Jady's race. Seven yid ish Tyr Emperor thus removed

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the helpless Hindrance. Now the holysacrifice was performed as joyant splendor and with
gifts of golden rise. God likeKrishna watched benignly with his bow and diskan
maze, and it distill close thefisting with his kindliness and grace. Brahman
sprinkled holy water on the empire's riteouslord. All the monarch's made of aisance,

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speaking sweet and graceful word born ofrace of Azimada, thou hast spread
thy father's fame, rising by thenative virtue. Thou hast one a mightier
name and hist right. Unto thystation, doth a holier grace and steel,
and thy royal grests and kindness,all our hope and wishful feel grant

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us, king of mighty monarchs.Now unto our rooms, we go emperor
over early rulers, blessings and thygrace bestow good. It is died to
the monarchs, parting grace and honor'spaid and unto his duteous brothers, does
the loving kindness say it to ourfeast. These noble monarchs came from loyal

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love de bear far as confines oftheir kingdoms with them. Let our friends
repair, and his brothers and hiskinsmen dutiously his hest obey. We each
parting guests and monarch journey on thehome word Wai origin. When sweet high
soult Rupert fain for lo the warlikegrace twisted the mote Biddad monarch of the

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much series vehem on the ancient Vishma, and then Korus King doth wid Sadi
waits and Drona great in arms andvirtue great which gandharvas warlike monarch brave Nichol
holds his way other chiefs with othermonarchs, where their distant kingdoms lay lust

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of all it is TIR's kinsmen riteousKrishna fain would part, and unto the
good that Istyr opens does his joyfulheart done this glorious rajasure, joy and
proud of Koru's race, grant offriend to see God Dwarka Krishna. Now
his steps must trace be thy grace. And b thay Veale said, it

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still does replies be Thy presence.Noble Krishna. I performed this high emprize
by thy all, subduing glory.Monarchs bore it his deer sway, came
with gifts and costly presents, cametheir tributes rich to pay. Must thou
part my uttered accents may not bethe friend to go in di absence vain

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were empire and this life were fullof war. Yet thou prettest, sinless
Krishna, dearest best beloved friend,unto darkas seast mansions Christna, must his
footsteps spend then unto yeti Isti's motherpious heart at Christna highs and in excellence

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love inspiring. Thus to ancient Preetacries regal fame and righteous glory. Crown
thy sons reverd Dame Joydee in theirpeerless prowess, in their holy, spotless
fame made thy son's success and triumpha rerewidowed mother's heart grand believe a noble

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lady. For to Dwarka, Idepart from it his tears quint dropody,
pug the thief with many a tear, and from our June's wife Suvadra,
Christma's sister, ever dear, thenit trites some due ablutions to the gods
are offerings made. Christs repeat theirbenedictions for the righteous Christmas said, and

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his faithful chariot driver brings his falconbannered car like the clouds, in massive
splendor and resistless in the war.Pious Christner mounts the chariot, fondly,
greets his friends, once more leavesblue Gemunah's sacred waters for his Dwarker's dear
loved sore stealing his teer and hisbrothers. Sad and sore and grieved at

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heart, followed Christna's moving chariot forthey could not see him. Proud Christna
stopped once more his chariot and hisparting blazing scafe. Thus the Chief,
with eyes of Lotus, spake inaccents, calm and brave king of man,
with sleepless watching. Ever god thykingdom flare like a father, tend

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thy subjects with a father's love andcare. Be unto them, like the
range of nourishing, the tasty ground, be unto them, tree of shelter,
shading them from heat. Around likethe blue sky, ever banding be
unto them. Everkind, free frompride and free from passion, ruled them

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with a virtuous mind, spake andleft the saintly Krishna, pure and pious
hearted chief said it. His cheerwended homeward, and his heart was filled
with grief. And of Book three, Book four, Dude, the fellow

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Dirudan came back from the imperial sacrifice, feeled duty jealousy against Ittistir, and
devised plans to effect his fall.Sakuni, Prince of Gandhar, shared Deludhan's
hatred towards the sons of Pandu andhelped him in his dark scheme. It
is here with all his piety andrighteousness had one weakness, the love of
gambling, which was one of thevisiting scenes of the monarchs of the day.

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Sakuni was an expert at false dyes, and the challenged to Tishtir,
and it is here held it apoint of honor not to decline such a
challenge. He came from his newcapital in Repressed to Hastinapur, the capital
of Dourudan, with his mother andbrothers and robody, and as it is
still lost, came after game.He was stung with his losses, and
with the recklessness of a gambler,still went on with the feral game.

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His wealth and holded gold and jewels, his teeds, elephants and cars,
his slaves male and female, hisempire and positions were all staked and lost.
The madness increased, and it istheir stacked his brothers and then himself,
and then the fair droperty had lost. And thus the Emperor of Interpress

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and his family were deprived of everyposition on art and became the bond slaves
of Durudhan. The old king Detastrireleased them from actuous slavery, but the
five brothers retired to forests as homelessexiles. Portions of section sixty five and
the whole of section sixty nine,seventy six, and seventy seven of Book
two of the original text have beentranslated in this book. One drop thee

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in the council hall glassed on Ganga'slimpid waders, brightly shine Hasthina's walls.
Queen Dropoty duly honored leaves good inthe palace halls, but as deals a
lowly jackal in a lordly lion's den. Based diluth ensemble, Menial came to
proud dropaty scan pardon Empress quote Dominioroyal pandus Rtia's son lost his game and

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lost his reason. Empress, Thouarts tact and won. Prince Deludan claims
the lady and the victor beats me, say thou shalt serve him as his
vessel as his slave in Palacete.Have I heard Demanial rightly questioned she in
anguish keen thought A crowned king andhusband stake his wife and losey his queen

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deadminable lord and monarch sense and reasonlose at dice other stake he did not
wizar wed wife to sacrifice others takesare duly wizard. So he spake with
bitter groan, wealth and empire,every object which it is dere called his
own, lost himself and all hisbrothers bonds Menardo's Prince's brave. Then he

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stacked his wife and empress. ThouArt Prince Judan's slave rose the queen in
queenly anger, and with Oman's pride, she spake Hi demenial to thy master.
Queen Jopadi's answer, take if mylord himself a bondsman than had stacked
his queen and wife false mistake.For olds a bondsman neither wealth nor other's
life, slave can wes her wifenor children, and such action is undone.

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Take my vote to Prince de Luthan. Queen Jopedy is on one.
Wrathful was the proud Douruthan when heheard the answer bold to his younger.
While Dusassan this, his angry mandatetold, little minded is the menial,
and his heart in terror fails forthe fear of wrathful wem Lo his coward

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bosom quails Tau d Sassan bid theprincess as our humble slavey appear Pandu's sons
are humble bondsmen, and thy heartit wants no fear, fears the sassan
hard do mandate bloodshot was his flamingeye. Forth it to the inner chambers.
Did with eager footsteps high proudly saidthe fair Dropody, Monarch's daughter,

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Monarch's wife. Unto her that paysthe sassan spake the message in drive,
lorda said Panchal princess, fairly sticked, and one that came, come and
meet thy lord. To them chasethat mantling blush of shame serves as the
lords and masters be our beauteous,bright eyed sleigh, come unto the council

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chamber, wait upon the young andbrave brown Dropody shakes with tremor at the
Sassan's hateful sight, and she shadesher eye and hoarhead, and her bloodless
cheeks are white at his words.Her chaste hot sickens and with wild averted
eye, Auntie rooms where dwelt owomen, Queen Dropoty seeks to fly vainly

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spent the trembling princess, in herfear and in her shame, by her
streaming wavy tresses, fears the Sassenheld to day sacred looks with holy water
dew that rasas we arrived and bymantra consecrated fragrant, flowing rave and bright
bays. The Sassen, by thosestresses held a faint and flying queen,

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feared no more the suns of Pandu, nor their vengeance. Fierce and keen
dragged her in her sleeping garments byher long and trailing hair, and like
sapling tempest shakem wept and shook,the trembling, fair stooping in her shape
and anguish, pale with wrath andwoman's fear, trembling and in stifled accents.

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Thus she spake with streaming tear,lay me shamely sprints to Sassan,
elder's noble lords are here, canny, modest we headed woman. Thus,
in loose attire appear wain the wordsand soft entreaty which the weeping princess made
vainly to the gods and models.She in bitter, anguished, prayed ford
gruel words of insult. Still toSasan mocked her war loosely clad her void

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of clothing to the council hall,you go, slavens, fairly sticked and
conquered. Wait upon thy master's braveleave among our household mania, serve us
as our willing slave. Two dropof this plaint, lose, attired with
trailing tresses, came drop of theweak, and faith stood in the council

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chamber, tearful made her piteous plaintelders forced in holy suestra and in every
holy riot. Pardon if dropody cometsin this sad unseemly plight, stayed I
seinful deed to susan, nameless wrongsand insult, spare touch me, not
to it hands uncleanly sacred, thisomen's hair, honored elders, righteous nobles

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have won me protection, given tremblesenor seek no mercy from the wrathful gods
in heaven. Here in glory,son of the Herm seats my noble righteous
lord. Sin nor shame nor humanfrailty, Stay in seedy dear's deed or
word silent all, and will nochieftains rise to save a woman's life.

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Not a hand or voices lifted todefend a virtuous wife. Lost his curu's
righteous glory, lost his verat ancientname, lost this coutry as kingly proise,
whari like what and knightly fame.Wherefore else to curuer your stameley view
this impious seem Wherefore gleam not righteousweapons to protect an outraged queen fish?

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Had he lost his virtue drawn,had he lost his mind? Had some
owner of the curus ceased to battlefor the right? Wherefore are you mutant,
voiceless counselors of mighty fame, vacanteye and palsy drytrum watched his deed
of Koru's shame, tree, insultand vow of revenge spake dropody slender wasted,

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and her words were starn and high. Anger flamed it in her bosom,
and the tear was in her eye, And as sparkling speaking glounces fell
on Pandu's sons, like fire steeredin them a mighty passion, and the
thirst for vengeance dire lost their empire, wealth and fortune. The tile rect
day thought of all, but droppedhis pleading glouances like a poniard, smote

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them all darkly, frowned, ancientwish, wrathful drone beat his tongue failed,
The door marked with tanger insults ondrop at de flung fulsome old,
nor foul dishonor could their treathful utterancestain and the course to Sassan's action when
the herd dropped his plained but bravecurn to a warrior Arjun's deadly foe,

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was he against the humble sons ofPandu spake his corn thus bitterly, it
is no fault of dying fair princessfallen to this servile state. Wife and
son rule not their actions, othersrule their hapless faith Thai, it is
deir sold his bartright sold thee atthe empireus play, and the wife falls

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with the husband and her duty toobey. Leave Thou in this crew household,
do the Kuru prince's will serve themas thy lords and masters with thy
beauty please them. Still, fairone seek another husband who, in foolish,
reckless game will not take a lovingomen, will not cast her fort

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in shame, for thy censure nota woman when she is a menial slave.
If our Roman's fancy renders to theyoung and to the brave, For
the lord is not thy husband asa slave, he had no wife,
Thou art free with true her loverto enjoy a wedded life, they whom
at the somber choosier fair consal's bride. They have lost thee sweet dropathy,

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lost their empire, and their pridecame hot and quick and fiercely. Heaved
his bosom in his shame, andhis red glance fell kurn like a tongue
of wooderingqlame bound by elder's slightly promise, Vim could not smite in ire,
looked a painted form of anger,flaming with an anguished dire king. An

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elder uttered weim and his words werefew and brave, vain were wrath and
righteous passion in the soult and boundand slave would that son of chariot driver
fling on us diis insult keel haththou noble king and elder stack nor freedom
nor our Queen said it is dearherd in anguish band in shame. His

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lowly head, proud Druthan laughed intriumph, and in scornful accents, said,
speak it is dere for thy brothersown their elder's righteous way. Speak
for truth in the abided forto evermarks thy way, hadst thou lost thy
new built empire and thy brother's proudand brave hast, thou lost thy fair

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droperty, is thy wedded wife ourslave lip norray did move with his chair
hateful truthoud not deny karnlufed, butsaintly wishman wiped his old and manly eye.
Madness seized the proud douruthan and inflamedby passian Bays, sought the prince

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to stained droperty. With a deepand foul disgrace on the proud and peerless
woman. Cast his loving, lustfuleye, sought to hold the high born
princess as his slave. Upon hisknee, bem panned his rats no longer
lightning like his glance, he flung, and the ancient hall of Curus with
his thunder accents rung. May Inever reach those mansions where my fathers leave

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on high? May I never meetancestors in the bright and happy sky.
If death knee by which thou sinnestbeam breaks not in his ire in the
battles trade arena with his weapon,that wull dire red fire flamed on Weam's
forehead, sparkled from his angry eye, as from tough and knarled branches.

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Faster, crackling red sparks fly fourCheterostra's kindness hark within the sacred chamber,
where the priest is in white attirewith libationians morn and evening feed the sacrifice
of fire and over sacred rights ofHomer Brahman's gan der Mantra high. There

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is hurt the jackal's wailing and theraven's ominous cry. Wise widore knew that
Dormond and the Queen gandharry knew.Fish mamuttered swasti, swasti, a disportant,
strange and new drone, and preceptorCreeper uttered too, that holy world
spake her fears. The Queen guandhurry to her spouse and royal Lord Triterastra

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heard and trembled with a sudden holyfear, and his feeble accents quavered,
and his eyes were deemed by tearson do ludhin ever luckless, godless,
graceless, witless child, hast thou, Drupet's virtuous daughter thus insulted and reviled.
Hast thou quote death and danger fordestruction clouds our path may an old

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man's soft entreaties still avert this signof red, Slow and gently to drop
the was the sightless monarchlad and inkind and gentle accents. Unto her,
the old man said, noblest Empress, dearest daughter, good it is,
dear stainless wife, purest of thecruel ladies, nearest to my heart and

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life. Pardon wrong and cruel insult, and ever the wraths of heaven voice.
I wish and ask for blessing.Be my son's misdeed forgiven, answered
him, the fair dropody, monarchof the curu's life. For thy grace
and for their mercy. Every joyon art be thine, Since thou beidst

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me name my wishes. This theboon, I ask of thee, that,
my gracious lord, it is thereonce again be bondage free. I
have borne a child unto him,noble boy and fair and brave be he
prince of royal station, not theson of bond and slave. Let not
lie down, thinking children point tohim in utter's corn, call him slave,

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and thasuputre of a slave and bondsmenborn virtuous daughter have dioshes does dan
sent monarch cried, name a secondboon and blessing, and it shall be
gratified. Grant me then, O, grazious Father, mighty weem urgin brave
and the youngest twin born brothers.None of them may be a slave.

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With their arms and with their chariots. Let the noble princess freemen, let
them range the country, strong ofhand and stout of heart. Be it
so high, this tine princess ansienttritostra, cried nay manerer, bone and
blessing, and it shall be gratified. Foremost of my queenly daughters dearest,
cherished, and the best meeting.Thus, thy gentle Lucius, now I

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feel my house is blessed. Notso answered him the princess other boon,
I may not say, thou artbounteous and droperty should be modest, wise
and meek. Twice I asked,and twice you granted. And Ekshatriya asks
no more unto Brahmin's it is given, asking favors evermore. Now my lord

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and warlike brothers, from their hatefulbondage freed, seek their fortune by their
prowess and by brave and virtuous deed. Five the banishment. Now it is
here raft of empire, far fromkinsmen, heart, and home with his

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wife and fatal brothers. Master's houselessexciles Rome, parting blessings speak. It
is here, elder of the Kuruleon, noble grandshire, stainless fishmen made thy
glorious ever shine, drone prist andgreat preceptor, saintly creep are true and
brave Curus Monarch Treterastra made the God'sthy empire save good Widore, true and

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faithful, made thy virtue, servedthee well, warlike suns up Teterastra,
let me bid you all farewell.So he speck unto his kinsmen wishing good
for evil done, and in silentshame, they listened, parting words they
uttered none painted heart was good Widore, and he asked, in sore distress,

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Audioplitha, whil she wander in thepathless wilderness, royal born, unused
to hardship, weak and long,unuse to roam, as it is thy
saintly mother, Let fair Pritha stayat home, and by all beloved respected
in my house, shall preta duelltill your ears of exile over ye shall

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greet her safe and well, answeredhim. The sons of Pandu, be
it even as you say unto us, thou art father, wi thy sacred
will obey give us then thy holyblessings, friend and father. Ere we
part, blessings from the true andrighteous, praised of people fainting heart,

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speak the door, pious hearted,best of forrats ancient race. Let me
bless thee and thy brothers, soulsof truth and righteous grace. Fortune brings
no will to mortals who may winby wicked, while sorrow brings no shame
to mortals who are free from sinand guile. Thou a trained the laws

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of duty, origin is unmatched inwar, and on him in the battle
kindly shines his faithful star and thetwin's axel in wisdom. Born to rule
a mighty state, fair droperdy,ever faithful wins the smiles of fickal faith,
each which varied gifts, and outeach beloved of one and all,

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Ye shall wein a spacious empire,great or might. Here after fall tis
your exile good. It is herehe is ordained to serve your real He's
a trial and samadi for its chestens, but to heal. Mayro taught three
righteous maxims. Where Himalay soars aboveand in Barnavat's forest, vias a toad

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the holy love from a preach thelaws of duty. Far on Rigu's lofty
heel Shambo showed the way where thoughttrisad. But his limpid reel fell from
lips of Saint Asita. Words ofwisdom, deep and grave regotat to it.
Fire thy bosom by the dark Kalmasiswave. Now once more the teaching

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comet Puerer brightier Oftener taught. Learnthe truth from heavenly nared. Happy is
thy mortal lot greater than the sonof Illah, than the kings of art
in might, holier than the holyrishes. Be thou in thy virtue,
Bride Indra, help thee in thybattles, proud subduer of mankind Yama in

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the mightier duty, in the conquestof thy mind, good Kovera. Teach
thee kindness, hungry and the poorto feed. King Bernua quelled thy passions,
Free thy heart from seen and greed, like the moon in holy lasser,
like the art in passions, deep, like the sun, Be full

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of radiance, strong, like Queen'srestless sweep in thy sorrow in affliction.
Ever, if her lessons learn riteous, be your life in exile, happy,
be your safe return made his eyesagain, behold thee in Hastina's ancient
town, conqueror of earthly trials,crowned with virtues heavenly crown. Speak be

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door to the brothers, and Ifelt there might increase. Bout to him
in salutation. Feel to the deeperholier peace, bout to wish Man,
to drone, and to chiefs andelders. All exiles to the pathless jungle
left their father's ancient hall six Pretta'slament in the inner palace chambers, where

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the royal ladies dwell, unto Prithacame Dropody came to speak herself farewell,
Monarch's daughter, Monarch's consort. Asan exiles, he must go. Pritha
wept, and in the chambers roseaway, telling voice of war, heaving
softs convolsed her bosom as a silentprayer. She prayed, and in acceence,

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choked by anguish, does her partingwords. She said, grieve not
child, if bitter fortune saw thingsthat we must part. Virtue had her
consolations for the true and loving heart. And I need not tell thee daughter
duties of a faithful wife. Rupert'sand thy husband's mansions. Thou hast brightened

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by thy life nobly from the seiningchorus, thou hast taunt thy righteous red,
safely with a mother's blessing, dreadthe trackless jungle path dangers, bring
no war or sorrow to the trueand faithful wife. Sinless deed and holy
conduct, ever gird her charmed life. Nors thy lord with woman's kindness,

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and his brother sweary ago young inyears in sa'adib, gentle and unused to
bore thy fond blessings. Help memother, So the fair dropady said,
safe in righteous, trute and virtue, forest paths with fairly stread, wet
her eyes and loose her tresses.Fair Dropody bowed and left, and sent

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Prita weeping followed of all earthly joybereft as she went. Her duteous children,
now before their mother came clad ingarments of the deer skin, and
their heads were bent in shame.Sorrow welling in her bosom, choked her
voice and filled her eye till inbroken stifled accents. Faintly Thus did preat

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her cry, ever true to patof duty, noble children, void of
stain, true to God's two mortals, faithful, Why this unmerited pain wherefore
had untimely sorrow like a darksome cloudabove cast its pelle and aatful shadow on
the children of my love. Oooto me, your wretched mother, Woo

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to her who gave you birth stainlesssons. For sins of Pritha, have
ye suffered on this art, shallarrange the pathless forest, dreary day and
darksome night, reft of all savenative virtue, clad in native in born
might woo to me from rocky mountainswhere I dwelt by Pandu's side when I

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lost him to Hastina. Wherefore cameI in my pride. Happy is your
saint deed father dwells in regions ofthe sky sees nor fields, these arthly
sorrows, gathering on a stick andhigh. Happy too is faithful Madriy,
for she trod the virtuous way,followed Pandu to the bright sky, and

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is now his joy and stay.Ye Alona left to Pritha, dear unto
her joyless heart, mother's hope andwidow's treasure. And ye may not shall
not part, leave me not aloneon white art, loving sons, your
virtuous roof, dear drop, butthe loving daughter let the mother's dear drops
move grunt me Marcy kind creator,and my days in Marcy close, and

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my sorrow's kind be data end mylife with all my oars. Help me,
pious arted Christian friend of friendless,wipe my pain. All who suffer,
pray unto thee and never pray invain. Help me wish warlike drowne
creeper ever good and wise, yeare friends of truth and virtue. Right,

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yes, truth, yea ever prize. Help me from thy starry Manson's
husband. Wherefore dost thou wait,singst thou not die? God Like children
exiled by a bitter fate, partnot leave me not my children, see
y not the trackless way. Staybut one, if one child, only

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as your mother's hope. And stayyoungest, gentlest saadib dearest to thee with
old heart, wilt thou watch besidethy mother while thy cruel brothers parted,
whispering words of consolation. Prita's childrenwiped her eye, then onto the batless
jungle, torned their steps with Peter'ssigh. Koru daimes with fainting Pritha to

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Viidu's palace. High Koru queens forwhiping Pritha raised their voice in answering cry,
Koru maids forfair Dropody, Fortune's fearfulwill upbraid, and their tear yued
lotus faces with their streaming fingers,said Cheterostra, and Saint monarch Is by

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said misgivings, pained question soft withanxious bosom, what the crail faiths ordained?
End of Book four. Book fivePatipre Tamahati woman's love true to the
world. The sons of Pandu wentto Dropody into exile and past twelve years

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in the wilderness, and many werethe incidents which checkered their forest life.
Krishna, who had stood by Astorin his prosperity, now came to visit
him in his adversity. He counseledDropady in her distress and gave good advice
to the brothers. Dropardy, witha woman's pride and anger, still thought
of her wrongs and insults, andArgidtistyr to disregard the conditions of exile and

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recover his kingdom. Viim too wasof the same mind, but it Istre
would not be moved from his plightedWard, the great Recivias came to Visitedistyr
and advised Arjin great Archer, ashe was to acquire celestial arms by penance
and worship. Arjin followed the advice, met the Godziba in the guise of

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a hunter, pleased him by hispraise in combat, and obtained his blessings
and the Passopato weapon. Arjin thenwent to Indras heaven and obtained other celestial
arms in the Meanwhile, Douryutan,not content with sending his cousins to exile,
wished to humiliate them still more byeppi hearing before them in all his
regal power and splendor. Matters,however, turned out differently from what he

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expected, and he became involved ina quarrel with some gun herbs, a
class of aerial beings. Diliutan wastaken captive by them, and it was
the Ponda brothers who released him fromhis captivity and allowed him to return to
his kingdom in peace. This actof generosity rankled in his bosom and deepened
his hat. Read Jadreth, kingof Sindhu or Indus country, and a

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friend and a lie of Bludan,came to the Oods and in the absence
of the Panda brothers carried off Dropady. The Pandabs, however, pursued the
king, justised him for his misconduct, and rescued Dropady. Still more interesting
than these various incidents are the talesand listens with which this book is replete.
Great scenes came to see history inhis exile and narrated to him listens

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of ancient times and of former kings. One of these beautiful episodes, the
Tale of nal and Dament, hasbeen translated into graceful English Wars by Dean
Milman and is known to many Englishreaders. The lizend of Augustia, who
drained the ocean dry, of Parasudam, a Brahman who killed the Kshatriyas,
of the art of Fagdit, whobrought down the Ganges from the skies to

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the earth of Manu, and theuniversal deluge of Vishnu and various other gods
of Rama and his deeds which formedthe subject of the Epigramayana. These and
various other lessons have been interwoven inthe account of the forest life of the
Pandevs and make it a veritable storouseof ancient Hindu tales and traditions. Among

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these various lizons and tales, Ihave selected one which is singular and striking.
The great truth, proclaimed under thethin guise of an Eastern allegory,
is that a true woman's love isnot conquered by death. The story is
known by Hindu women high and low, rich and poor, in all parts
of India, and on a certainnight in the year, millions of Hindu

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women celebrated rite in honor of thewoman whose love was not conquered by death.
Lizends like these, though they takeaway from the unity and consciousness of
the epic, impart a moral instructionto the millions of India, the value
of which cannot be overestimated. Theportion translated in this book form sections two
ninety two and two ninety three,a part of section two ninety four,

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and sections two ninety five and twoninety six of book three of the original
text one forest life in the darkand pathless forest longed upon the broader strait
in the bosom of the jungle witha fair drop of the staid, and
they killed the forest. Red deerhewed the gnarled forest wood from the streams

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she fetched the water, cooked thehumble daily food. In the morn she
swept the cottage lit the cheerful fireat eve, but at night, in
lonesome silence of the Roman's heart wouldgrieve. Insults rankled in her bosom,
and her tresses were unbound. Soshe vowed till fitting vengeance. Had the
bays insalters found oft When evening Sagedescended, mantling over the wood and lee

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when Dropody by the cottage cooked thefood beneath the tree. Riche's came to
good. It Istr set beside hisevening fires. Many old in tails recited
lizens of our ancient sires Mark andDEEA holy RICHI once unto it Istr came
when his heart was sorrow hidden withthe memories of his shame. Pardon Ricchi

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said it isture. If unbidden tearswill start. But the woods of fair
Dropody grieve a banished husband's heart byher tears. The saintly women broke my
bondage worse than death. By myscenes, she suffers exile and misfortunes,
freezing breath thust Thou says in Saintlu RICHI know of wife, are Roman

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born by such nameless sorrow? Smittenby such strange misfort. June torm Hurst,
thou in thy ancient lesons heard oftrue and faithful wife with a stronger
wife's affection with a sad a Roman'slife. Listen. Monarch said, Darshi
to a tale of ancient day,how Savitry loved and suffered, how she

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strove and conquered faith. Two thetale of Savitri. In the country of
the Madras, lived the king indays of old, faithful to the Holy
Brahmha, pure in heart and righteoussouled. He was loved in town and
country, in the court and Harmit'sden, sacrificer to the bright God's help

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her to his brother man. Butthe monarch asked, Swapathi, son or
daughter? Had he none old inears and sunk in anguish, and his
days were almost done? Vows tookand holy penance and with pious rules conformed
spare in diet Esbramachari. Many sacredrites performed sang the sacred hymn Savitri to

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the God's oblatians gave through the lifelongday. He passed it on, complaining
meek and brave. Here by earhe gathered virtue, rose in merit and
in might till the Goddess of Savitriysmiled upon his sacred ride from the fire
upon the altar, which a holyradiance flung in the form of beauteous maiden,

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Goddess of sabatri is prong, andshe spake in gentle accents, blessed
the owner good and brave, blessedhis rights and holy penance, and the
Boon unto him gave penance and thysacrifices. Can the power's mortal move and
the pureness of thy conduct, doththy heart's affection prove, asked Thay Boon,

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King of SWOPATHI from Cristans and seaand sire, true to Virtue's sacred
mandates, speak thy most heart's desirefor an offspring brave and kingly. So
the saintly king replied, Holy ritesand sacrifices, and these penance I have
tried. If these rites and sacrificesmove thy favor and I grace, grant

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me offspring, prayer, Maiden wordyof my noble rays, have thy object
spect the maiden Madraspius Hurteth King fromsayambo self created placings unto thee I bring
for he lists to mortals prayer springingfrom a heart like dying, and he
wills a noble daughter grace, thy, famed and royal lion, a swopathy,

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glad and grateful, take the blazingwhich I bring, part in joy
and part in silence, bow untoCreation's king vanished. Then the prayer maiden
and the King of noble fame aswapathy, lord of coursers to his royal
city cave, days of hope andknights of gladness. Madra's happy monarch passed

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till his queen of noble offspring gladsome promise gave at last, as the
moon each night increased, chasing darksome nightly gloom grew the unborn babe in
splendor in its happy mother's womb,and in fullness of the season came a
girl with lotus eye, father's hopeand joy of murther gifts of kindly gods

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on high, and the king performedits bartrides with a glad and grateful mind,
and the people blessed the dear onewith their wishes good and kind.
As Savitri prayer Maiden had the beauteousoffspring given Brahmans named the child Savitri.
Holy gifts of bounteous heaven grew achild in brighter beauty, like a goddess

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from above, and each passing seasonadded treasure, sweetness, deeper love came
with youth, its lovelier graces,as the buds deer leaves unfold, slender,
western rounded bosom image as of barnishedgold. Dave Kenya borne a goddess,
so they said, in all theland, princely suitor, struck with

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splendor, ventured not to seek herhand. Once upon a time, it
happened, on a bright and festiveday, fresh from bat the beauteous maiden
to the altar came to pray,and with cakes and pure libations, duly
fed the sacred flame. Then,like three, in heavenly radiance to her
royal father came bowed unto his feetin silence, sacred flowers beside him laid,

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and her hands she folded meekly,sweetly, her obeisance maid with her
father's pride upon her gazed the rulerof the land. But a strain of
sadness fingered for no sweeter claimed herhand. Daughter whispered, us supathy gnaw
methings. The time is come,thou shouldst choose a princely suitor, grace

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you royal husband's home. Chose thyselfa noble husband, wordy of thy noble
hand. Chose a true and uprightmonarch pride and glory of his land,
as thou choosest gentle daughter. Inthy loving heart's desire, blessing and his
pre permission would bestow thy happy sirefor our sacred sastras sanction Holy Brahman's of

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relate that the dety loving father seeshis girl in wedded state, that the
deity loving husband watches over his consort'sways, that the deity loving offspring dance
his mother's widowed days. Therefore,choose a loving husband, daughter of my
house and love, So thy father, are no censure or from man or

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God's above fair Sabitri bowed unto him, and for parting placings prayed. Then
she left her father's palace and indistant regions trade with her garden aged courtiers,
whom her watchful father sent mounted onher golden chariot unto silver woodlands wend.

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Then unpleasant oods in jungle rendered.She from day to day unto Ashram's
hermitages. Pious hearted held her wayoft she stayed in holy teeth, thus
washed by sacred limpid streams. Foodshe gave unto the hungry, whilst beyond
their fondest dreams, many days andmonths are over. And it once did

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so befall, when the king andRechinared settled in the royal hall. From
her journeys near and distant, andfrom places known to fame, Fair Sabatry,
with the courtiers to her father's palace, came, came and saw her
royal father rechinnaad by his seat,bent her head in salutation, bowed unto
their holy feet tree the faded bridegroom. Whence comes she so nared questioned whether

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was Sabitri led wherefore to a happyhusband? Had Sabaitery not been wet nay
to choose her lord and husband?So the virtuous monarch said, Fair Sabitry
long had wandered, and the holyTuteo state maiden speak unto the Rishi and
thy choice and secret tale. Thena blush suffused her forehead, soft and

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slow, her actions fell listen.Father Salva's monarch was of old, a
king of might, righteous hearted,deemoth sina feeble now and void of sight.
Foeman robbed him of his kingdom.When in age he lost his side,
and from town and spacious empire,was the monarch forced to fly with

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his queen and utius infant did thefeeble monarch stray, and the jungle was
his palace. Darksome was his wearyway. Holy vows assumed the monarch,
and in penance passed his life inthe wild woods, noursed his infant,
and which wild fruits fed his wife. Years have gone in rised panance,

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and that child is now a youth. He might choose my lord and husband.
Saith theban soul of truth, thoughtful, was d rishinarad doleful were the
words he said. Said disaster waitssavigery if disraalute she wed truthful, loving
is his father, Truthful is theroyal dame. Truth and virtue ruled his

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actions. Saith theaban is his name. Steinsey loved in days of boyhood,
and to pain damn was his joy. Hence they called him yng tidasuer odd
beloving gallant boy, but opious artedmonarch fair sabatry hath ensued court at fate
and sad disaster in that noble gallantyth tell me questioned asopathy, for I

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may not guess that thought. Whereforeis my daughter's accent with a sad disaster?
Trad is the youth of noble lassir, gifted in the gift Sabart,
blessed to t wisdom, prowess,passions, daring, dauntless in his heart.
Suya's lassir in him shine it Soud rishian aard, said Braus,
But his wisdom dwelleth in the youngSaint Tevan's head, like Mahindra, in

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his prowess, and in passions likethe art yet O king, A set
disaster marks the gentle youth from birth. Tell me RICHI then thy reason,
So the enxious monarch cried, whata youth so great and gifted may dismayed
be not alied? He is sectiveand free in bounty, gentle hearted,

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full of grace, duely orsed insacred knowledge, fair in mind and fair
in face, free in gifts likeRerantideva, So the holy Rishi said,
versed in lare like monarch Sibe,who all ancient monarchs led like Jaijati,
open hearted and like Chandra in hisgrace, like the handsome heavenly ah Swines,

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fair and radiant in his face,meek and grace, with passion virtue.
He controls his noble mind, modestyin his kindly actions, true to
friends and ever kind. And thehermits of the forest praise him for his
righteous truth. Gnatless King, thydaughter may not wed this noble hearted Yet

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tell me, richie, said themonarch, for the sense from me is
he has this princed some pathal blemish. Wherefore is this match for weed?
Fatal fault, exclaimed Drishi fault thatwife at all his grace fault. That
human power, nor a fraught right, nor penance can efface fetal fault or

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distined sorrow, For it is decreedon high on this day. Twelve month
later, this ill fated prince willdie. Shook the startled king, in
terror and in fear and trembling,cried, unto short lived fated bridegroom,
Never my child shall be alive comesof it. Read your loved maiden,

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choose another happier lord. Rishia'rath,speak at wisdom, list unto his holy
word. Every grace and every virtueis effaced by cruel faith. On this
day, a twelve months later,leaves this prince his mortal staed father answered,
does the maiden soft and sad heraccents? Fell I have heard thy
honored mandate wholly innhered counsels well pardonwitless maidens feelings. But beneath the eye

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of heaven, only once a maidenchoose it twice, her trot may not
be given long his life are beit narrow and his virtues great or none?
Brave, said Tevan, is myhusband, he my heart, and
trot hath won what a maiden's hearthad chosen, that a maiden's lives conface
true to him, Thy poor savagerygoes into the wilderness. Monarch uttered,

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dend Ricchi fixed is she in mindand heart from a trot? The true
savagery never never will depart more thanmortal share of virtue, unto said Tevan
is given. Let the true maidwad her chosen, leave the rest to
gracious Heaven Ricci and preceptor Holy.So the hoping monarch prayth have an effort.

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All future evils and diamond deities arepaid. Narad wished them joy and
gladness. Blessed the loving ut andmaid forest hermits on their wedding. Every
favent blessing laid for overtaken by faith, twelve months in the darksome forest by

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her true and chosen lord, leavedthe Sabaitry, served his parents by her
tot and deed and word, parkof trees supplied, her garments drapped upon
her bosom fare order red cloth asin Ashram's Holy women love to wear,
and I is at queen. Shetended with a fond and filial pride,

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served the old and sightless monarch likea daughter by his side, and it
love and gentle sweetness pleased her husbandthan her lord. But in secret night
and morning pondered still on narred sword, ne'er came the fatal morning by the
holy nard told fair Sabitri reckoned daily, and her heart was steel and cold.

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Three short days remaining only, andshe took a vow severe of tree
Ratra, three knights penance, holyfasts, and wasels drear of Savitri's rized
penance hurt the king with anxious war. Speak to her in loving accents,
so the vow she might forego hertthe penance gentle daughter and Diomen's limbs are

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frail. After three nights, fastsun vissels saw that tender helps may fail.
Be not anxious, loving father,meekly does Savitry prayed, penance,
I have undertaken, will unti thegods be made much misdoubting than the monarch
gave his sad and slow assent,held it fast and once in teardrops lonesome

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nights, Sabbitry spent. Nearer camethe fatal morning, and tomorrow he shall
die dark, dark hours of nightlysilence. Tearless, slipless is her eye,
dauns that dread and faded morning,said Sabatry, Bloodless, brave prayed
her foregent prayers in silence to thefire, oblatiens cave bowed onto the forest,

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brompence to the parents kind and goodjoined her hands in salutation and in
reverence. Silence too with the usualmorning blazing with amazed downighveror b anchorites and
aged brahmins blessed Sabatry fervently. Allthat blessing fell upon her like the rain

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on thirsty air. Struggling hope inspiredher bosom as she drank those accents fair
but returned the dark remembrance of therishinnard sword pale. She watched the creeping
sombimbs mused upon her fated lord daughter. Now thou fastest over. So the

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loving parents said, take thy dietafter pennance, for thy morning prayers are
prayed. Pardon, father, saidSavagery, let this other day be done.
Auntshet Teodrovs filled her eyelids glistened inthe morning sun. Young Sathaban,
tall and stately ponder six on shoulderhand for the distant darksome jungle, issued

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forth, serene and strong. Butunto him came Savagery, and in sweetest
exson sprayed as upon his manly bosom. Gently she her forehead laid long.
I wish to see the jungle wheresteals, not the solar ray. Take
me to the darksome forest. Husband, let me go to day, come

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not love, he sweetly answered,with a loving husband's care. Thou art
all unews to labor forest paths.Thou mayst not dare, and which reason
fastens visels pell and bloodless is thyface, and my steps are weak and
feeble. Jungle paths thou mayst nottrays, fasts and vissels make me stronger,

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said the wife, with wifely pride. Tile, I shall not feel
nor langer when my lord is bymy side, for I feel a woman's
longing with my lord to trust away, grant me husband, they were gracious
with deal, let me go today. Answered. Then the loving husband,
as his hands in horsey wolf,ask permission from my parents in the

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trackless roots to row. Then Sabitryto the monarch urgs her longing strange request.
After dutyous slutation, does her humbleprayer addressed to the jungle, goes
my husband, peel and the fruitto seek. I would follow if my
mother and my loving father speak twelvemonths from this narrow ostrum, had Sabitri's

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stepped nostrad in this cottage true andfaithful, ever, had Sabbatry stayed for
the sacrifice, el feel whence mylord is lonesome way, please my kind
and loving parents. I'd follow himto day, never since her wedding morning.
So the loving king replied, wishsure, taught Savagery whispered for a

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boon or object, shiede daughter,their request is granted. Safely in the
forest rome, safely with thy lordand husband, seek again thy cottage home.
Bowing to her loving parents, didthe fair Sabitry part smile upon her
pallid features anguish in her inmost heart. Round her, silver and green ooods

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blossomed bennet a cloudless Indian sky,Flocks of peafowls, gorgeous plumaged flew before
her wondering eye. Woodland reels andcrystal nalas gently rolled over rocky bed flower
decked heels in teevy brightness, toweringglittered overhead, birds of sung and beauteous

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feeder trilled a note in every grove. Sweeter accents fell upon her from her
husband's leaves of love. Still withthoughtful eye, Savitry watched her dear and
faded lord. Flail of grief wasin her bosom, but her pale lips
shaped no word, and she listenedto her husband, still on ensious thought,

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in tent cleft in two her droppingbosom as in silence, Still she
went caylu togethered wild fruits, didthe prince's basket feel hewed the interlaced branches
with his might, and practiced scaletill the drop stood on his forehead.
Wary was his aching head faint Hecame onto Savagery, and in faltering accents,

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said, cruel ache is on myforehead fond than ever faithful wife,
and I feel a hundred needles pierceme and torment my life, and my
feeblehood steps falter, and my sensesseemed to reel. Fain would I beside
the linger for a sleep? Dotover misty hall with a violent spechless terror,

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pale Sabitry held her lord on herleft his head. She rested as
she laid him on the sword.Narah's father was remembered as she watched her
husband's head, burning lip and pallidforehead, and the dark and creeping shade
clasped him in her bathing bosom,kissed his lips with panting breadth. Darker

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grewed alonesome forest, and he sleptasleep of dead five triumph over faith In
the bosom of the shadows rose avision, dark and red shape of gloom
in inky garments, and the crownwas on his head, gleaming form of

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sable splendor, blod dread was hissparkling eye, and the fatal news he
carried cream and godlike dark and high, and he stood in solemn silence,
looked in silence on the dead,and Sabatry on the greensword gently placed her
husband's head, and the tremor shooksavitry. But a woman's love is strong

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with her hands upon her bosom.Thus he spake with quivering tongue. More
than mortal is thy glory and irradiant. God that thou be, tell me
what bright name thou bearest, andthy message unto me know me. Thus
responded I Yamah, mighty owner ofthe dead Mordal's living early mentioned to my

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darksome realms are lad since each woman'sfull affection, thou hast loved thy husband
dear. Hence before thee faithful woman, Yama doth inform a peer. But
his days and love surrendered, andhe leaves his faithful wife. In this
news, I bind and carry sparkof his immortal life. Virtue raced his

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life and action. Spotless was hisprincely heart. Hence for him I came
in person. Princess led thy husbandpart Yama from said Leevan's body, pale
and bloodless, cold and dumb,drew the vital spark perusia smaller than the
human thumb. In his news,that sparky fastened, silence wented his darksome

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way left the body shorn of Lusserto its reasit cold decay southward went to
dark hued Yama with the youth's immortallife and for woman's love abided. Followed
Steel the fateful wife, turn Savitrioutspeak Yama, for thy husband loved,
and last do the rights due untomortals by their fate predestined crost for thy

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wifely dut diseases followed not in fruitlesswar, and no furtherly creature may with
monarchyam my go, But I maynot choose, but follow where thou takest
my husband's life, For eternal lawdivides not loving man and faithful wife.
For my love and my affection fora woman's sacred war grants me in thy

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god like Marcy. Further Still,with him, I go fourfold our human
duties, force to study holy lore, tend to leave as good householders,
feed the hungry at our door,tend to pass our days in penance,
lust to fix our thoughts above,but the final goal of virtue, it

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is truth and deathless love. Trueand holy are thy precepts. Listening Yama
may reply, and they fill myheart with gladness, and to pious purpose
high I will bless thee fair sarbitry, but the dead come not to life.
Ask for otherbon and blessing, faithful, true and virtuous wife, since

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you so permit me, Yama,So the good Saviagry said, for my
husband's banished father, let my dearestsooth be made sightless in the darksome forest
dwells the monarch faint and weak,grant him sight, and grant him vager
Yama in thy MARSI speak titious daughter, Yama answered, Pita paiaus wishes given,

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and his eyes shall be restored tothe cheerful light of heaven. Turn
savitry, faint and wary follow notin fruitless war, and no further living
creature may good Monarch Yama go faint, norwerry is savitry. So the noble
princess said, since she waits uponher husband, gracious monarch of the dead,

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what befals the wedded husband still befalse? The faithful wife where release
she ever follows, be dead orbe it live? And our secretary ordain
it, and our pious reaches singtransient meeting with the Holy doth its countless
blessings bring longer friendship with the Holypurifies the mortal birth, lasting union with

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the Holy is the bright sky onthe earth. Union with the pure and
holy his immortal heavenly life. Foreternal law divides not. Loving man and
faithful wife, blessed are thy words, said Yama. Blest is thy pious
tarts with a higher purer wisdom,are thy holy lessons. Fraud I'll bless

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thee fair Sabitry, but the deadcome not to life. Ask for other
born and blessing, faithful, trueand virtuous wife, since you so permit
me, Yamma, so the goodSabatry, said once more, for my
husband's father be my supplication. Madelost his kingdom in the forest dwells,

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the monarch faint and weak grunts himback his weltern kingdom. Yama in thy
mercy speak. Loving daughter Yama answered, welton kingdom, I bestowle tawn Savatry,
leaving mortal may not do it.King Yama go still Saviatry. Meek

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and faithful followed her departed Lord Yamasteal with higher wisdom, listened to her
saintly word, and the sable kingwas vanquished. And he turned on her
again, and his words fell onSavatry like the cooling, sammar rain,
noble woman, speak thy wishes,name thy boon and Papa's high what they

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pious mortal asket, gods in heavenmay not deny thou hast, So Savagery
answered, granted father's realm amide tohis vain and sightless eyeballs, has restored
their blessed side. Grant him tothe line of monarchs. May not all
untimely end that his kingdom to setdivans and sabatry sons descent. Have thy

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object, answered, Yamah, andthy lord shall live again. He shall
leave to be a father, andyour children too shall reign. For a
woman's trot aboud it longer than theflitting bread, and a woman's love abideth
higher than the doom of death.Six return home vanished, and the sable

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monarch and Savigery held her way,where in dense and darksome forest still her
husband lifeless lay, and she satupon the green sword by the cold,
unconscious death on her lap with deeperkindness pleased her consort's lifeless head, and
that touch of true affection thrilled himback to waking life. Has returned from

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distant regions, gazed the prince uponhis wife, have violin too long and
slumbered, sweet savagery, faithful spousBut I dreamed a sable person in a
news took forth my life pillowed onhis lap, She answered, Long upon
the arch he lay, and thesable person husband, he had come and

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passed away. Rise and leave thisdarksome forest, if thou feelest light and
strong, for the night is onthe jungle, and our way is dark
and long. Rising as from happyslumber, looked a young prince on all
round, saw the wide extending jungle, mantling all the darksome ground. Yes,

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he said, I now remember,ever, loving, faithful dame,
we in source of fruit and fuelto this lonesome forest. Came as I
hewed the old branches cral aguish filledmy brain, and I laid me on
the grid insword with a throbbing,piercing pain pillowed on thy gentle bosom.

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Solaced by thy gentle love, Iwas soothed and drowsy slumber fell on me.
From skies above all was dark,And then I witnessed, was it
but a flitting dream, God ourreason? Dark and dreadful in the deepening
shadows gleam, was this dream myfair, Savagery, dost thou of this

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vision know? Tell me? Forbefore my eyesight still the vision seems to
grow. Darkness thickens, said Savagery, and the evening waxed late. When
the morrow's light return it, Ishall all these scenes narrate. Now arise,
for darkness gathers deeper grows the gloomynight, and thy loving antious parents

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trembling wait thy welcome sight hark theringers of the forest, How their voices
strike the year of the darksome jungle, How they feel my breast with fear.
Forest fire is raising yonder, ForI see a distant glaim and a
rising evening breezes. How the redand radiant beam. Let me fetch a

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burning fagot and prepare a friendly lightwith these fallen witered bronzes, chase the
shadows of the night. And iffeebles teal thy footsteps long and weary is
our way by the fire, reposemy husband and return by light of day.
For my parents fondly anxious, saidTevan. Thus made reply paints my

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heart and yearns my bosom latest totheir cottage high When I tarried in the
jungle, or by day or dewyeve surging in the hermitages. Often did
my parents grieve, And with father'ssoft reproaches and with mother's loving fears,
chide me for my tardy footsteps.Ded me with your gentle tears, Take

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then of my father's sorrow, ofmy mother's sowful plith. If a far
in wood and jungle pass with nowthe livelong night, wife, beloved,
I may not fathom what mashop orload of care, unknown dangers, unknown
sorrows, Even now my parents saregentle drops of filial sorrow trickled down his

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manly eye. Pawn Savagery, sweetly, speaking, softly wiped the tear drops
dry. Trust me, husband,If Savagery hath been faithful in her love,
if she had with pious offerings servedarighty as God's above, if she
had his sister's kindness unto brother manperformed, if she had in speech and

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action unto holy truth, conformed unknownblessings, mighty gladness, trust Eve or
faithful wife, and not sorrows ordisasters wait deceive our parents life. Then
she rose and tied her tresses gentlyher lord to rise, walked with him
the pathless jangle looked at love intohis eyes on her neck. His clasping

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left arm sweetly windes in soft embracesround his waist. Savager's rider doth sweetly
interlace. As they walked the Dogsomejungle silent stars looked from above, and
the host and throbbing midnight watched Savitri'sdeathless Love and of book five, Book

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six go Ahadden cattle lifting. Theconditions of the banishment of the Suns of
Pandu were hard. They must passtwelve years in exile, and then they
must remain an ear in consonment.If they were discovered within this last year,
they must go into exile for anothertwelve years. Having passed the twelve

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years of exile in forests, thePanda brothers disguised themselves and entered into the
menial service of Biddad, king ofthe Misias, to pass the year of
Counsilman Eodistair presented himself as a Brahmanskilled in dies, and became a courtier
of the king. We mentored theking's service as cook for religion, who

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was so well known. A strictercouncilman was necessary. He wore conspangles and
tear rings and braided his hair likethose unfortunate beings whom nature has debarred from
the privileges of man and women,and he lived in the inner apartments of
the king. He assumed the nameof Rihannalla and taught the inmates of the

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royal household in music and dancing.Nikol became a keeper of the king's horses,
and Sadib took chairs of the king'scows. Chopaditu disguised herself as a
waiting women and served the princess ofthe Mitsia house in that humble capacity.
In these disguises, the Panda brotherssafely passed a year in counsilment in spite

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of all search which the Lutan madeafter them. At last an incident happened
which led to their discovery when theyear was out. Cattle lifting was a
common practice with the kings of ancientIndia, as with the chiefs of ancient
Greece. The King of the Trigathasand the King of the Curus combined and
fell on the King of Damachias inorder to drive off the numerous heart of

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the fine cattle for which his kingdomwas famed. The Trigartas entered Damitzi Kingdom
from the southeast, and while withoutwent out with his troops to meet the
foe, the Lutan with his Curuforces fell on the kingdom from the north.
When news came that the Curus hadinvaded the kingdom, there was no
army in the capital to defend it. King Virat had gone out with most

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of his troops to face the Trigathasin the southeast, and the Prince Utta
had no inclination to face the Curusin the north. The disguised Drjan now
came to the rescue in the mannerdescribed in this book. The description of
the bows, arrows and swords ofthe Panda brothers, which they had counseled
in a tree wrapped like human corpsesto frighten away inquisitive travelers throw some light

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on the arts and manufacture of ancienttimes. The portions translated in this book
formed sections thirty five, thirty six, forty to forty three, a portion
of section forty four, and sectionsfifty three and seventy two of book four
of the original text. One complaintof the cow herd monarch of the Mighty

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Marchias Brave Birad known to fame,marched against regard the chieftains, who from
the southward. Resians came from thenorth. The proud Duriotan, stealing onwards
day by day, swept the Machia'sfattened cattle like the hawk upon its prey
fish drown. Peerless Skirn led theKour warriors brave swept the kingdom of Virat.

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Like the ocean's surging wave fell uponthe trembling cowhords, chased them from
the pasture. Failed. Sixty thousandhead of cattle was the monsieur country yelled,
and the wailing chief of Cowhords fled. Forelln fatigued and spent, speeding
on his rapid chariot to the royalcity. Went, came inside the city

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portals, came within the palace gate, struck his forehead in his anguish,
and bewailed his luckless faith. Meetingthere, the Prince ut, youth of
beauty and of fame, told himof the Curu's outrage and lamented Masia's shame.
Sixty thousand head of cattle bred ofMachia's finest breath to his diner's distant

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empire, to the court chieftain's lead, glory of the Machia nation, Save
thy father's valid kind, quick,thy footsteps, strong, thy valor,
vengeance, deep and dire bedyed againstthe fears, toguard the chieftains. Much
as warlike king is gone, dowe count our lord and savior as our
monarch's gallant son, rise utter beatthe Korus, homeward, lead the stolen

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kind like an elephant of jungle,piercedakoruz shattered line as the ben as Pigot's
music by musicians, tune their aright. Let thy sounding bow and arrows speak
thy deeds of matchless mile harness,quick Thai milk white coursers to thy sounding
battle car hoist thy golden lion banner, speed, deep prints, unto the

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war and asked underwreielding indra smo Asura'sfears and bold Smite the Korus with thy
arrows winged with plumes of yellow gold, as the famed in warlike urgeon is
the stay of Kuru's race. Thouart refuge of the Marsias and thy kingdom's
pride and grace. But the princewent not to battle from the foe,

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to guard the state, to thecow hord answered gaily, sheltered by the
palace gate not unknown to me.The usage of the bow and winged dart
not unknown, the warrior's duty orthe warrior's noble art. I doing my
father's cattle from the willie Foeman's greed. If a skillful chariot driver could my

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fiery coursers lead for my ancient chariotdriver died on battle's gory plain. Eight
and twenty days we wrestled. Manywarlike chiefs were slain. Bring me forth
a skillful driver who can arch thebattle's teeth. I'll hoist my lion banner
to the dubious battle's speed. Dashingto the foeman's horses, ranks of elephants

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and car I'll win the stolen cattlerescued in the field of war, and
like thunderwilding Indra smiting Danu's sons ofold, I'll smite the kor chieftains,
drive them to their distant hold.Wishma and the proud duriotan archar kar known
to fame Drone too, shall quailbefore me and retreat in bitter shame.

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Do those warriors in my absence Muchia'sfar famed cattle steel, But benet my
countless arrows much ya's vangey and sday shall fail. Bring me forth a
chariot driver, Let me speed mybattle car. And in wonder davil question
is Desurgent famed in War two.The disguised charioteer Urgent guised as Briannela,

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had the boast to thermaid and totry his skill and valor does to fair
Droperdy prayed, say to him thatBrihannela will his battle chariot leave that as
Urgent's chariot driver, he had learnedto uge the steeth. Say that faithful
Brihannela many a dubious war had seen, and to win his father's cattle in

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this contest, fierce and keen,fair Dropody, guised as Minia, Urgent's
secret has stopped bed humbly stepped beforeUther, and in gentle accents prayed,
hear me, Prince Ian Brihandela willdie battle chariot lead. He was Urgent's
chariot driver skilled to urgit the flyingsteed trained in war by Mighty Urgent,

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trained to drive the battle car.He had followed Halndurgin in the glorious field
of war, and when Urgent conqueredconduct this utter I have seen Brihandela drove
his chariot, for I served tohis DearS, Queen hard Uther, hesitating
speak his faint and timid mind.I trust Iviteu's maiden Lotus bosomed ever kind,

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but a poor and sexless creature.Can he reign the warlike steed?
Can I ask him wordstan woman intobattle's ranks to lead? Need is none
dropady, answered Brihannala's grace to ask. He is eager like the warhorse for
this great and warlike tank. Andhe waits upon thy sister. She will

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beat dominion speed, and he winsthy father's cattle and the victor's glorious mead.
Much as princes spake to Urgent argonlet the battle car let the doubting
Prince Uther to the dread and dubiouswar tree, arms and weapons, Argent

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drove to Prince of Matya to adarksome sami tree, spake unto the timid
warrior in his accents, bold andfree Prince, Taibo and shining arrows.
Pretty handsome toys are these? Scarcelythey besme a warrior and the warrior cannot
please thou shalt find upon this Sami, mark my words which never fail,

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stately bows and winged arrows, banners, swords and coats of male, and
the bow which strongest warriors scars canin the battle band, and the limits
of a kingdom widen when the bowis trained tall and slender, like a
palm tree worthy of a warrior,bold, smooth, the wood of hardened
fiber, and the ants are yellowgold. Doubting still, Uttar answered,

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in this sum is gloomy shade,corps sang, Since many seasons in their
wrappings stilly laid. Now I markthem all suspended, horrent in the open
air. And to touch the uncleanobject's friend is more than I can dare
fear not, Warrior Arjun answered,for the tree councils no dead, warrior's

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weapons gased like corpses larquid in itsgloomy shade. And I asked thee Prince
Amatia not to touch an unclean thing, but unto a chief and warrior weapons
and his arms to bring Prince Utagently lighted, climbed the darkened leafy tree,
urging from the prince chariot, badehim speed the arms to free.

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Then the young prince cut the wrappingsand the shining those appear twisted, voiced
like hissing serpents, like the brightstars, seeming clear. Seized with wonder,
Prince uther silently the weapon side,and unto his chariot driver does in
trembling accents, cry, who's thisbowl so tall and stately? Speak to

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me, my gentle friend on thewood or golden bosses tipped with gold at
either end? Who's this second ponderousweapon? Stout and massive? In the
hold on the stuff were worked byartists. Elephants of barnished gold. Sere
some great and mighty monarch owns thisother bow of might, set with gold

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and glittering insects on its abon back, so bright golden sons of wondrous brightness
on this fort, dear lossir Land, Who may be the unknown nurcher who
the stately bow can band? Andthe fifth is set with jewels, gems
and stones of purest ray golden firefliesglint and sparkle in the year yllow light

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of day? Who doth own theseshining arrows with their heads in golden caste?
Thousand arrows, bright and feedered inthe golden quiver's placed. Next are
these with vulture feeder, gold andyellow in their heel, made of iron,
keen and wetted. Whose may bethese arrows true? Next upon this

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sable quiver jungle tigers worked in gold, and these keen and boar eared arrows
speak some chieftains, fierce and bold. Fort are these seven hundred arrows christened
in their shining blade, thirsting forthe blood of foemen, and by cunning
artists made. And the fifth aregolden crested, made of tempered steel and

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bright parrot feeders wing these arrows wettedand of wondrous smile. Who doth own
this wondrous saber? Shape of toadis on the hilt on the blade a
toad is graven and the scobbard nobleguilt, larger stouterer is the second,
and in its sheet of tiger's scheme, decked with bells and golds, are
mounted, and the blade is brightand keen. Next, this simeter,

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so curious by the skilled in shadow'smade scovered made of wondrous cowhide sheaths the
bright and polished blade fought a longand beauteous weapon glittering sabol in its hue,
with its sheet of softer goat skinworked with gold on algier blue.
And the fifty is broad and massive, over thirty fingers long, golden sheeted

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and gold embossed like a snake orfiery tongue. Joyously responded urgent mark this
bow embossed with gold. It isthe wondrous bow, gone deep, wordy
of a warrior, bold gift ofheaven to urched urgent kindly, God's this
weapon scent and the confines of akingdom widen when the bow is banned.

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Next, this mighty ponderous weapon workedwith elephants of gold. With this bow,
the stallard beam had the tide ofconquests rolled, and the third with
golden insects by cunning hand in Laithe. It is a disti's royal weapon by
the noble artist's maid. Next abovewith solar Lausser brave Nichol wheels in five

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and the fifty sa'adibs decked with gemsand jewel's bride. Listen, Prince,
these thousand arrows unto argum they belong, and the dots whose blades are crescented
onto weam brave and strong warrior shaftsare young Nichols in the tiger quiver cased
sahade bones, the arrows with theparrot's feeder grazed. These three knotted shining

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arrows, thick and yellow vulture plumed. They belong to King Idister, with
their heads by golden leomd listen moreif of the sabers, Prince Amatia doubt
know urgent sword stowed and griven everdreaded by the foe, and the sword
in tiger's cupboard mass event of mightystrength, none save tiger wisted Viim wields

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that sword of wondrous length. Nextthe saber, golden hilted sabil and with
gold embossed brave it steer kept atsaber when the king his kingdom lost,
he under sword with goldskin's cupboard braveknakeld wheels in war. In the cowhide,
Sa'adid keeps his shining scimeter strange dyeaxinsspakutar stranger are the weapon's pride.

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Are the arms of Sans of Pandufamed an art for matchless might. Where
are now those pious princes by adire misfortune, crust, whari ur jun
good. It is there by hissubjects loved and lost. Whereins tiger rested
viim matchless fighter in the field,and the brave and twin born brothers skilled

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the arms of war to wield overagain. They lost to their empire,
and we heard of them no more, or perchance still onesome wonder on some
wild and distant shore, and dropof the noble princess, purest best of
womankind. Dot she under you tohis tear, changeless in her heart and

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mind, proudly answered Valiant Urgent,and the smile was on his face.
Not in distant lands. The brothersdo their rendering footsteps trays in thy father's
court disguise leaves it his tir justand good vam in thy father's palace,
as a cook prepares the food braveneckole gods, the horses sa deybtands the

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kind as thy sister's waiting women.Doth the fair droperdy shine, Pardon Prince,
these rings and bangles, pardon strangeunmanly guise. It is no poor
and sexless creature. Urgent greets thywandering eyes for rescue of the cattle.

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Urgent decked his mighty stature in thegleaming arms of war, and which voice
of distant thunder rolled the mighty battlecar, and the curuse marked with wonder
urgent standard lifted proud hard with dread, the deep Gandhib sounding oft and sounding
loud, and knew the wondrous womanwheeling round the battle car, and with

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doubts and grave misgivings, whose padronas killed in war? That is Urgent's
monkey stounded. How it greets myancient eyes, while the Curus know the
standard like a comet in the sguisehere he and not the deep Gandhib.
How my ear its accents grief markingnow these pointed arrows falling prone before my

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feet, by these dots, hissalutation to his teacher, all of the
world ears of exiled now completed,Urgent sense with greetings bold, How the
gallant prince advances now I might Iark his form and face is swing from
his dark counsilment with a brighter hoft, dear grace, Well, I know

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his bow and arrows, and Iknow he's thundered well, And the deep
and echoing accents of his farry soundingshell in his shining arms, a corthred
gleaming in his helmet dread shines.He liked the flame of home. By
libations, duly fed urgent marked thecour warriors arming for the impending war.

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Whispered thus to Prince Uther as hedrove the battle car stopped a steet saw
Prince Amatia, for too close.We may not go. Stop the chariot.
Whence my arrows rich and slid atdistent fold, seek without the crew
Monarch proud the rood and led usmeath. If he falls we win the
battle, other chieftains will retreat.There is drown my preceptor, Drone's warlike

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sun is there, Creeper and themighty Vishma orchard karne tall and fair them.
I seek not in this battle leador lead thy chariot far midst the
chiefs of Douruthan moves not moves,not in the ranks of war, but
to save the Pilford cattle speeds.He onward in his fear, while these

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warriors staying in tarry to defend dearMonarch's rear. But I leave these carbon
warriors other works. To day ismine meet deurthan in the battle when thy
father stolen kine muchie as prince thenturned the courses left behind the war's array,
where dourthan with the cattle, quicklyheld his awnward way. Creep A

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marked a course of virgin guest,his in most taught aright. Thus he
speak to brother warriors, urging speedand instant fight, mark chieftains Gallant.
Urgent woilds his sounding battle car againstour prince and proud Duruthan seeks to turn
the tide of war. Let usfall upon our foemen and our prince and

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leader, save few Sewindra, godof battles, conquered Surgeon, fierce and
brave. What were Matsia's fattened cattle, Many thousands doled be if our monarch
sinks in battle like a ship instormy sea. Vain were Creepau's words of
wisdom. Urgent drove the chariot fair, while his champs, like countless locusts,

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whistled through the ambient air. Kurusoldiers, struck with panic, neither
stood and fought, nor fled,gazed upon the distant Urgent, gazed upon
their comrades dead. Urgent twung thismighty weapon, blew his forest sounding shell
strangely speck his monkey standard. Kuruwarriors knew it well. Sunk's voice gandieve

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saxons, and the chariot's booming soundfilled the air like distant thunder shook the
farm and solid ground. Kuru soldiersled in terror or the slumbered with the
dead, and the rescued lowing cattlewith their tails uplifted, fled five warriors

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Gorden now with joy. The KingBirat to his royal city, came saw
the rescued herds of cattle. Salter, Prince of Fame, marked a great
and gallant urgent helmet wearing armor.Caste knew it is der and his brothers
now as royal princess dressed and hegreeted good. It is dear, truth,

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beloving, brave and strong and tovaliant. Urgin offered much as princess
fair and young. Pardon, Monarch, answered Urjun, But I may not
take as bride, much as youngand beauteous princess whom I love with father's
pride. She had often met metrusting in the inner palace hall, and

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a daughter on a father waited onmy loving call. I have trained her
coky actions taught her maiden steps indance, watched her skill and varied graces,
all her native charms and hands.Purely she in taught and action,
spotless as my hero boy. Granther to my son no Monarch as his

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wedded wife and joy of Amenu trainedin battle, handsome mutes of godlike face
Christians. Sister fair Suvadra bore thechild of princely grace, worty of thy
youthful daughter, pure in heart andundefiled. Granted sire Maya Amenu wait thy

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young and beauteous child, answered Mache'snoble monarch with a glad and grateful heart.
Watch like these, befit thy virtue, nobly, hast thou done thy
part? Be it as thou sayestA jun Anto Pandu's race alide my ches,
royal line is honored, machest kingis gratified. Six wedding God didstir

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heard the tidings, and he gavehis pressent onto distant chiefs and monarchs kindly
invitations sent in the town of Hupoplabia. Of fair Matchia's towns, the best
made their home the pious brothers toreceive each royal guest came unto them.
Kasi's monarch and his armed troopers came, and the King of fair Panchal with

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his sons of warlike fame, camethe sons of Fair Dropady, early trained
in art of war. Other chiefsand sacrifices came from regions near and far.
Krishna, tacked in floral garments withhis elder brother came and his sister
fair Zuvedra, Arjun's loved and longingDame. Arjun's son Brave of a Menu

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came upon his flowery car and theelephants and chargers troopers trained in art of
war. Breshni's from the seagard TwargaBravo ndakas known to fame Vojas from the
mighty Chumble with dearyteus Krishna came Heto gallant sons of Pandu made his presence

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rich and rare gems and gold andcostly garments, slaves and damsels passing fair
with its quaint and festive greetings came. At last the bridal day. Mitsamides
were merry hearted, and the Pandabrothers, gay cons and symbol, horn
and trumpet spake forth. Music softand sweet in Virat's royal palace in the

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peopled Martin Street and the slider junglered deer and spread the ample board and
prepared a cooling palm drink with therichest wye stword mimes and actors pleased the
people. Boys recite the ancient songglories of heroic houses. Minstrels by their
laze prolonged and deep bosom deams ofMatia, jasminform and Loso's face would their

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pearls and golden garlands joyously. Thebridal grace circled by those royal ladies,
though they all are bright and fair, brightest shines the fair dropady with a
beauty, rich and rare, statelydames and merry maidens who eat the young
and soft eyed bride as the Queen'sof God's end circle in russ daughter in

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her pride, urging from the Matsiamonarch takes the prince's passing fair for his
son by fair Suvedra, nursed byKrishna's loving care with a godlike grace,
whod his two stands by faithful Argent'sside. As a father takes a daughter
takes the young and beauteous pride joinsher hands to a menus and with cake

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and porched ries on the altar brightlyblazing dot the holy sacrifice. Mitsia's monarch
counted the bridegroom rich and costly presencepressed elephantcy gave two hundred steats seven thousand
of the best poured levations on thealtar on the priest's bestoutis gold offered to
the sons of Pandu reached do mainand wealth untold with a pious hand,

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yetist here true in heart and purein mind, made his gifts in golden
garments, kind and wealths of everykind, costly chariots, beds of splendor,
ropes with thread of gold, bilestwine's rich and sweet confection, drinks,
the richest and the best lands.He gave unto the Brahmin bullocks to

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the lavering swaine. Steats he gaveunto the warrior, to the people gifts
and grain, and the city ofthe Machias teeming which a wealth untold shown
with festive joy and gladness, andits flags and clots of gold, and
of book six. Book seven withDuke the preparation the charm of banishment having

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expired Yidister demanded that the kingdom ofInterpress should be restored to him. The
old Terastri and his queen, andthe aged and virtuous councilors advised the restoration,
but the jealous Dilutan hated his cousinswith a genuine hatrate and did not
cement. All negotiations were therefore futile, and preparations were made on both sides

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for the most sanguinary and disastrous battlethat had ever been witnessed in Northern India.
The portions translated in this book arefrom sections one, two, three,
ninety four, one twenty four andone twenty six of book five of
the original text. One Krishna's pitch, mart and song and nuptial music waked

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the echoes of the ninth Youthful bosomschopped with pleasure, lovely glances sparkled pride.
But when young and white robushas OpEdthe golden gates of day to a
Berard's council chamber, chieftains thoughtful heldtheir way. Stones inlaid in ark and
peeler, glinted in the glittering dawn, gave fastoons and graceful garlands over the

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golden cushioned shone Matchia's king, Pancha'smonarch, foremost seats of honor claim Krishna
too annual dave to arker chiefs ofVarietya's fame by them sat doubled side tiki
from the seagut western shore, andthe godlike sons of Pandu days of dark
counsulments over youthful princes in their splendorgrazed Birat's royal hall, Valiant sons of

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valiant fathers, brave in war,accustant taal in their jambi spangled garments,
came the warriors, proud and high, till the council chamber glittered like the
starby spangled sky kind to greetings sweetthe converse softer golden moment's fly till intent
on graver questions, all on Krishnaturned their eye, which now it is

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innervision. Then the state of thingssurveyed, and his thoughts before the monarchs.
Thus in weighty accents laid known toall the mighty monarchs, May your
glory everlast true to ply the word. Yetister had his very exile past twelve
long years with fair dropody in thebattless jungle strade, and the year in

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menial service in Birard's palace. Staidhe had kept his spighted promise, brave
affliction, woo and shame. Andhe begs assembled monarchs, Ye shall now
his duty name, For he swervenot from duty kingdom of the sky,
to win private hamlet more than empire. So his course be free from sin,

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loss of realm and wealth and glory. Higher virtues in him prove thoughts
of peace and not of anger.Still the good it is deer moved.
Mark again the sleepless anger and theunrelenting hate. Harbored by the proud drudan,
driven by his luckless faith from achild, by fire or poison,

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impious skuile or tree cobbed eyes,he had compassed a dark destruction by deceit
and low device. Ponder well,the gracious monarchs, with a just and
righteous mind, how bit his deirityour counsel, with your grace and blessings.
Kind Should the noble son of Panduseek his right by open war,

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seek the aid of a righteous monarchsand of chieftains near and far. Should
his mighty ancient foemen skilled in eachdeceitful art on forgiving in der vengeance,
unrelenting in dear heart, Should heredder send a message to the proud,
unbanding foe and to Ruden's hafty purpose, seek by messenger to know. Should

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he send the noble envoy, trainedin virtue, true and wise, with
his greetings to Derudan in a meekand friendly guise, ask him to restore
the kingdom on the sacred Gemuna's shore. Either king may rule his empire as
in happy days of your Krishna utteredwords of wisdom, pregnant with his peaceful

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thought, for in peace and notby bloodshed. Still it is tish right
he sought two Valdev's speech Krishna's elderbaldeb stolar chief who bore a plow rose
and speck the blood of Brushni's mantledover his lofty brow. Ye have listened,

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pious monarchs, to my brother's gentleword love evers to good it is
Deir, and to proudhast Dina's lordfor his realm by dark blue Zemuna gooded
is Deir held of your brave Duriodanruled his kingdom on the Rhdi Gangha's shore,
and once more in love and friendship. Either prince may rule his share,

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for the lands are broad, andeach realm is rich and fair.
Speak the envoy to Hastina with ourlove and greetings. Kind Let him speak
it. His der sushes seek toknow to Yudan's mind. Make obeisance unto
Vishmah and to Dronah, true andbold, unto creepa archer kern, and

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to chieftains young and old, tothe sons of tretraashtre rulers of the kurul
End, righteous Indian kingly duties stoutof heart and strong of end, to
the princes and to burghers gathered inthe council hall. Let him speak it,
His dear sushes plead it is there'scause to all speak. He not

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in futile anger, for Durudan holdsthe power, and it is di wreath.
Were folly in this sad and lucklesshour by his dearest friends, dissuaded,
but by rage or madness driven hehad played and lost his empire.
May his folly be forgiven in repressedspacious empire. Now Durudan deems his own

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by his tears and soft entreaty.Let it his tears seeing the throne open
war, I do not counsel humblyseek Durludhan's grace. War will not restore
the empire, nor the gambler's loss. Replace Thus with cold and cruel candor,
stalwart Veldeve cried, ratful Rose,the brave, said thicky fiercely.

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Thus to him, replied Tree saidthicky speech shame unto the halting chieftain,
who thus pleads to Durhan's part timothcounsel Valdeve speaks. A women's team with
heart oft from warlike stock, ariseat a wakling chief who bands the knee,
as with your truthless sapling, springit from a fruitful tree, from

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a heart so faint and craven.Faint and graven words must flow monarchs in
their pri and glory, least notto such counsel law couldst thou impious Valdeve
meets these potent deaths of fame on. It is here, pious hearted cast
this undeserved blame, challenged by hiswily foemen and by dark misfortune, crost

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trusting to their faith, It ishere played a righteous game and lost challenge
from a crowned monarch. Can acrowned king decline, canik Shatya, warrior,
fadom, fraud in Sons of royalline, natless, his surrendered empire,
true to fate and plighted word livedfor years in Pathley's forests. In

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Represst's mighty lord, past his earsof weary exile. Now he claims his
realm of old, claims it notas humble suppliant, but as king and
warrior, bold, past his earof dark councilman, Boldedestre claims his own
proud Duludan now must render in Repress'sduelt thrown Fishma councils, drown arches,

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Crepa pleads for right in vain,false Turudan will not render, sinful conquest
troth will gain open war. Itherefore counsel ruthless and relentless war grace we
seek not when we meet them,speeding in our battle car and our weapons
not entreaties, shall our foemen forceto yield, yield it iss rightful kingdom

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or the parish on the field Falseto Rudon and his forces fall beneath our
battle shock, as beneath a boltof thunder falls the crushed and riven rock.
Who shall meet the helm Durgin inthe gory field of war. Krishna,
it is fiery Discus mounted on hisbattle car, who shall face the

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twin born brothers by the mighty vimlead and the vengeful chief side Ticki with
his bow and arrow's dread Ansi andRupert Wilds his weapon peerless in the field
of fight, and his brave sonborn of Ugny owns an all conjuming miThe
of Himeneu, son of Virgin,whom the fairs of a drabor and whose

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happy nuptials brought us from far toOurka's cigard shore man on art nor bright
immortals can the youthful hero face whenwith more than Urgent's prowess of women,
who leads the rays Tretraashtra's sons weconquer, and Gunter's wily son vanquished current
du Old, honored for his deedsof valor done when the fierce contested battle

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and redeem it his tears own placethe exile pious hearted on his father's ancient
throne. And no sins, Itake your reckons, slaughter of the mortal
foe, but to beg a graceof foemen were immortal scene and war speed
we then, unto our duty,let our impious foremen yield, or the
fiery son of Sini meets them onthe battlefield for trupet speech. Fair Panchal's

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ancient monarch rose his secret thoughts totell from his lips the words of wisdom
which a graceful accent fell. Much. I fear thou speakest truly hard.
His carused hoborn rays vain the hopedie effort futile to beseech to Ryudhan's grace.
Tretashtra pleaded, vainly, feeble,easiest fitful star, ancient Vishma,

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righteous Drona cannot stop this fatal war. Archerd Current tossed for battle, moved
by jealousy and pride, Deep Seconnifalls and wily still supports Tourythan's side.
Vain is Valadive's counsel. Vainly shallour envoy plead half his empire, proud
to ruden yields not in his boundlessgrieve. In his pride, he deems

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our mildness, faint and feeble heartedfear and our sweet will fan his glory
and his arrogance will cheer. Therefore, let our many heralds travel near and
travel far. Seek alliance of allmonarchs in the great impending oar unto brave
and noble chieftains on the nations eastand west, north, in south to

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warlike races. Speed our message andrequest meanwhile peace and offered friendship. We
before Durudan place, and my priestwill seek hastina strive to win Durudhan's grace.
If he renders in repressed, peacewill crown the happy land, or
our troops will shake the empire fromthe east to western strand. Vainly were

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Panchal's rahmans sandwich messages of peace.Vainly ours does noz elders that the fatal
feuds should cease. Proud Durudhan tohis kinsmen would not yield their proper share.
Pandu's sons should not surrender, forthey had the will to dare fatal
war and dire destruction. The mightygods ordain till the kings and armed nations

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chewed the red and rieking plain.Krishna, in his righteous effort, sought
for wisdom from above, strove tostop the war of nations and to end
the feuth in love and to farHastina's palace, Christna went to sue for
peace, raised his voice against theslaughter, begged that strife and feud should

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cease. Five Christna's speech at Hastina, silence, said the listening chieftains in
Hastina's council hall. With the voiceof rolling thunder, Krishna spake unto them
all, listen, Machichitarashtra, Kuru'sgreat and ancient king, seek not war

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and death of kinsmen, ward ofpeace and love, y breing midst the
wide art's many nations words in theirwords excel love and kindness, spotless virtue
in the Curu elders to all,father of the noble nation, Now retired
from life's turmoil, I'll be seemsthat seen or untrout should diansient bosom soil

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for thy sons in impious anger seekto do their kinsmen wrong and will hold
the throne and kingdom which by rightto them belong. And the danger does
arise it like the comet's baleful fire, Slaughtered kinsmen, blading nations soon selfeed
its fatal are stretch Thy hands ofKroumnarch, prove thy truth and holy grace

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man a peace Ever the slaughter andpreserve thy ansient rays, yet restrain thy
fiery children for Thy mandates. Theyobey ay with sweet and soft persuasion.
Pandu's truthful sons will sway. Itis Thy prophet Kroumnarch that the fatal field
should cease brave Duryadan good. Itis their rule in unmolested peace. Pandus

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Suns are strong in valor mighty intheir armed hand in r shall not shake
Thy empire when they god The KuruLand Vishma is thy Kingdom's bulwark. Dotti
Drona rules the war curn matchless withhis arrows creep appearless in his car let.
It is stranced out Vema by thesenoble warriors stand and let Helmut wearing

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urgent guard the sacred korule Land,who shall then contest Thy prowess from the
sea to fardest sea. Ruler ofa world wide empire, King of kings
and nations, free sons and grandsons, friends and kinsmen, who will surround
thee in a ring and a raceof loving heroes. God Their ancient hero

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King Throeterdustris of of the Attics,will proclaim his boundless sway nations work their
righteous mandates, and the kings hiswill obey. If this concord be rejected
and the lust of war prevail,soon within these ensi and chambers will resound
the sound of wale grunt. Thychildren be victorious, and the sons of

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Pandu slain dear to thee. ArePandu's children, and their deaths must cause
thee pain. But the Pandabs skilledin warfare are renowned both near and far.
And thy raise and children slaughter willmeet things pollute this war. Sons
and grandsons, loving princes, thoushalt never see again. Kinsmen brave and

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carbon chieftains will bedecked da gory plainpondery at oencient monarch rulers of its distant
state. Nations from the farthest regionsgather tique to court their fate further a
variteous nation, save the princes ofthe land. On the armed and faded

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nations, stretch old men thy savinghand, say the word, and at
thy beting leaders of which hostile race. Not the gory field of battle,
but the festive board will grace.Robbed in jewels, tagged in glums,
they will coaff the ruddy wine,greet their foes in mutual kindness. Bless

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thy holy name and thine think o, man of many seasons. When good
Pando left this throne and his helplessloving orphans, thou didst cherish as thine
own. It was thy helping,studying fingers taught their infant steps to frame.
It was thy loving gentle accents taughttheir lips to lisp each name as

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thine own. They grew unblossomed,dear to thee they yet remain. Take
them back unto thy bosom, bea father once again, unto de you
Tetashtra Pander's sons in homage, bandand the loving peaceful message. Through my
willing lips descend. Tell our Monarchmore than father, by his sacred starn

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command, we have li, evenin pathless jungle, wendered far from land
to land, true unto our plightedpromise, For we ever felt and knew
to his promise to the Austra cannotwill not be untrue. Years of anxious
toil are over, and the whoand bitterness, years of waiting and of

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watching, years of danger and distress, Like a dark, unbanding midnight hung
on us. This age forlorn streaksof hope and dawning brightness usher. Now
the radiant morn be unto us asa father, loving not inspired by red,
be unto us as preceptor, pointingas the righteous path. If perchance,

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as free we render, the strongarm shall lead alight. If our
feeble bozoom painted help us with afather's smile, This o King, the
soft and treaty panda'sns to thee havemade these awards. The sons of Pandu
unto Cruz King, have said,take their love of grazious monarch. Let

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thy closing days be fair, LetDuryadan keep his kingdom. Let the Pandavs
have their share. Call to mindtheir noble suffering. For the tale is
dark and long. Of the outraces. They have suffered, of the
insult and the wrong, exiled intoVaranovet, destined unto death by flame.

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For the gods assist the rideus.They which added prowess, came exciled into
interpress by their toil and by theirmind, clear the forest to build the
city. Did the rajasuiarithe cheated oftheir realman empire and of all they called
their own in the jungle, theyhave rendered and in Mitchia leaved unknown once

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more, quelling every evil their stoutof heart and hand. Now redeem thy
plighted promise and restore their throne andland. Trust me might t tetrashtri trust
me Lord so great this hall.Christna pleads for peace and virtue. Blessings
on you and all slaughter, notthe armed nations slaughter, not thy kits

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and keen mark, not King Thyclosing winters with the blood stain of sin.
Let thy sons and pando children standbeside thy ancient throne, cherish peace
and cherry's virtue, for thy daysare almost done. Six Wishma's speech from

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the monarch's ancient bosom sighs and sobs. Convulsive broke. Vishma wiped his manly
eyelids and too proud to youth,and spoke, Listen, Prince for riteous
Krishna Counsel's love and holy peace.Listen you, and may thy fortune with
thy passing years increase. Hill tookChristna's words of wisdom for thy will he

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nobly strives healed. Then, savethy friends and kinsmen, save thy cherished
subjects lives foremost raise in all thiswide art is as Dina's royal line.
Bring not on them their destruction bya seinful act of dying. Sons and
fathers, friends and brothers shall,in mutual conflict die kinsman slain by dearest

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kinsmen, shall upon their red fieldlie hearken unto Krishna's council, unto wise
Widow's word, Meet thy mother's fondand treaty and thy father's mandate. Heard
tempt not Deva's fiery vengeance on thyold heroic race. Trade not in the
path of darkness, seek the pathof light and grace. Listen to thy

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king and father he had to Koru'sempire grace. Listen to thy queen and
mother. She had norstya on herbreast. Seven drunas outspeak runa priest and
warrior, and his words were fewand high. Clouded was Derudan's forehead.
Wrathful was Rudan's eye. Thou hastheart the holy council, which the rite

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as Christna said ancient Visma's voice ofwarning, thou hast in thy bosom,
weight, peerless in dear god likewisdom? Are these chieves in peace?
Or strive trust? Friends to theediurythan pure and sinless in their life,
take their counsel and thy kinsmen fastenedin the bonds of peace made the empire

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of the Chorus, and their warlikefame increase. Listen to thy old preceptor.
Faithless is thy featful star, falsedefeat with hope's thy bosom. Those
who argent council war, crowned kingsand armed nations, they will strive for
thee in vain, vainly brothers,sons and kinsmen will for the dear life

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flottery, for the victor's crown andglory. Never never can be time.
Krishna conquers, and brave virgin markedhis deathless words of mine. I have
trained a youthful urgin, seen himban the warlike beau marked him charge,
the hostile forces marked him smight.The scattered foe, fiery son of Jamadaghni

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owned no greater loftier mind breeds onart. No mortal warrior conquers Urgunin.
The fight Krishna too in war resistlesscomes from Duarka's distant shore and the bright
God's quake before him, whom thefair dave key boar. These are foes
thou mayst not conquer. Take anancient warrior's word act Thou as thy heart

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decided, Thou art Korus King andLord eighth Widow's speech Then, in gentler
voice, widow sought his pancive mind, and to tell from his lips,
serene and softly words of who andanguish fell not for thee I grieved Eurudan

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slain by vengeance, fears and keenfor thy father, weeps my bosom and
the aged corew queen, sons andgrandsons, friends and kinsmen slaughtered in this
fatal war, homeless, cheerless onthis wide earth, they shall render long
and far friendless, keenless on thiswide earth. Waiter shall the turn and

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fly like some bard by rift ofplumage. They shall pine a while and
die of their rais and said survivors, they shall wender over the earth,
cursed of fatal day. Euruthan sawthy said and awful birth. Nine Treterastrius
speech. Teardrops filled his sightless eyeballs, Anguish shook his aged frame as the

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monarch soothed Duruthan by each founded duringname. Listen, dearest son, Durudan
shun this dark and fatal strife costnot grief and death's black shadows on thy
parents closing life. Christna's heart ispure and spotless, true and wise the
words he said, We may wina world wide empire with the noble Christna's

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aid, seeing the friendship of itIstir, loved of righteous gods above,
and unite the scattered curus by thelusting tie of love. Now at full
is died of fortune, Never mayit come again. Strive and win or
ever after all repentance may be vain. Peace is righteous Christmas Counsel, and

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the offer's loving peace. Take thouoffered Boondurudan. Let all strife and hatred
seas ten Durudan's speech silent, saidthe proud dthan wreathful in the council hall.
Speak to my ty armed Krishna andto kuruer your soul. I'll become

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stee to our castiff Dane in thepaths of scene to move bear for me
a secret hatred for the Pandav's secretlove and my father wise Vidur ancient Vishma
drown a bold join thee in thispeter hatred. Turn on me your glances
cold, What great crime or darkeningsorrow shadows over my bitter fate that he

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achieves, and Kuru's monarch mark Duryudhanfor your hate. Speak what nameless guilt
or folly secret scene to me unknownturns from me your sweet affection, father's
love that was my own? Ifit is here fond of gambling, played
a heatless, reckless game, losthis empire and his freedom. Was it

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than Duryudhan's blame? And if freedfrom shame and bondage in his folly,
played again, lost again and wentto exile. Wherefore doth he now complain?
Week are day in friends and forcesfeeble is their featful star, where
fort and in pride and folly secuthausunequal war? Shall we who to mighty

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inra scarce will do the homage dealbow to homeless sons of Pandu, and
their comrades faint and few bow tothem, while warlike Drona leads us as
in days of old, Wishma greaterthan the bright God's archer, current,
true and bold. If in dubiousgame of battle we should forfeit fame and

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life, Heaven will all its goldenportals for Dakshatriya slain in strife. If
unbanding to our foremen. We shouldpress the gory plain stingless is the bad
of arrows, that for us willhave no pain. For Dakshatriya knows no
terror of his foemen in the fieldbreaks like hardened forest, timber bounds not

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no not how to yield. Sodancien sais mateinge after warlek Shatriya said,
save to prest and say his preceptorunto none he bands his head in repress
which my father, weakly to ithis cheer gave. Never more shall go
unto him. While I leave,and brothers brave Kuru's undivided kingdom Tretorasta rules

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alone. Let us seed our swordsin friendship and the monarch's empire own.
If in past in thoughtless folly,once the realm was broken in twine,
kuruland is reunited, never shall besplit again. Take my message to my
kinsman, for drurd and swords areplaying portion of the Kuru empire. Sansa

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Pandu seek in vain town, norvillage, mart nor Hamlet help as riete
as gods in heaven spot that needle'spoint can cover, not unto them be
given. And of Book seven,Book eighth Weishma bad fall of Vishma.

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All negotiations for a peaceful partition ofthe Kuru kingdom having failed, both parties
now prepared for a battle, perhapsthe most sanguinary that was fought on the
plains of India in dencient times.It is a battle of nations, for
all warlike races in northern India tooka cher in it. Duritan's army consisted

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of his own division as well asthe divisions of ten alied kings. Each
allied power is said to have broughtone Akshaeni troops, and if he reduced
this fabulous number to the moderate figureof ten thousand, including horse and foot
cars and elephants, Duritan's army,including his own division, was over one
hundred thousand strong. Yidistir had asmaller army, said to have been seven

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Akshainese in number, which he madeby a similar reduction, reckoned to be
seventy thousand. His father in law, the King of the Panchaals and Durjin's
relative, the King of the Machias, where his principal allies, Krishna,
joined him as his friend and adviserand as the chadiotier of Virgin, but
the Breshnis as a nation had joinedthe Ryudhan. When the two armies were

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drawn up in Ari and faced eachother, and Darjin saw his revered elders
and dear friends and relations among hisfoes, he was unwilling to fight.
It was on this occasion that Krishnaexplained to him the great principles of duty
in that memorable work called the fagovatGhita, which has been translated into so
many European languages. Belief in onesupreme deity is the underlying thought of this

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work, and ever an Anon,as Professor gerberremrs. Thus Krishna ever to
the doctrine that for every man,no matter to what cast he may belong,
the jealous performance of his duty andthe teachers of his obligations is his
most important. They didn't chose thegrand oul fighter Vishma as the commander in

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chief of his army. For tendays, Vishma held his own and inflicted
serious loss on Idistirr's army. Theprincipal incidents of these ten days, ending
with the fall of Vishma, arenarrated in this book. This book is
an approachment of Book six of theoriginal text, one pondebs rooted by Vishma

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Ushas with her crimson fingers OpEd theportals of the day nations armed for mortal
combat. In the field of battle, lay beat of drum and blare of
trumpet, and the sun cast loftysound by the answering cloud repeated shook the
hills and tanted ground. And thevoice of sounding weapons which the warlike archards

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drew, and the nay of battlechargers as the armed horsemen flew mingled with
the rolling thunder of each swiftly speedingcar and its feeling bells, proclaimed mighty
elephants of war, fish mall andtakuru forces strong as that's resistless flail human
chiefs nor bright immortals could against hismight prevail. Helmutwearing Galander Jun came in

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pride and mighty red held alofties,famed Gandhib strove to cross the chieftain's path.
A Vimenu, son of a Jun, whom the Fairsuvadrabor, drove against
Koshala's monarch, famed in arms andholy lore, hurling down Kshaala's standard,
he either to be as combat onebarely escaped it life the monarch from the

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fiery at June's Sun, with hisfated for Duryoden, we must drove in
deathful war and against a proud dussasanbrave Nichole drove his car Sadib mighty women.
Then the fierce dur Mukhassat and therighteous king in his dear with the
carborn Selia fought and sent feud anddeathless hatreds fired. The Brahman warrior Bold

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Dronah, with the proud Panchals foughtonce more his field of gold nations from
the eastern regions against the bold birardpressed Creepa met the wild Cacals hailing from
the farthest west. Drupert, proudand peerless monarch with his cohorts onward bore

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against the warlick Jeddrad, chief ofSindhu's sounding shore Chades and the valiant Matchias
nations gathered from Afar Vojas and thefierce Combojures mingled into dubious war through the
day. The battle lasted, andno mortal tongue can tell what unnumbered chieftains

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perished and what countless soldiers fell.And the son knew not his father,
and the sire knew not his sonbrother fought against his brother strange the deeds
of Balerdan. Horses fell, andshafts of chariots sheavered in resistless shark hurled
against a foreman's chariots, speeding likethe rolling rock. Elephants by mouths driven

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furiously each other tore, trumpeting withtrunks uplifted on the serried soldier's boar ceaselessplied
the gallant troopers with a stone unieldingmight. Pikes and axes, clubs and
maces, swords and spears and lencesbreathe. Horsemen flee wes, fork lighting
heroes fought in shining mail. Archerspoured their feedered arrows like the bright and

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glistening hail. Vishma, leader ofthe curus As, declined the ratful day
through the shattered pant of legions,forced his all resistless way. Onward went
his palm tree standard through the hostileranks of war machias. Gashi's nor Panchallas
faced the mighty wish mouse car,But the fiery son of a June,

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filled with shame and bite a redturned his car and tawny course to abstract
the chieftain's pet vainly fought the youthfulwarrior, though his doughts were pointed well
and dissevered from his chariot. Vishma'spumpy standard fell angers teared Dance and Vishma,
and he rose in all his minda he manew pierced with arrows,

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fell unfainted in the fire. Thento save the son of Virtune, Matia's
gallant princess came brave with their noblesweater. Youthful warriors known to fame Ah
too hourly felt the warriors in thatsad and fatal strife, Matia's dems and
dark eyed maidens wept. The princessshortened life, slain by cwel faith untimely

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fell to brothers young and good,dauntless. Still the youngest brother, proud
and gallant Sunka stood, But thehelmet wearing Urgun came to stop the victor's
pat and to save the fearless Sunkhahfrom dancient Vishma red drooped two upon Charles's
monarch swiftly rushed into the prey stroveto shield the broken pundubs and to stop

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the victor's way. But as fireconsumed the forest. Wrathful Vishma slew the
foe none could faces sounding chariot andhis ever circled bow, and the fainting
Punda brothers marked a foe resistless boldshoke like unprotected cattle teetered in the blighting

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cold. Onward came the mighty Vishma, and the slaughter fiercer grew from his
bill like hissing serpents. Still theglistening arrows flew. Onward came the ensign
to warrior, and his path wasstrewn with dead, and the broken bond
of forces, crushed and driven,scattered, fled. Friendly night and gathering

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darkness closed the slaughter of the dayto their tents. The sons of Pantu
held their sad and weary way cruserooted by urchin, grieved at heart,
the goody stir wept the losses ofthe day, sought the aid of gallant
Krishna for the morning's fresh array.And when from the eastern mountains Suria drove

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his fiery car, Vishma and thehelder Jin strove to turn the tide of
war. Vishma's glorious palmedy standard overthe field of battle rose Urgin's monkey standard
glittered leaving through the sered foes.They was from their cloud born chariots and
gundrbs from the sky, gazed inmute and speechless wonder on the humid chiefs

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from high while at dauntless valor urgentsteel, the mighty vishmasad warlike Prince of
fair Panchao, with the doughty Drona, fought ceaseless against a proud preceptor sent
his dots like summer rain. Baffledby the skill of Drona tris dadimiya strove
in vain. But the fiercer dartsof Drona pierced the Prince's shattered mail,

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hardling on his battle chariot like ananglish hour of hail, And they ran
in twain his bowstring, and theycut his ponderous maze. Sleevy steed,
sent chariot driver streaked blood, hisgodlike face dauntless still Ponchaal's hero, springing
from a shattered car like a hungrydagered lion with his zeber, rushed to

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war, dashed aside the darts ofDrona with his broad and ample shield,
with his saber brightly framing fiercely stroughtedred and field in his fury and his
rashness. He had fallen on thatday. But the ever watchful Wema stopped
a proud preceptor's way, proud drudand marked with tanger Vima rushing in his

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car, and he sent Kalinga's forcesto the thickening ranks of war. Onward
came Kalinga's warriors with the dark Tornado'ssmith duski Chee saves Nishad warriors, gloomy
as the sable night rose, theshout of warring nations surging to the battle's
fore like the angry voice of tempestand the ocean's troubled roar, unlike darkly

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rolling breakers, ranks of sered warriorsflew scarcely in the thickning darkness. Friends
and kin from form and Neil feltthe young Prince of Kalinga by the wrathful
Wema Slane, But against Kalinga's monarch, beffel Vema fought in vain, safely
set the stern monarch on his howdah'slofty seat, till upon the giant tusker

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Fema sprang with a xile feet.Then he struck with fatal fury. Brave
Kalinga fell in twain, scattered,fled his countless forces when they saw their
leader slaying. Darkly rolled the tideof battle. When Tuddan's valiant son strove
against the sun of a Jun famedfor deeds of well or done out to

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you, then marked a contest withher father's enxious heart, came to save
his gallant lushmen from braving by nowstart, and the helmutdwaring Urchin marked his
son among his POWs, who fromfar his battle chariot and rated terrific rose
Urjun. Urjun cried the Curus,and in panic broke and fled stead In

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Tasker turned from battle, Soldiers fellamong the dead. Godlike Krishna drove the
coursers of registless urgent scar and thesound of Urgin Sunkha rose above the cry
of war, and the voice ofhis gandhip spread a terror far and near.
Crushed and broken, faint and frightenedfled the Curus in their fear onward

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steel through scattered foemen, conquering Arjunheld his way till the evening's gathering darkness
closed the action of the day TreeVishma and urchin meat. Anxious was the
proud Toruthan when the golden morning came, for before the cut of virgin fled,

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each Kuru chief of fame, braveTheruthan shook in anger, and the
tremor moved his frame as he speakto ancient Vishma words of rats in bitter
shame. Vishma, dost thou leadthe Kurus in this battle's crimson field warlike
drona dotty gordos, like a broadand ample shield. Wherefore then, before

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your urgin, do the valiant curusfly? Wherefore dot our leader linger when
he hears the battle cry Dot asecret love for pandevs quell our leader's matchless
might with a halting chill for curusdot, the noble Vishma five pardon chief,
if for the pandavs dot they partialheart incline, yield my place.

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Let faithful Kurn lead my gallant Kuru. Line anger flamed on vishma forehead,
and the tear was in his eyeand in accents few and trembling. Thus
the warrior made reply, vein ourtoil unwise, do you then, nor
can wish my warrior old, norcan Drona's killed, the weapons her nature

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proud and bold, wash the stainof deeds unholy, and of wrongs and
outraged laws. Conquer with a loadof cunning against a right and righteous cause
death to his dunes. Boys,do you then deaf to parents and to
keen, Thou shalt paris in thyfolly, in die unrepented scene, for

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the wrongs and insults suffered, UNTIgood it is Teer's wife, for the
kingdom from him stolen, for theplots against his life, for the dreadful
oats of Viema, for the holycouncil given vainly given by Saint Lukrishna.
Thou art doomed by righteous heaven.Meanwhile, since he leads thy forces,

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fishm steel shall meet his foe,or to conquer or to perish to the
battle's front. I go speaking thusunto the battle, and send Vishmahuld his
way, sweeping all before his chariot. As upon a previous day, and
the army of witt Istir shook fromand to far the stand urchin nor the

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valiant Krishna gout against the tight content. Cars were shattered, fled, the
coursers, elephants were pierced and slain, shafts of chariots, broken standards,
Lifeless soldiers strewed the plane. Coatsof male were left by warriors as they
ran with streaming hair. Soldiers fledlike herds of cattle, stricken by sudden

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fear. Krishna, al Jun's chariotdriver and the chief of Rtea's fame marked
a broken pond of forces spake ingrief and bitter shame. Urchin not in
hour of battle had it been theywant to fly forward, lay thy path
of glory, or to conquer orto die? If to day with angry

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vishma Arjin chants the dubious fire,Shame on Krishna. If he joins thee
in this sad inglorious flight, beit Minealono Urchin warriors wanted work to know
Krishna. It is fiery discuss smitesthe all resistless foe. Then he flung

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the reins to Urchin, left thesteeds and sounding car leaped upon the field
of battle, rushed into the dreadfulwar. Shame, cried Urjun in his
anger. Krishna shall not wage thefire, nor shall urjeun like a recream
seek for safety in his flight,and he dashed behind the warrior, and

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on foot. The chief pursued,caught him as the angry Krishna steal his
distant form and vewed stollard. Arjunlifted Krishna as the storm lifts up a
tree, placed him on his battlechariot, and he bent to him his
knee. Pardon Krishna, this compulsion, pardon, this transglas bold. But

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while a Jun leaves of chief dainweapon of Dirat, which told by my
warlike a Vimnu fears of a drowseddarling boy by my brother's dearer truer tenen
hours of pride and joy by mytrots, I pledge Igrishna lets eye,
angry, discuss sleep. Archedjun meetshis foemen, and the spatted warld will

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keep forth. It rushed the Fiyachunin his sounding battle car and like waves
before him parted serried ranks of hostilewar vainly hurled his lungs, studio them
against a variant warrior's face. VainlySailia, king of Madra tree would skill
his ponderous maze with disdain. Thegodlike Achun dashed the feeble dots aside hold

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aloft his famed gandhib as he stoodwith half depride, beat up grum and
blair of Sunka, and the thunderof his car and his weapon's fearful accents
rose terrific near and far came registeredspauned of forces sweeping onward, wave on
wave, chades, machias and Panchada'schieftains true and warrior's brave onward too came

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forth to Curus by the matchless VishMahlad. Shouts arose and cry of anguish
midst the dying and the dead.But the evening closed in darkness, and
the night fires faithful flared, faintingtroops and bleeding chieftains to their various tents
repaired four to Thetan's brother slain dawnedanother day of battle. CRUs knew that

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day too well. Without queens offair has Dinna wept before the evening fell,
for as worrying of destruction we musswept in mighty red broke the serried
line of taskers, vainly sent tocross his path, smote yet and whiti
his arrows, three terrific dirds andfive smote proud Ceilia from the battle.

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Scarce the bore the chiefs alive.Then Duredan's porting brothers rushed into the dreadful
fray. Fatal was the luckless moment, inauspicious was the day licked his mouth,
the vengeful Wema, and they shookhis bow and lands as the lion
lolts his rattan when he see hisprey advance, short and fierce. The

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furious combat, six peal princes tornedand fled. Eight of proud Durudan's brothers
fell and slumbered with the dead.Five sighed Tekey's son, slaying. Morning
with her fiery radiance of the portalsof the day shone once more on querew

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warriors bond of chiefs in dread array. Vima and the Galantachun led once more
the van of war, But theproud preceptor Drona faced them in his sounding
car steal with gallant son of VirginLuxman strove with bow and shield, vainly
strove His faithful henchmen bore him,pleading from the field. Lutschman, son

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of proud to Udan A vimenu Arguin'sson doomed to die in ute and glory
beneath the same revolving sun sat theday for Brishney warriors brave side Thicky's son
submied against a cruel Vuristavas strove inunrelenting Five ten brave brothers Pride of Breshney
fell upon that fatal day, slainby mighty Wuristravas, and upon the red

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field lay six we Mu's danger andrescue dawned another day of slaughter. Heathless
Wema forced his way through Didenserrii legionswho are darkdath and danger lay and the
hundred foemen gathered and unequal was thestrife we mustrove. Furious valor for his

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fore feet was his life fair.Panchaal's watchful monarch saw the danger from Afar
forced his wayward. Bleeding Wema foughtbeside his shattered car, and he helped
a fainting warrior placed him on hischariot seat. But the curus darkly gathered,
surging round as water smeath Origin's sonand twelve brave chieftains dashed into the

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dubious fray. Rescued Vema and proudRupert from the Kurus green array surging steel.
The Krew forces onward came with ceaselessmnd drown a smooth the scattered pandubs
till the darksome hours of night sevenpandubs, rooted by Vishma. Morning came,

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and angry June rushed into the dreadfulwar. Krishna drove his milk quiet
coursers onward, flew his sounding car, and before his monkey banner quailed a
face and frightened foes till next staron below ocean. Wishma's palm tree banner
rose vainly. Then the good itis dear stalwart Vema urgent, brave strove

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with useless toil and valor, shatteredranks of war to save. Vainly toothed
upon the brothers on the peerless Vishmafell gods in sky nor earthly warriors.
Wishma's matchless might could quell fell It. Distre's lofty standard shook his chariot,
battle tossed, felt his proud andfiery coursers, and the dreadful day was

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lost. Sadeban knuckle vainly strove withall their might till their broken, scattered
forces rested in the shades of night. Eighth Iravat slain Dilton's brother slain Morning
saw the turn of battle, Wishma'sjerio tear was Lain and his coursers uncontrolled,

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flew across the reddened place ill itfared with Guru forces when their leader
went astray, and their foremost chiefsand warriors with the dead and dying lay.
But Gunhar's mounted princess rode across thebattleground for its deeds and matchless churchers
is Gunhar's realm, renowned and despitethe young Yabbad fearce, Guannhar's princess swore

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brave Yabbad, son of a Junwhom a Naga princess bore mounted on their
milk white churchers proudly did the princesssweep like the sea birds, scheming gaily
over the bosom of the deep.Five of stout Guntar's princes in that fatal
combat fell, and the sixth,in fear and faintness, fled theful tale

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to tell shortly. Aus Iabat's triumphtransient was the victor's joy. Alumbasha,
dark and dreadful came against the gallantboy. Fearce and faithful was the combat.
Mournful is the tale to tell,Like a lotus rudely severed gallant son
of Virgin fell Urgin heard the taleof sorrow, and his heart was filled

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with grief. Does he speak afather's sanguise? Faint? His accents few
and brief? Wherefore Krishna four kingdommingled in this fatal fray, kinsmen killed,
and comrades slaughtered. Dear a lastthe price we pay wu unto Astina's
empire built upon our children's grave,Tearer than the throne of monarchs, was

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itoveth young and brave, young inears and rich in beauty, with thy
mother's win some eye or does layin my gallant warriar, and thy father
was not nigh, but thy youngblood calls for vengeance. Noble Krishna,
drive a car, Let them fillthe father's proise. Those who sleeve the

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son in oar and the dash thatlistening tear drop, and his words were
few and brief, broken ranks andslaughtered chieftains spoke an angry father's grief.
V Mathu revenged it Abad, andas onwards steel he flew brother sobbed the
proud Dirudan. In that fatal combat, Sleeve still advanced the fatal carnage till

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the darksome close of day, Whan, the Undad and the Wari, with
the dead and dying lay nine Pandasrooted by Vishma fell. The thickening shades
of darkness on the red and ghastlyplain torchesed by the white tents flickered red
fire showed the countless lane with thebosom sorrow Leddin proud Urdan drew his breath,

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wept the issue of the battle,and his warlike brothers dead, spent
with grief and silent sorrow slowed.The groom owner gwent where arose in dewey
starlight, which most proud and snowytent, and with tears and hands Gonja
joined. Thus the said Dilitan spoke, and his mournful bitter accents oft by

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heaving sighs were broke. Wishma onthy matchless prois. Koru's hopes and fates
depend gods nor man, which arelike Vishma can in field of war,
content brave in war, or sonsof Pandu. But they face not Vishma's
mind in their fears and aubtless hatredslay my brothers in the fire mind.

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I pledge o Chief of Curus,say Vastina's royal race on then sent King
my father, grant the never failinggrace. If within thy noble bosom pardon
guell words, I say, secretlove for sons of Pandu holds a soft
and partial sway. If thy innerheart's affection anto Pandu's sons incline, grant

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that colonel laid my forces against afoeman's hostile line. Visma's heart was full
of sadness, and his highlids droppeda tear. Soft and mournful were his
accents, and his vision true andclear. Vain dogit in is dis contest,
and thy mighty host his vain.Why which blood of friendly nations trains

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this red and reeking? Plain?They must win? Who strong in virtue
fight for virtue, stainless laws terriblyarmed? A stallowed warrior who is armed
in righteous cause? Think to you? Then one gunderves took the captive,
and the slave didn't dugin ran thyfatters urchin righteous chief and brave. When

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in Machia's fields a pasture captured,we without skind didn't the June in his
valor beat thy countless force and mind. Krishna now has come to Urchin.
Krishna drives his battle car gls.Nor man can face these heroes in the
field of righteous war ring frowns uponDee do you then, and upon thy

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empire state, in thy pride andin thy folly, thou hast court at
cruel faith. Wishma Steel will dohis duty and his hand. It is
not far then many other chieftains follow. Fatal is this school war down the
day of mighty slaughter and of dreadand deathfuloor an sient Vishma, in his

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anger, drove once more his soundingcar morn to noon and noon's evening.
None could face the victor's red brokeand shattered. Faint and frightened. Bandus
fled before his fat still amidst thedead and dying, moved his proud,
resistless car till the gathering night anddarkness closed the horrors of the war ten

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fall of Wishma Good. This deirgazed its sorrow on the dark and ghastly
plain, shed his tears on chiefsand warriors by the matchless Wishma slay,
veign this unavailing battle, vein thiswoful loss of life against the death,
compelling Vishma hopeless in this artless strife. As a lordly taskar tramples on a

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marsh of feeble reads, as aforest conflagration on the porch tootland feeds.
Vishma rides upon my warriors in hismighty battle. Car God nor mortal chief
can face him in the gory fieldof war. Vain our toil and vain
the valor of our Kinsmen loved andlost, vainly fight my faithful brothers by

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a luckless fortune. Crost nations pourtheir live blood vainly ceaseless weeks the sound
of war. Krishna, stop thiscruel carnage unto loots. Once more we
go sad. They hold the mentcounsel and the chiefs in silence meet and
went to ensient Vishma love and mercyto Entriavee. Vishma loved the son Sapantu

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with a father's loving heart. Butfrom trot unto the juden righteous Vishma would
not part son Sapandu, said thechieftain Prince Durudan is my lord. Vishma
is no faithless servant, nor willbreak his plighted word. Valiant aaryinable princess.
But the chief is yet unborn.While I lead the course of battle,

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who the tidle war can turn?Listen more with vanquished foemen or who
falls or takes to fight, casthis weapons, craves for marcy and send.
Vishma doth not fight Fishma, dothnot fight the rival who submits fatigue
and warm. Fishma doth not fightthe wounded, doth not fight the women

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born back unto their tents. Thepandav starnt Krishna deep and wise, he
unto the Ansia surgeon. Thus insolemn whisper cries Urchin, there is hope
of trive. Has not faithful Vishmasworn he will fight known the warrior.
He will fight. No woman bornfemale child was brave. Secondly, Drupet's

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youngest son of pride. Gods haveturned him to a warrior, placed him
by Yudistr's side, place him inthe Vanna battle. Mighty Vishma leaves the
strife, turnut ease, we fightand conquer, and the forefeet is his
life. Shame, exclaimed the angryUrchin. Not in secret heroes fight not

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behind the child a woman screen theirvalor and their mind Krishna loth his arched
urchem to pursue this hateful strife trickagainst the seinless Vishma fraud upon his spotless
life. Knowest thou good and nobleKrishna. As a child I climbed his
knee. As a boy I calledhim father, hung upon him lovingly.

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Paris's conquest dearly purchased by a mean, deceitful strife, paris crown and Jewel's
scaptr one with Vishma's saintly life gravelyanswered, Noble Krishna. Vishma falls by
close of day, victim to thecause of virtue. He himself had showed
the way. Dear or hated bTheafoemena June, thou shalt fight and slay

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Wherefore else the blood of nations hastafford from day to day. Morning dawned
and mighty Uchun of Whimen new youngand bold drupet Monarchopanchal and bidout stern and
old braved Is Tear and his brothers, clad in arms and shining mail,
rushed to Oar where Wishma's stand,and gleamed and glittered in the gale,

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proud to it, and marked theironset and its fatal purpose. New and
his bravest men and chieftains against afiery pandav striew which composed a stalwart monarch
and Ttrona's mighty son, a tavaliantbowman Creeper stemmed the battle still unwon,
and his younger, fierce d Sassan, thirsting for the deathful war against the

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helmet dwaring Uchun drew his mighty battlecar. As the high and rucked mountain
meets the angry ocean's sway, proudDusassan war to Turchun in his wild and
onward way. And as myriad whitewinged sea birds swoop upon the darksome wave,
clouds of dirts and glistening lances drankthe red blood of the brave other

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warlike cour chieftains, came the bravestand the best dronahself and Wagadata, Monarch
of the farthest East carbon Selia,mighty Warrior, King of Madra's distant land,
Princess from Abundhi's regions, Chiefs fromMala's rocky strand jetdred matchless fighter,

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King of Sindhu's sounding shore, ChitrasenaAnbikirt countless chiefs and warriors more and the
face the fiery pandabs, peerless intheir warlike might, long and dreadful reached
a combat darkly closed the dubious fight. Thus they rose like clouds of summer,
glistening dots like lightning play darksome grievedas sky with arrows ticker grewed a

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gloomy shade. Cars went down andmailed horsemen, soldiers fell in dread array.
Elephants with white tasks broken and itsmangled bodies lay Urgin and the stalwart
Weama, piercing through their countless foes, side by side, impelled their chariots

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where the palmy standard rose. Wherethe peerless ancient Vishma, on the dark
and fatal day, worrying with abandonednations, still resistless, held his way
on he came his palm tree standard, still the front of battle, knew
and like sun from dark cloud's parting, Vishma pursed on Arjin's view, and

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his eyes brave virgin shaded at theall inspiring side. Half he wished to
turn for shelter from the chief ofgod like mind, but bold Krishna drove
his chariot, whispered unto him.His plan urgent placed the young Sikhondi in
the deathful battle's van. Vishma viewedthe bond of forces with a calm,

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unmoving face, saw not Aarjin's fairgandhib saw not Wema's mighty mace. Smiled
to see the young Secondi rushing tothe battle's fore like the foam upon the
billow. When the mighty storm windsroar, Vishma thought of ward, he
plighted, and the boat that hehad sworn dropped his arms before the warrior,

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who was but a female born,and the standard, which no warrior
ever saw in Bay's retreat, idlystood upon the chariot tree with shade on
Vishma's seeth, and the flagstaff felldishivered on the crushed and broken car as
from majure sky of midnight falls theMateor's flaming star not by young Sikhandi's arrows.

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Vishma's palm tary standard fell n Sikundi'sfeeble lances. Did the peerless Vishma
quail true to oath. The bleedingchieftain turned his darkening face away, torned,
and fell. The sun declining markedthe closing of the day and the
dust. The fatal battle truce cameat the close of day Kuruz and the

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silent Panda suant where Vishma, dyeinglay Urgin wept as for a father weeps
his sad and soaring son gooded hisdeer curs. The morning Kurukshetra's war begun,
stood to Yodhanandi's brothers mantled with thegloom of grief. Foes, like
laughing brothers, sorrowed round the greatthe dying chief, arguinskin and pointed arrows

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made the hero's dying bed, andin soft and gentle accents to Toyoden.
Thus he said, listen unto mywords, to euden atter to my latest
breath, list to Vishma's dying counsel, and rever the voice of death and
this dread and doubtful battle. Ifthy stony heart can grieve, save the

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chieftain's tomb to slaughter. Bid thefated nations leave round his kingdom. To
it is his deer righteous men,beloved of Heaven, Keep dionas Dina's regions.
Be the hapless past forgiven vain alasthe voice of Vishma, like the
voice of angels spoke hatred dearer thanhis lifeblood in the proud to you than

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woke darker greved a gloomy midnight,and the princes went their way on his
bed of pointed arrows, wish maloneand dying Laykern, though he loved not
Vishma, whilst the chieftain lived infame. Gently to the dying Wishma in
the midnight darkness came wish my heart, the tread of Kurn, and the

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optis glazing eye. Speak in love, and speak in sadness. And his
bosom heaved a shy pride and envy. Noble Courn filled our warlike hearts with
strife, discord ends with breath departing, and we sinks with fleeting life.
More I have to tell thee Kern, but my parting breath may fail.

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Feeble are my dying accents, andmy pouched leaves are pale urgent beats.
Not Noblekurn in the deeds of wellor done, nor excels in Bart and
lineage Cairn thou Art, Pritha's sonPritta Bordi, still unwedded, and his
son inspired thy Bart god born man, no mighty archer dreads this broad and

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spacious art. Prita Kasti in hersorrow, he deed a maiden shame.
And the driver not thy father,nursty chief of warlike faith Urginius, Thai
Brader Kern, and this said fraternalwar seek not lifeblood of Thai Brader,

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nor against him drive their car vainalas the voice of Vishma, like a
heavenly warning, spoke hatred dearer thanhis lifeblood. In the vengeful Kern woke
end of book eighth, Book nineDronabad Fall of Drona. On the fall

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of Vishma, the Brahmu chief Dronah, preceptor of the Kuru and Panda princess,
was appointed the leader of the Kuruforces. For five days, Dronah
held his own against the Pandavs,and some of the incidents of these days,
like the fall of a a Menuand the vengeance a virgin, are
among the most steering passages in theepic. The description of the different standards

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of the Pandam and the Kuru warriorsis also interesting. At last, Droonah
slew his ancient foe, the kingof the Panchals, and was then slain
by his son the prince of thePanchaals. The book is an a Richmond
of Book seven of the original text. One single combat between Wema and Celia

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Morning ushered in the battle won thewarrior's hardly tread Drona pressed and proud preceptor.
Now the Kuru forces led and thepoe compelling Drona pledge distraughts and solemored.
He would take it a steer captiveto Hastina's hofty lord, but the
ever faithful Virgin to his virtuous elderbow, and in clear and manful accents

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speak his warlike thoughts aloud. Sacredis our great preceptor. Sacred is a
Charia's life. Urgin may not slayhis teacher, even in this mortal strife.
Saving this commands of Monarch Urgin's bowand warlick sword for thy safety,
honored elder Urgent takes his plighted wordmatchless in the auto battle is our teacher

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fierce and dread, but he comesnot to it histear save over blood of
virgin shed Morning witnessed Dottie Drona foremostin the battle's tide, But it is
Steers warlike chieftains compassed him on everyside. Foremost of the youthful chieftains came
registless. Urgent's son, father's bloodand milk of Mader fired his deeds of

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wellor done. As the lion ofthe jungle drags the ox into his lair,
Abi Menu from his chariot, draggedPowerba by the hair Cheddreth. King
of Sindhu, marked a faint andbleeding chief, leaping from his car of
battle, wrathful, came to hisrelief of Vimanu left his captive, turned

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upon the mightier foe and its sword, and hardened buckler gave and ferried many
a blow. Rank to rank fromboth the forces. Cry of admiration rose,
streaming men poured forte in wonder,watched the combat fierce and clothes piercing
of ymn news. Buckler judged senthis stroke, but the torned and twisted

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sword blade snapping in the midway,broke weaponless. The King of Sindhu ran
into his sheltering car. Celia cameon to his rescue from a battlefield of
fire, dauntless on the new assailantUrgin's son, his weapon drew, interposing
in TwixT of fighters. We myselfon Selia flu stout as wrestlers in the

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armies, peerless fighters, the Maize, Vema and the stalwart Celia stood a
post face to face. Hamp unfasteningbombed their maces, and the wire of
twisted gold, whiling bright in circlingflashes, shook their stuff. The warrior's
billed off the truck, and sparksof red fire issued from the season out.

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Unlike horned bulls infuriate madras, Kingand Vema stood closer still. They
came like tigers, closing with theirreddened paws, or like taskers with their
red dusks eagles with the randing clawsloud as in drass peels of thunder steel.
Their blows were echoed round rank torank. The startled soldiers heard the

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oft repeated sound, but as strikesin vain the lightning on the solid mountain
rock, Vema, not a fearlessCelia, fell or moved beneath the shark
closer drew the watchful heroes and theirclubs were wielded well till by many blows
belavered. Both the fainting fighters felllike a drunkard taste, and reeling Wema

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rose his toff to wield senseless celia, heavy breathing henchmen carried from the field,
reading like a wounded serpent. Liftedfrom the field of war, he
was carried by his soldiers to theshelter of his car. Droonah still would
matchless prowse, would redeem his plightedword. Sought to take it his deer

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captive to douryoden Curu's lord Vainly.Then the twin born brothers came to cross
the conqueror's path. Machies Lord bonCharles Monarch vainly faced him in his red
rank to rank the criery sounded circlingover the battlefield. Dronah takes it his

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deer captive with his weapons, swordand shield. Urgin heard the dreadful message,
and in haste and fury came stroveto save his king and elder and
redeem his loyal fame. Speeding hismilk, white coursers dashed into the teak
of war, blew his shrill anddreaded Sunka drove his sounding battle car fiercer

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darker grew the battle one above thered and plain evening drew her peaceful mantle
over the living and the slain twostandards of the Pandavs. Morning came steal
rounded his tear. Jonah led thegathering war Origin fought the Somer sub ducts

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in the battlefield Afar, but thePrince of Air Panchal marked his father's ancient
foe and against a doughty Drona chastedin me your Banti's bow. But as
dark some cloudy masses, angry gustusof storm divide through the scattered fainting foreman,
Jonah drove his car in pride,steats went down and riven chariots.

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Young Panchaald torned and fled onward.Drove resistless Drona over the dying and the
dead. One more Prince of FairPanchal against a mighty Drona came and Sian
feud ran in the red blood ofPanchald. Chiefs of fame, fated dealt
with reckless valor Steele. He foughthis father's foe, fought and fell.

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Relentless Drona led their brave sade digitlow surging steel like ocean's billows other pond.
The warriors came to protect their virtuousmonarch and redeem their ancient fame.
Came in various battle chariots drawn bysteeds of every hue. Various were the
chieftain standards which the warring nations knew. Vima drove his tallart horses tinted like

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the dappled deer, grey and pigeoncolored coursers bore Puanchyld's prince and peer horses
bread in famed camboache, fiery paaredgreen in hue, brave knuckled, sumptuous
jariot in the deathful battle drill piebaldhorses trained to battle, did young sadebrain,

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I worry what it is? Discourserswith their flowing upon mane and by
him with a gold umbrella, valiantmonarch drupet came horses of a bright bay
color carried ma Chea's king of fame, varied as their various coursers gallantly their
standards rose with their wondrous strange devicesterror of their armed foes, waterjer on,

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tawny deerskin, such as drown A'ssign of war, Drona as a
tender infant rested in a water jar, golden moon which stars surrounding was it
is deer's sign of yore, silverlion was the standard tiger wasted Fema bore
brave knuckles. Sign was red deerwith its back of barnished gold silver swannut

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beltry sounding Sahadeb's aunts hat told goldenpeacock reached temple agent was Yanga Vimai Now's
joy fultures shown on Katoo Kacha Vema'sproud and gallant boy Now dur It unmarked
a woman heaving like a rising tide, and he faced a wrathful Vima towering

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in his stameless pride. Short thewar for proud Durdan, wounded from the
battle, fled, and his warriorsfrom fair hunger rested to the countless dead
wild a tanger waggad at the monarchof the farthest East, which is still
unconquered. Forces on the valiant Vimapressed came from far the wrathful legion and

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the battles front his sard whereby Easternforce surrounded. Still the stalwart Vima fought
fated monarch from the farthest Brahmaputra's soundingshore land of rising sun will hail him
and his noble peers no more.For his tasker, pierced by arrows,

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trumpeted his dying whale like a redand flaming mattiir gallant waggad at the fell
denut rising rat and anguish Kern's noblebosom pled Kern, who had stayed from
battle, while his rival vishmaled ancienthate and jealous anger clouded Kernes warlike heard,

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and while vishmald alllightly stumbled Kerne's bowand dowed. Now he marked with
warriors, anguish all his comrades.Fled Afar and his poeman Urgun, sweeping
over the red field of war.Hatred like a tongue of red, fire
shot from Kern's flaming eye, andhe sprang to meet his poemen, or

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to conquer, or to die.Fears and dubious was the battle. Answering
clouds gaped back the din. Kernmet his dearest woemen, n the last,
his nearest kin Vima and Panchaal's warriors, and to Urgin's rescue came proud
Dildon came to Kern, and fiersinduced king of Fame, fiercely raised the

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gory combat. When the night didshadows tree, you wounded men and bloodstained
chieftains to their nightly tents with Triothree of Emenu's dead. Fatal was the
blood red morning, purpling over theangry east, fatal day for of the
menu, bravest warrior and the bestCountless were the gallant chieftains, like the

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sands beside the sea. None notbraver bosom battled none, no tens more
stout and free, brief fellas Theirrhdiansummers fairs of Vedra's gallant boy loved the
machier, soft eyed princess and heryoung heart's pride and joy briefalas die,
sunlight winters, light of war toowarly quenced Purelys, son of Purely Surgeon

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in the blood of women, drenchedDrona on that fatal morning, ranged his
dredful battle line in a circle darklysprayed in where the chiefs with chiefs combine
and the pandebs looked as pairing onthe battle strat array, vainly strove to
force a passage, vainly sought theironward way of Menu. Young and fiery

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dashed alone into the war, recklessto the shattered forces. All resistless drove
his car elephants and crashing standards,nying steeds and warriors slain fell before the
furious hero as he made a castlylane. Proud Ruden rushed to battle Strove

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to stop the turning tide, andhis stoutest, truest warriors fought by proud
to Urudan's side. Onward steel wenta ver Menu Kurus drove and fought in
vain. Backward reeled and fell toUden, and his bravest chiefs were slain.
Next came Celia, cardboard monarch againstthe young is less foe erst these

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fiery battle coursers, stretched his dreadhonoring bow. Onward steel went of Emenu.
Celia strove and fought in vain,and his warriors took him, Pleading
from the reddened battle plain. Nextto Sussen, darkly lowering, thundered with
his banded bow of Eumenu smiled tosee him, kinsman and the dearest foe

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Art thou, he said of Emenu, known for cruel word and deed,
impious in thy heart and purpose,base and rootless in thy greed. Didst
thou with the false SACONI win arealm by low device, when his kingdom
from it is dere by ignoble trickof the eyes. Didst thou in the

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council chamber with your insults, pauland Keen by her flowing raven dresses,
dragged his tear stainless Queen, didstthou speak to warlike vema as thy serf
and bound and slave wrong my fatherrighte as surgeon, peerless prince and warrior,
brave, Welcome, I have soughttheophan wish to cross thy tainted pad

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Welcome, dearest of all victims tomy norse and cherished rad reaped the meat
of sin and insult, drawn outthy latest bread for able to queen Jopardy,
impious prince, thy speedy, deadlike a snake upon an antel onto
Sassan's wicked heart fell tissing red andfury of in my new's fiery dirt from

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the loss of blood to Sassan faintedon his battle car. Kuru chieftains bore
him senseless from the blood stained sceneof war. Next, in claiming arms,
a Cordred came the Riten's gallant son, proud and warlike as his father
famed for deeds of valor, dane, young in years and rich in valor

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for alas he fought too well andbefore his weeping father, proud and gallant
Lutchmen fell onward, steel went ofAmenu. Midst the dying and the dead
shook from rank to rank. Thecurus and their shattered army fled. Then
the impious Jeddrath, king of Sindu'ssounding shore, came fourteen unrighteous concert with

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six carborn warriors more darkly closed thefatal circle with the gulfing sergeous Moan,
dauntless with the seven brief chieftains ofAmnue fought alone, fell alas his peacock
standard and his car was broken toa bow and sever ramped and shattered,
and his faithful drivers lay heedless yetof death and danger misty with the loss

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of blood of Womanho wiped his forehead, gazed where dark hissed Foemen stood.
Then with while despairing valor, flickeringflame and closing life maize in hand,
the heedless warrior rushed to empt themortal Strive rushed upon his startled Foemen of
Avenue fought and fell and his deedsto distant ages, birds and wandering minstrel's

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tail like a taskar of the forest. By surrounding hunters slain liked conjumming wildfire
quanced upon the distant plain like amountain, shaking tempest, spent in force
and hushed and steel, like thered resplendent day God setting on the western
heel, like the moon, sereneand beauteous, quenched in eclipse, dark

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and pale, lifeless, lamberd ofavenue. When the softened starlight fell done
the day of death and slaughter,Darkening shadows close around. Wearied warriors seek
for shelter on the vast and tentedground. Soldiers camp fires, brightly blazing

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tent lights shining from afar cast theirfeet, gleaming radiance on the carnage of
the war Urchin from a field atdistance, whereupon the day he fought with
diver faithful Krishna. Now his nightlyshelters are. Wherefore Krishna, uttered Urchin,
Evil omens strike my eye, Thoughtsof sadness fill my bosom, wake

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the long forgotten sigh. Wherefore voiceof evening bugle speaks not on the battlefield
marry counts, nor sounding trumpet musicto the warrior's seal. Harp is hushed
within the dark tents, and thevoice of warlike song birds beside the evening
camp fire. Tales of war donot prolong unitis tuer stamped is voiceless,

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and my brothers look so pale ofhuman. You comes not joyous Krishna and
desire to hail. A woman knowslove and greeting, blessed like placings from
above, fearsuvadra, joy and treasure, Urgent's pride and hope and love.
Softly and with many tear drops,did the sad dis stirred teale. How

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in dreadful field of battle, gallantof you Minue fell, How the impious
Jedrad fell on Urgune's youthful son,he with six proud grew chieftains of women
all alone. How the young princeraft of weapon, and the brived of
steed and car fell as false shattre. A warrior fighting on the field of

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war, Urgin heard the father's bosomfelt a cruel, cureless wound. Brave
and gallant boy, said Urgeum,and he sank upon the ground. Moments
passed the voiceless sorrow and the speechless, bitter tear sobs within his mail Bosom
smote the weeping listener's ear. Momentspassed with rising anger, quivered Argine's siren

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frame of in my news, cruelmartyr smote the father's heart to flame.
Didst thou say that Sindhu's monarch onmy woman new boar he alone and judderously
with six marders? More, didstthou say the impious crews stooped unto this
deed of shame, outrage on thelaws of honor, stain not any warrior's

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fame, father's curse and warrior's hatred, sting them to their dying breath.
For they feared my boy in battle, haunted him to cruel dead. Hear
my vow, benign you diictir,hear me Christian nariteous lord Urgin's hands shall
slay the slare urgent plights, hissoul and mold. May I never reach

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the bright sky where the riteous fathersdwell. May I, with the darkest
sceners, leave within the deepest hellwith the man who slay their father's shed
their loving mother's blood, stain thesacred bad of gurus, steal their gold
and holy food, cherries, envy, cheat your kinsman, speak the low

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and dustred lie. If fear comesTomorrow's sunset Jaddreath doth not die. Jedd
Jedd dies tomorrow, victim to myvengeful liar argunels shall yield his weapons,
perish on the flaming pyre. Softertear drops wept a mother joyless was Suadra's
life, Christna's fair and honored sister, Urgin's dear and loved wife. Doest

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a lie on field of battle,smear to dust and foremen's goore, child
of light and love and sweetness,whom thy hapless mother bore, soft dyine
eye as budding lotus, sweet andgentle was thy face. Ardo's soft eyes
closed in slumber, faded in thatpeerless grace, and thy leams so young

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and tender on the bearerar to dodelight, while the hungry jackal prowlet and
the vulture flutters nigh. Golden jewels, grace, thy bosom, Jem's bedecked
thy lofty crest dot, the crimsonmark of Seber decorate that manly breast rend

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Suvadra's toni bosom with a mother's carelessgrief, Let her follow ver minue and
in debt obtain relief. Art tome is void and cheerless, joyless in
my heart and home dreary without ofI Minue, is this weary world to
rome, And oh cheerless is thatyoung heart of in my news Prince's wife,

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What can said, suvadraufer to herjoyous sunless life? Close our life
in equal darkness for our day onart is done for our love and light
and treasure of I Minue, deadand gone long, bewailed, anguished,
murder, fair dropody to'er her hairmy chest. Princess early widiowed, shed

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her young heart's blood in tear.Four standards of the Kurus are June's revenge
morning from the face of battle,Night's depending caught in drew long and shrill,
his sounding sunka thend the wrathful urginbleue crews knew the vow of virgin,

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heard the Sunka's deathful blare as itrose above the rat field, trilled
the startled morning air speed my Krishna, outspeaker Jem as he held alofty bow.
For to day my task is dretful, cruel is my mighty vow.
Fiery coursers urged by Krishna, flewwith lightning's rapid course, dashing through the

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hostile warriors, and the serried crewforce brave dumas and faced the hero.
But he drove and fought in vain. Onward thundered urgent chariot over the dying
and the slain fears the Sassan,which his taskers rushed into the final war.
But the taskar's broken panic Onward steale. When Arjun's car drown Aden

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the proud preceptor, Urgin's furious progresstape teardrops filled the eye of Virgin.
As these gentle words he said,Pardon father, if thy pupil shouts to
day, I offered war against hisa vimanu slayer, Urgent speats his battle
car, not against my great acharia. Is my wrathful bowstring drawn, not

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against the loved father fights a lovingduty as son heavy on this bleeding bosom
seats the darkening load of war,and an injured father's vengeance seeks the slaughtered
hero's foe. Pardon then, ifsorrowing Urgin seeks a far distant way,
mighty is the vow of Virgin.Cruel is his task to day. Passing

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by the darty Drouna, Onward spedthe fiery car through the broken line of
warriors, through the shattered ranks ofwar Ungas, and the brave Galingas vainly
crossed his wrathful way, proud awon these from the regions where fair Jumbald's
water stray famed Avon this faded princesvainly led their highland force fell beneath the

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rat of Virgin, said Nor stoppedhis onward course. Onward, steel,
with speed of lightning thundered Urchin's battlecar to the spot where Jadrath stood behind
the ranks of war Now the sunfrom highest janet red and fiery radiance,
length long and weary was the passage. Urgin's foaming steeds were spent. Urgin

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said, the faithful Krishna ardwus hisdie cruel quest. But by foaming Courser's
falter underneath a moment's rest be itso? Brave Virgin answered, from our
chariot, we alight rest a whilethey weary horses. Krishna I will watch
the fire. Speaking Thus, thearmed u jung lightly leaped upon the lee,

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stoodent, guarded to bow and arrowby the green and shady tree.
Krishna groomed the jatted horses faint andfeeble, rather to gore with a healing
handed tan the wounds. The bleedingcourser's bore watered them beside the river by
the Jaffire's soft cares, gave untothem welcome fodder, gave unto them needful

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rest. Thus refreshed the noble coursersKrishna harness to the car, and the
gleaming hal Legeon rushed once more intothe war came on him the cool warriors
darksome waves, succeeding wave standards deckedwith strange devices, streaming banners, reach
and pray. Foremost was the gloriousstandard of Preceptor Drona's son, Lion's tale

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in golden brilliance on his battle jargetshorn. Oliphant's rope was current send,
signed made of rich and burnished gold, and the bulbetack the standard of the
bowman creep a bold piccock made ofprecious metal, dacked jewels, rich and
rare. Pricessina's noble standard shown aloft, serene and fair plowshare of a golden

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lusser, shining like the radiant flamespoke the car of Mighty Celia madrasking of
warlike fame, far and guarded wellby chieftains shown the dazzling silver boar en
signed proud of Jadrath, brought fromSindul's sounding shore. On the car of
Somedata shown a stake of sacrifice,silver boar and golden parrots. These were

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Salua's proud device, last and brightestof the standards. On the Prince Studiotan's
car. Lordly elephant in jewels proudlyshown above the war nine heroic crew,
chieftains, bravest warriors and the bestleague. I come to grapple Urgum and
on faithful Krishna pressed urgent, sweptlike sweeping warlowind all resistless in his force,

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Satnavoe and Wagin combat held his everonward course. For he sighted Jadred
meets the circling chiefs of war againstthat warrior gream and silent Virgin drove his
furious car. Now the day Godrolled his chariot on the western clouds of
flame. Kern self and five greatchieftains round brave Jadreds came vainly strove the

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valiant Urchin struggling against the Kuru line, charged upon the peerless carn as he
marked the day's decline. Krishna thena prayer whispered, came a friendly sable
cloud, a veiled the red sun'sdazzling brilliance in a dark and inkish shroud.
Caurnandeemed the evening darkness now proclaimed theclose of strife. Failing in his

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plighted promise, Urgin must surrender life, and his comrade chiefs, rejoicing slackened
in their furious fight, Judget hailedit to gladness, thickening shades of welcome
night. In that sad and fatalerror did the coro chief's combine urgent,
quick as bolt of lightning broke theirroll unguarded line, like an onward sweeping

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wildfire, shooting forth its lolling tongueon the startled judged Urchin, in his
fury flung shot the strife, asangry falcon swoops upon its helpless prey,
urgent Spath's vengeful arrow and his poemanlifeless lay. Friendly winds removed the dark
cloud from the reddening western hill,and the sun in crimson Lusser cast its

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fiery radiance teel Ere, the evening'smantling darkness fell over distant heel and playing
proud. Duridan's many brothers wereby vengefulFema slain and Duryodhan stung by sorrow,
wasted, still unceasing fight in theteak and gathering darkness, tortuous lit the
gloom of night. Kern, furiousin his anger for his Jadreatha Slane and

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for brothers of Durutan, sleeping lifelesson the plane against the gallant son of
Wema, drove his deep, resoundingcar and in gloom and midnight darkness waked
the cause of the war. Wema'sson brave Katutkat twice, proud Kurn's horses
sleeve twice. The humble, steedlessCurn from the dubious battle fleew came again.

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The fiery Curn. Vengeance flamed itin his heart like the midnight's lurid
lightning spath his fell and fatal dart. Woeful was the hour of darkness.
Luckless was the starry's way. Wema'sson in Newton Valor, lifeless on the
ratfield lay then was closed, themidnight battle silent shown the starry light.

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Wema knew nor rest nor slumber throughthe long and woful night. Five fall
of drona Ere. The crimson morningglittered proud to it and sad at heart
to the leader of the Kurus.Did his sorrows? Does impart sadly speech
the contest? Drona on the battle'sgory plain koruchiefs are teened and fallen,

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and my brothers mostly slaying. Canit be Obita brahmanas peerless in the art
of war? Can it be thatwe shall falter while thou speedest the battle
car Pandus sunser bad, thy pupilsUrgin meets thee Not in fight none can
face the greater Ajaria in his ratand warlike mind. Wherefore then in every

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battle are the cour chieftain slain?Wherefore lie my warlike brothers lifeless on the
ghastly play? Is it that thefaiths of battle against the Kuru house combined?
Is it that thy heart's affection untoPandu's sons incline, If thy secret
love and mercy steal the sons ofPandu Clay yield thy place to gallant kern

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On, God's prince of warlike fame, answered Dronah, brief and wrathful,
fair Gundhar's royal son rapist. Allthe gory harvest of thy sinful actions done
cast no blame on eat presumption onlywarrior's fleecy hair, faithful unto death.
Is Drona to his promise blighted fair? Ask thyself, o Prince, do

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you then bound by battle's sacred laws? Wherefore fight is not a turcheen for
thy house and for thy cause?Asked the dark and deep Sacuni. Where
is now his low device? Whereforewills he not his weapon as he wills
the load that dies? Asked thechief, who proudly boasted arched Urchin healed

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slay halmdurjon swais the battle. Whithernow doth carne stay no the truth the
gallandchen hath no peer on art below, and no warrior breeds. Do you
then, who can face thy helmedfoe? Dronah knows his sacred duty and
it is wild by heaven on highUrchin or Preceptor Drona, shall in this

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day's battle die? Now? Thesun in crimson splendor, rolled his car
of listening gold, sent his shaftsof purple radiance on the plain and mountain
bold, and from elephant and churchier, from each bravely bannered car lighted male
kings and chieftains and leaders of thewar face the son with hands conjoined,

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and the sacred mantra told hymns byunsentry, she is chanted, sanctified by
birds of old worship done, Eachsilent warrior mounts the car or battle steed
onward to the deathful contest. Didhis gallant forces lead ill it it fair
with found the forces thought it drownatook the field peer was none midst living

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warriors of the Brahman trained and scaledUrjun, Faithful to his promise, his
preceptor would not fight King, norchief nor other archer dared to face his
fearless mnd. But old field likepotent poison fires the warrior's heart with strife,
sire to son, still unforgotten,leaves the het from death to life.

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Wrathful Princess of Panchal by their deathlesshatreds soder and sent foe in Drona
and on him for vengeance sprung darkly, taught, dense and warrior of the
old relentless field fiercely like a jungletiger, fell upon the hostile brood.
Royal Rupert's valiant grandsons in their youth, untimely slain victims of a doubtless discord,

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pressed the gory battle playing Drupert,pale with grief and anger, marked
his gallant grandson's dead, and hisarmy broken rooted, and his bravest chieftains
fled, filled with unforgoten hatred andhis father's grief and pride, rushed the
king and bold Birad charged by DottyRupert's side, rose a cry of nameless

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terror over the red and ghastly plainNoble Rupet brave dad Clay among the countless
Slane. Burning tears, the proudRopardy wept for noble father killed, made
in mattre with their wailing fair Puanchal'sempire field, much as joyless wid old

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Princess, for her fate was hourlycrossed, wept to tad the tears and
anguish for her father loved and lost, which the war with fearful slaughter.
Drona onward oursed his way fate alone, and battle's chuanches changed the fortunes of
the day. As'twama, son ofDrona, was a chief of peerless fame

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and an elephant of battle, borethe chieftain's warlike name, and that proud
and lordly taskar Wema in his prowesssleeo rank to rank, from friend to
women. Then gurbled Massa's fleo Osatoma, son of Dronah, is by mighty
Wema Slane. Dronah heard that fatalmessage, bent his anguished head in pain.

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Speak it is dear soul of virtue. Thus the proud Preceptor cried,
Thou in truth hast never faltered,and the leaves have never lied. Speak
of valiant Asatoma Jonah's hope and prideand joy had he fallen in this battle,
easy slain, my gallant boy.Feeble are the hands of Ronah and
his prowess quenched and gone fleecy orhis ancient dresses, and his earthly task

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is done? Said it is derelordly taskar a Satama named is dead.
Jonah heard, but half the accentsfeebly drooped his sinking head. Then the
Prince of fair Panchal swiftly drove acrossthe plain, marked his father's cruel slayer,
marked his noble father, slaying Tristadimiyabound his weapon and his shaft was

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pointed well, and the prist andproud preceptor peerless Droonah lifeless fell, and
the fatal day was ended Korus fledin abject fear, urging for his ancient
teacher, dropped a silent filial tear, and of book nine, Book ten

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Kernbud Fall of Kern. Kern waschosen as the leader of the Kuru forces
after the death of Drona and heldhis own for two days. The great
contest between Kern and Urchum, longexpected and long effort, came on at
last. It is the crowning incidentof the Indian Epic, as the contest

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between Hector and Nicholas is the crowningincident of the Iliad. With a truer
artistic skill than that of Homer.The Indian poetry presents Kern as equal to
Urchin in strength and scale, andhis defeat is only due to an accident.
After the death of Kern, Celialed the Kuru troops on the eighteenth
and last day of the war andfell a midnight slaughter in the Pandab camp,

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perpetrated by the bengeful son of Drona, concludes the Oar Duryodhan, left
to dead by Wema, heard ofthe slaughter and died happy. Books eight,
eight, nine, and ten ofthe original have been appreached in this
book one Kern and djunmeat. Sightsof red and ghastly carnage they disclosed upon

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the plain. Mighty chiefs and countlesswarriors round the warlike drona slade, said
Dourudan, gazed in sorrow, andthe tear was in his eye till his
glances fell on Kern, and hiswarlike heart beat high. Kern, so
exclaimed Duriotan, he rove a registlesssmile. Tau alone can serve the Kuru

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in this dread and dubious five.Step forward, Kuru chief and leader mount
a sounding battle car lead the stillunconquered Kurus to the trophies of the war.
Matchless was then sient Vishma in thisfamed and warlike land, But a
weakness, for it is here palsiedWismau's laying hand. Matchless two was doughty

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Drona in the warrior's kiel and artkindness for his Peopila June locked within the
teacher's heart, greater than the ancientgrandsire, greater than the Brahman, Old,
fiercer in thy deathless hatred, strongerin thy prowess, bold, peerless,
cairn leaders onward to a brighter,happier faith for thy armies, not

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to action by an unforgotten hate.Leaders. As the marcials Gunda led,
the conquering gods of old smite thefoe, as angry Indra smote the danubs
fierce and bold, as before thelight of morning flies the baleful gloom of
night pondups and the proud panchilds flybefore they conquering mind Priests with teams enchanted

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mantra and with every sacred rite,hailed him leader of the curus, chieftain
of unconquered mind artengers. The placedaround him with the sacred waterfool elephants,
dusk delayed beside him, and thehorn of mighty bull jem and jewel,
corn and produce by the armed herolaid silken cloth of finest lusture over his

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crest that had the sprayed Brahmans pouredthe holy water board his lofty praises,
sun chetrias vacias Pya Sutras hailed himleader, bold and strong, vanquished Warlexans
of Pritha. Thus the holy Brahman'sblessed golden garments, food and cattle,
joyous kern on them pressed Thus theholy Rite concluded, conranged his man in

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Oar to the dreaded front of battle, drove his swift and conquering car Born
to noon, and noon to evening, rached the battle on the plain.
Countless warriors fought and perished. Carbornchiefs were pierced and slain. Halder Jun
crested, Kern met at last bywill of faith. Life long was their

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mutual anger, deathless was their mutualhate. And the our march shook and
trembled beneath the furious russh of war, and the kingwalkin answered shouts that nation's
heart from far, and the thickeningcloud of arrows filled the farmament on high.
Darker, deeper, dread and deadliergrew the angry face of sky till

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the evening sable garment mantled over thebattlefield, and the angry rivals parted.
Neither chief could win nor yield twofall of corn. At the break of
morning, Kern unto Prince Studioth andwent dozen slow and mejured accents to his
inner thoughts, gave vent morning dawn. So Koru's monarch, Mighty Urgin,

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shall be slain or fulfilling warrior's dutykarnandes the gory plane long till life within
ower bosoms ever burnt d Mutual hateoften met and often parted, rescued by
the wing of faith. But theun which Creamson Lusser seizes met to part

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no more gallant Algine's course this evening, our proud currents shall be over.
Room is none for Urgent's glory andfor archer Current's fame. One must sink,
and one must sparkle with a brighter, richer flame list yet more.
In wealth of arrows and in wondrousstrength of beaux, Argent scarcely may surpass

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it, scarcely excel my foe.In the light scale of the archer,
and in sight and truth of aim, Argent beats not scarcely rivals Currn's proud
and peerless fame. If his wondrousBogandib is the gift of God's in heaven,
Karn' spot of famed prige is byPersudham given Ay, the son of

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Jamadaghni, Kings of Art, whoproudly slaid on the youthful arms of Kern,
his destructive weapon laid Yet I owno king of Kuru. Urgent doth
his foe excel matchless are his fierycoursers peerless. Krishna leads them well.
Krishna holds the reins for jun Christnaspeeds his battle car, drives the lightning

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winged coursers over the startled field ofwar, sweeps in pride his sounding chariot
till it almost seems to fly.Urgin louds it over the battle like the
comet in the sky. Grant memonarch, mighty Zelie, drive my swift
and warlick steed and against a carbonurchin. Kern's fiery chariot leave Seleetiu is

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killed like Krishna with the steed andbattle car equal dos I meet my foeman
in this last unfatal war spake Burudenwarleach Celia mounted Kern's sounding car. Khn
sought for m Turchin in the serridranks of war hundred milch kind Karn offers

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costly garments, yellow gold unto himwho in this battle points to me my
forem in bold cars and steets andwatleechers, peaceful hamlets, rich and fair,
dark eyed damsels, lotus bosomed,crowned, glossy raven hair. These
are his who points to kern Urchin, hiding from this war, Argin Snowy's

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teats and banner and his swift andthundering car. Kernes spake but long and
loudly loved the king of Madra's land. As he reined the fiery coursers with
his strong and skillful hand of rewardsand gifts. He attered little need is
dare I win? Argin is notwont to tarry from the battle's glorious scene.

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Soon will Urgin Snowy coursers shake thebattle startled field haln durchun like a
comet gleam ath bow and sword andshield. As the forest ranging tiger springs
upon his faded, as the hauntedbull Infuriat dodts the weakling cattle sleigh,
as the fears and lordly lion smitesthe timid jungle. Dear urgent, soon

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shall spring upon tee, for heknows, nor read nor fear. Save
thee. Then, O mighty archer, while I drive my sounding car.
Panda's son had met no echo inthe valiant art of war. Darkly frowned,
the angry curn Celiah held the loosenedrain, dashing through the hostile forces

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Then the warrior sped a man throughthe serried ranks of battle. Kern drove
in furious mood, facing him inroyal spander, gilded stir, fearless toot,
Surging ranks of bravenishads closed between andfought in vain proud panchad stout and
faithful, vainly strove among the sleigh. Onward came the fiery curn, like

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the ocean's heaving swell, with thesweeping rathap tempest on the good it.
His tear fell wrathful. Then theson of Pandu marked his noble chief dain
instead, and in words of scornfulanger. Thus do archer Kurrn said,
hast, Thou Kern vowed the slaughterof my younger, urging brave wilt Thou

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do Duridan's mandate, proud Duriitan,swilling slave. Unfulfilled, thy vow remained
for the righteous gods all dame byit his dear's hand. Thou fallest go
and slumber with the slain fiercely drewhis boetiestre. Fiercely was the arrow driven
rockically for solid mountain. Might theshaft have pierced and riven lightning like it

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came on Kern struck and pierced himon the left, and the warrior fell
and fainted, as of life andsense bereft. Soon he rose, the
cloud of anger darkened over his lividface, and he drew his godlike weapon
with a moldern human grace, arrowskin and dark as midnight, claiming in
their lightning flight, struck it hisdisroyal armor with a fierce, resistless might,

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clanking, fell a shattered armor fromhis parson, fair and pale as
from sans merinum splendor, clouds adriftedby the gale, armorless but bright and
radiant, brave it his tear vegetafight bright a sky with starsby spangled on
a clear and cloudless night, andhe threw his pointed lances like the summer's

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bursting flood. Once again it hisdeer's weapons, drank, his fiery foeman's
blood fell with anguish, wrathful curnfiercely turned the tide of war cut it
his TIR's royal standard, crashed hissumptuous battle car, and heorsed his gallant
coursers til his chariot bounding flew andmuch more than godlike proyise than his famed

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Beja drew fainted, his dear sorelybleed, waged no more to fatal fight.
Carless, steedless, void of armor, sought his safety in his flight
speed doubt himid man of pennance,proud insulting Karan said, famed for virtue,
not for valor, blood of dye, I will not shed speed at

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Gant. I wanted mantra to therights that says es no, but the
hound warriored urchin calm and meet hiswarlike foe to his tent retired histir in
his rat and in his shame,spake to Urgin, who from brattle to
his angry elder, came as thouyet tardy Urchin baths insulting Karn slain Carn,

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dealing their destruction on these battles,red and plain, like his teacher,
Persudam dies in purple blood his courselike a snake of deathful poison.
Karn guards the crew force. Kernsmote my chariot driver and my standard rant
into ain, shattered Karan lifely horsesstrewd a red ginglorious plain scars with life,

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in speechless anguish, from the battlefield, I fled scorn of foes and
shame of kinsmen, warrior's fame andhonor dead them long ears and tree yid
his tear, joy nor peace norrest had seen. And while Kern leaves
and glories all our insults steel aregreen, has doulgeun slain the chieftain,

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as in swelling pride, he stoodhast wiped our wrongs and insults in that
cheriot driver's blood at the distance,Krishnan answered, fiery Urgin fought his way.
Now he meets the archer Kern andevows his death today angrily to his
tears forehead, and the tremor shookhis frame as he speake to silent urchin

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words of insult and of shame.Wherefore, like a painted warrior, dot
the helm virgeon stand. Wherefore uselesslies gandhib in his weak and nerveless hand.
Wherefore hangs the a mighty saber fromhis belt of silk and gold.
Wherefore dots a peerless Krishna drive hiscourser's fleet and bold if afar from Warsarena.

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Timid urgent seeks to hide if heshuns the mighty carn battling in unconquered
pride, urgin, heal thy famedgandhib unto ward your hands than thye on
some braver, truer warrior, latethy mighty standard shine, Heal thy helmet
and thy armor. Heal thy gleamingsword and shield hide. Die from this

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doubtful battle. Magicless carn rules thefield sparkled Urgent's eye in anger with a
red and livid flame, and thetempest of his passion shook his more than
mortal frame. Heedless on the swordhilt, Urgent paced his swift and trembling
hand, heedless with a word,your instinct drew the dark and glistening brand.

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Sacred blood of king an elder wouldhave stained his trenchant steel. But
the wise and noble Krishna strove thefatal feud. To heal not before thy
elder, Urgent, but in yonderpurple field against thy rival and thy women
used thy warlic, sword and shield. Render honor to thy elder. Quench

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thy hasty, impious rat sin,not against holy Sestra, Leave not virtue
sacred pad bow before thy virtuous elder, as before the gods in heaven.
Sheathe thy sword and quell thy passion. Be thy hasty sin forgiven DEITYA surgeon
silent listened and obeyed the man.The tie tears of manly sorrow trickled from

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his soft and altered eye. Dearin joy and dear in suffering, calm
is righteous, Elder stood, dearin repressed his mansions, dearer in the
jungalod urgent seated his flashing saber,joined his hands and hung his head,
fixed his eye on gooded his dear, and in humble accents, said,

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pardon, great and saintly monarch vessel'sdisrespectful world. Pardon elder, if a
younger, heedless drew his seinful sword, but that hast to yield my weapon
stung my soul to peter strife deareris the bogandivant urchin than his life.
Pardon if the blood of anger mantledover this rugged brow. Pardon if I

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drew my saber against my duty andmy vow, for that has the act
repenting urgent bows unto thy feet,Grant me, gentle king and elder brother's
love forgiveness, sweet from it isdissaltered dialects gentle tears of sorrow's start,
and he lifts his younger brother tohis ever loving heart, Urgent, I

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have wronged dee brother, and nofalter or sin is dying. Has the
wots of thoughtless anger escaped these sinfulleaps of mine. Bitter was my shame
and anguish when from Kern's car Ifled radder than my bleeding bosom warrior's fame
and honor bled. Has the wartsI uttered Urchin by my pain and anguish

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driven wipe them with a brother's kindness. Be thy elders, sin forgiven stronger
by his elder's blessing. Urgent mountsthe battle car. Krishna drives them mill
quiet coursers to the thickening ranks ofwar. Onward came the fiery Kurn with
his chiefs and armed men, SaliOrgedy's flying coursers with the whip and loosen

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rain, often met and often partedlifelong rivals in their fame, not to
part again. The heroes each untilthe other came, not to part on
till a chieftain by the other chiefwas slain, Argent, dead or lifeless.
Curn pressed the Kurukshetra plain. Longthey strove, but neither Archer could

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his gallant foeman beat till like surgingocean billows, the dangry warrior's meat.
Argent's arrows fell on cern like thesmer's angry flood. Kern's shafts, like
hissing serpents, drank the valiant Urgent'sblood fierce and quick from his gandhib angry
action. Surgent walk till the bowstringstrained and heated was by sudden impulse broke

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Hold, cried Argin to his rivalmind the honored rules of war warriors strike
not. Helpless Foeman thus disabled onthe car hold the brave Kern until urgent
man's's overstrained bow. Argent Danuel gravefor Marcy, nor from God, nor
mortal foe vain. He spoke fora while to anger, heedless curn fiercely

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low, thick and fastened bowless Urgent, countless arrows, darkly showered like the
cobra, dark and hissing carn.Sleaming lightning dart struck the helpless archer Reurgin
on his broad and bleeding heart,furious like a wounded tiger, quivering in
the dark summood with his manted dwarlike weapon. Now the angry Urgent stood,

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blazing with a mighty radiance like aflame in summer night. Fierce he
fell on archer Curn, with hismore and mortal might little recked the dauntless
Curn. If his foe in angerrose Corn feared not face of mortal dreaded
not immortal foes, nor with allhis rat and valor urgent conquered him in
war. Till within the soft art, sinking stuck the whill of current scar

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stood unmoved, the tilted chariot vainly, wrathful Ceila strove urging steeled the struggling
coursers Curn Savy card to move vainlyto the gallant cur leaped upon the humid
soil, sought to lift the sunkenaxle with a hard unwonted toil hold.
He cried to noble legend, wageof false or impious war on a foeman,

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helpless, corless, Thou upon thylofty car loudly laughed, da Helm
Legeon answered, nor rejoinder gave untokarnel pleading virtue Christian answered, calm and
grave, didst thou seek the pathsof virtue? Mighty Kerne Archer Bold,
when Secundi robbed the distr of hisempire and his gold. Didst thou at

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the paths of honor on Itastre's fatalfall, heaping itselts on jopardy in Hastina's
council hall. Didst thou then fulfillthy duty? When it IST's exiled crossed,
Krishna asked in writing justice for itIstre's empire lost. Didst thou fight
a holy battle when it sixs marrouderscaled? Corn hunted of his menu,

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and the haightful hero killed. Speaknot then of rules of honor? Blackened
in your scenes, you die?Death is common shape of virgin Corn's fatal
hour is nigh, stung to furyand to madness, faint but frantic.
Corn fought, reckless, rootless andrelentless. Valiant Urchin's life he sought,

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sent his lust resist less arrow onhis foeman's mighty chest. Urgent felt a
shock of thunder on his broad andmailed breast. Fainting fell the bleeding urchun
darkness deemed his manly eye fell,and breathless watched his warriors, anxious,
watched the gods in sky. Thenit passed, and helm Durchin rose like

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a newly lighted fire of you mynew said remembrance kindled fresh a father sire,
and he drew his bow. Gandeepaimed his dough with stiffled bread,
vengeans for his murdered hero, wingthe fatal dart of dead, like the
fiery bolt of lightning argents leury darrow'spad, like the red and flaming Matti,

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carn fell among the dead tree fallof Celia darkly caused the shades of midnight,
carned steel and lifeless lay gast andpale overslaughtered thousands fell the Morrow's seekly
ray bow and brave and proud preceptorcreep out the dutid and said tear bedimmed

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the warrior Silens and his manly bosomblood leaderless. The crew forces by a
dire misfortune, crossed like the moonlightshades of midnight in their outer darkness,
lost like a summer dried river wherehe wasted. The varied sand lost its
bride of freshening waters, sweeping overthe grateful land as a spark of fire.

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Conjumit Summer's podged and sapless wood cruise. Lordless lifeless forces shall be angry
Urgent's food Vimato will seek fulfillment ofthe dreadful vow. He may brave sight
that iraqis vangeance for his son sometimely slad bid this battle cheese Dodotan pale

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and feedful, is dye star bloodenough of friendly nations soaks this crimson field
of war. Bid them leave thefew survivors of a vast and countless host.
Let thy few remaining brothers sleeve formany are the lost. Kindly heart
had good to distir steal. Heseeks for rightful peace, render back his

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ancient kingdom. Bid this war ofkinsmen seas creeper, So Dourotan answered in
this sad and fatal strife. Everforemost of our warriors ever careless of thy
life. Ever in the council chamber, thou hast words of wisdom said needless

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war, and their destruction by thypeaceful counsel state. Every word that escips
de creeper is a word of truthand weight net less. Thy advice for
conquer wise preceptor comes too late.Hope not that the good it is to
rule again. Our friendship owne cheatedonce by deep Seconi of his kingdom,

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and is throne rugged. Wemau willnot falter fatalist. The vow he made
vngeful urgin will not pardon Gallant ofVim no dead fair dropody dot her penance.
So our ancient matrons say in ourblood to wash her insult and her
proud insulted sleigh fair soveder born andevening weeps her dear departed son. Feats

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dropped is deathless anger for the herodead and God deeply in their bosoms rankle
wrongs and insults. We have givenblood alone can wash it. Creeper such
the cruel will of heaven, andthe hour for peace is over. For
our best sleep on the plain,brothers, kinsmen, friends and elders slumber

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with the countless slave. Shall Dourdan, like a recreant, now avoid the
deathful strife? After all his bravestwarriors, having war surrendered life. Shall
he sending them to slaughter, nowsurvive and learn to flee. Shall he,
ruler over monarchs, learn to banthe servile name proud Douridan soothe no

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favor, even it is dying bread, unsubdued, and still unconquered, changeless,
even unto death. Celia, Valiant, King of Madra, leads our
armed hosts to day to Paris,or to conquer. Gallant creeper lead the
way. Meanwhile, round the bravitHisture calmly stood upon the force, as

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the final day of battle now beganits fatal course. Brothers, kinsmen,
hero warriors. So the good diistersaid, ye have done your share in
battle, witness countless. Foreman deadsaid it is to is our eldest.
Let him nd this fatal strife.Slay the lust of Guru chieftains, or

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surrender thrown in life. Both said, Tickie ever faithful with his arms,
protects my right, Drupet's son withwatchful valor gods my left with wonted might
in the front, dot vima battlecareful, urgent God's the rear. I
will lead the battle center, whichshall know nor flight nor fear truly.

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On that fatal morning, bravityes Tearkept his word long and fear sluaged the
combat with fair Madra's valiant lord.Thick and faster, arrow swhistled, and
the lances pointed well, crashing withthe sound of thunder, Celia's mighty standard
fell, rescued by the son ofDrona. Celia rushed again to war slew

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the noble milk, white coursers ofid Istri's royal car and as prince the
hungry lion on the spotted jungle deerSelda rushed upon it. Histir, reckless
and unknown to fear. Brave itestear marked him coming, and he hurled
his fatal dart, like the fatalcurse of Brahmen, sank the weapon in
his heart, blood suffused his ie, and nostril quivered steel his feeble hand

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like a cliff by thunder ribbon,Celia fell and shooked the land. And
that was the fatal battle for them. Lessa king was slain, pierced by
angry Sahib, false Sacni pressed aplain. All the brothers of Durudin Tiger
rested Wema's lieve. Proud Urudan,pale and panting, from the field of

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battle, flew four knight of slaughter, far from battles, soil and slaughter
by a darkened, limpid lake,sad and slow and faint. Touruden deed
his humble shelter take but the villaintssons of Pandu, with the hunter's watchful

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care, did you attract dear fallenFoemen like a wild beast in its lair,
God's uteness, said Durudin, flamingin his shame and red boy to
manhood, everheting we have crossed eachother's path. Now we need to part
no longer. Proud Duryadan fights youall perish he or sons of Pandu,

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may this evening see or fall Wemaanswered for the insults long endured, but
not forgiven me alone of fight.Do you then, witness, righteous gods
in heaven, Call to mind thedark destruction plan of old in fine desire
in the halls of Varnavad to consumeus in the fire. Call to mind

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the scheme deceitful deep Secunes's dark device, cheating us of fame and empire by
the tree of loaded dies. Callto mind that coward insult and outrage,
foul and keen flung on Drupid's saintlydaughter and our noble spotless queen. Call
to mind the stainless Vishma for thyscenes and folly, slain lifeless proud Preceptor

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Drona, current lifeless on the plain, perish in thy scenes to you then
perish to th hated name and thedark life crime, polluted and studiodim in
thy shame, like two bulls thatfire in fury, blinded to wounds and
oozing blood, Like two wild andwarning tuskers shaking all day, echoing would

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like the thunder wielding Indra mighty Yama, dark and red, dauntless Vima and
Turyodan fiercely strove and fought and bledSparks of fire shot from their maces,
and their faces ran with blood.Neither one and neither yielded matched in strength,
the rival stood. Theuny's vow rememberedWema, and he raised his weapon

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high with a foul attack, Butfatal Wema broke Dolitan's tie. Through the
sky. A voice resounded as thegreat Durutan fell, and the art the
voisery echoed over her distant heel anddale. Beasts and birds in consternation flew
over the land and azure sky manbelow, and heaven lycidas trembled at the

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fatal cry. Darkness fell upon thebattle. Proud did it h dying lay,
But the slaughter of the combat closednot with the closing day, and
sent feud and hatred linger after battle, sweeping flood and the father's deathless anger
courset in the children's blood, Jonahslept and gallant Drupert for their earthly task

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was done. Vengeance fired the sonof Drona against the royal Rupert's son sable
shadows of the midnight fell over battle'ssilent plain, faintly shown, the fitful
planets on the dying and the slain, and the vengeful son of Drona,
fired by all means, dark andred, stole into the tents of women

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with a soft and noiseless tread.Tristadima, and secondly, Princess of Pancha's
land fell beneath the proud, avengerousSetuama's reeking hand I, where Rupert's sleeping
grandson's fair Droperty's children lay stole thecrowd alarm of vengeance smoldered them ere dawn

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of day done the ghastly work ofslaughter. Asa Tama banned his way,
where beside the limpid waters lone Duryodhandying lay, and Duryodhan blessed the hero
with his feeble, flitting bread.Joy of vengeance cheered his bosom, and
he died. The happy death andof book ten, Book eleven stud Funeral

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rites the Death of Duryadan concludes thewar, and it is followed by the
eleventh of women and the funerals ofthe deceased warriors. The passages translated in
this book form section ten, portionsof section sixteen, seventeen, and twenty
six, and the whole of sectiontwenty seven of book eleven of the original

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text, one could women visit thebattlefield speak the ensign Trithidashtra, father of
a hundred sons, sunless now andsorrow streacken dark, his ebbing life tied
runs God's wilfill my life's last wishes. Haunchmen yoke my royal car Triterterashtra meets

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his princess in the silent field ofwar, speed unto the Queen Gandharry,
to the dames of Kuru's house,to each dear departed warrior. Whence his
fair and faithful spows Queen Gandharry sorrow. Laddin, with dance and Pritha came
and each weeping widowed princess and eachwailing childless dame. And he saw the

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weary monarch, father of a perishedrace, fresh and aloud, awoke their
sorrow well in tears, suffused theirface. Good bidour ever, gentle whispered
comfort. Unto all placed the dameswithin their chariots, left Astina's palace hall
loud, the wail of war andsow orrow rose from every crew house,

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children who wept beside their mothers forits widowed royal spows, veiled dwellers of
the palace scarce the gods their facehad seen heedless. Now through Martin City
sped each widowed, childless queen fromtheir royal brow and bosom, gem and
jewel cast a side lose their robsand lose their treances, quenched their hearty

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queenly pride, So one false dantleeredmonarch, struck by woe, one's sudden
fear issuing from their snowy mountains,leaseless straight that dappled theear. So upon
the broad arena milkwhite feelies braved thesun, wildly tossed their flowing traces,
and in sad disorder run Clinging toher rooping sister, webbed its dame in

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careless pain for the lord, theson or father in the doubtful battle slay
webbed and smote her throbbing bosom,and in bitter angu sh wailed till her
senses reeled in sorrow till her Roman'sreason failed. Veiled queens and bashful maidens,
or stay shunned the public eye blushed, nor seams suffused their faces as

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they passed the city by gentle bosoms, kindly hearted, or as they wiped
each other's eye, now by commonsorrow. Laddin none for sister. Heaved
a sigh with this troop of wailingwomen, deep in war, disconsolate slow.
The mowner coblic Curus passed as Dinah'souter gate man from stall and Lumen,

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anvil man of every guild and trade, left the city with the monarch
through the open country straight, andthe universal sorrow filled the air and answering
sky, as when ends the mortal'syuga, and the end of world is
nigh. Two Gunder's lament for theslave, stayless queen and stainless women,

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ever righteous, ever good, statelyin her mighty sorrow on the field gunned
her he stood steuned skulls and clotteddresses, darkened by the stream of gore,
on the limbs of countless warriors.Was the red field covered over elephants
and steeths of battle carbon chiefs,untimely slain headless trunks and heads dissevered filled

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a red and ghastly plain, andthe long run haul of jackals over the
scene of carnage rings, and thevulture and the raven flapped their dark and
loathsome winds feasting on the blood ofwarriors. Foul pizars filled the air,
vewless forms of hungry rockshes limped fromlimb. The corpssed tear through this scene

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of death and carnage was danc andmonarch lead krudaims with faltering footsteps stepped amidst
the countless death, and a piercingwail of anguish burst upon the aquin plain
as they saw their sons and fathers, brothers, lords amidst the slave,
as they saw the wolves of junglefeed upon the dastine prey turks, some

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wanderers of the midnight, prowling inthe light of day, shriek of pain
and wail of anguish over the ghostlyfieldery sound and their feeble footsteps falter and
the sink upon the ground. Senseand life desert the mourners as the faint
in common grief. Death like swan, succeeding sorrow yields a moment's short relief.

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Then a mighty sigh of anguish fromGundary's bosom broke, gazing on her
anguished daughters. Unto Krishna. Thusshe spoke Markman counseled daughters with the youth
queens of Koru's house, wailing fordear, dear departed, like the osprey,
for her spous How which cold andfading feature wakes in jem a woman's

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love. How amidst the lifeless warriors, steely drestless tapes, they row.
Mothers hugged their slaughtered children, allunconscious in their sleep, with those bands
upon their husbands, and in ceaselesssorrow weep mighty Vishma hath he fallen,
Quen's disarcher, Curt's pride drupid MonarchoPancha sleeps by foremen Rona's sigh. Shining

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mail and costly jewels, royal banglesdrew the plane. Golden garlands, rich
and varnished, tagged the chief's untimelysleigh lences hurled by stalwart fighters, clubs
of mighty wrestlers, keel swords andbows of ample measer quiver steel with arrows
field marked on forgotten heroes. Jungleprowlers made them stray on their brow and

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mailed bosoms, heedless perch. Thebirds of prey mark the great unconquered heroes
famed on our from west to east. Conquers perch upon their foreheads, hung
revolves upon them. Feast mark thekings on soft excushion scars. They need
address they found now, the lyingpeaceful slumber on the hard and reddened ground,

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marked the youths whom morn and eveninglisted to the minstrel's song. In
the rear, the lonesome jackal dothhis doleful wailed prolonged. See the chieftains
with their maces and their swords oftrusty steel steel. They grasped their tried
weapons to the steel. The lifefells feel three Gandhari's lament for Duryodhan.

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Thus to Krishna, Queen Gandhari stroveher woeful thoughts to tell when alas her
wandering vision on her son Duryodhan fellsudden anguish smote her bosom, and her
senses seemed to stray like a treeby tempest. Shaken senseless on the earth,
she lay once again. She wakedin no sorrow once again, she

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cast her eye where her son,in blood and purple, slept beneath the
top and sky, and she clappedher dear Duryudin, hurled him close on
to her breast. Sobs convulsive shookher bosom as the lifeless forms he pressed,
and her tears like rains of summer, fell and washed. His noble
head jagged with kurland, still untarnished, grazed at Nishka's bright and wath mad,

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said my dear Duryadin, when hewent on too the war, wish
me joy and wish me triumph.As I mounted battle car son, I
said to dear Duryudin, heaven everto cruel faith, yetudhr masta doujaya triumph
dot on virtue. Wait. Buthe set his heart on battle by his

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velor wiped his seams. Now hedwelt in realm cele steel, which the
faithful warrior wings. And I weepnot for Turyodo like a prince, he
fought and fell. But my sorrowstricken husband, who can his misfortunes?
Tell aye? My son was braveand princely, all resistless in the war.

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Now he sleeps the sleep of warriors, sunk in gloom. His glorious
star I, my son mid groundmonarchs held the first and foremost way.
Now he rests upon the red art, quenched his bright, affulgent ray Aye,
my son, the best of heroes, he had won the warrior's sky,
Shatrya's nobly conquered Krishna. When inwar the nobly die, hark the

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loathesome cry of jackals, How thewolves their vigils keep maidens riching song and
beauty. First to watch his sleephark the fallen, bloodbeaked vultures flapped their
wings upon the death. Maidens swepttheir feedery ponkahs round Turiatan's royal bed.
Peerless bowmen, mighty mowner nations steelhis hasts o bathe as a lion slays

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a tiger, Vima had Turatan slaythirteen years over Kuru's empire. Proud Durthan
held his sway roldestinos encient city wherefair Ganga's water stray. I have seen
his regal splendor with these ancient eyesof mine, elephants and battle chariots,

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steeds of war, and hearts ofkine Kuruans another master, and Duritton's days
fled and the leeve to be awitness. Krishna, Oh that I were
dead? Marked Druden's noble widow murder, proud, obluxhment, bold, queenly
in her eut and beauty like analtar of bright gold, turn from husband's

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sweet embraces from her son's and twiningarms, doomed to life long woe and
anguish in her ut and in hercharms rand my hard and stony bosom crushed
beneath this cruel pain, should Gundharrelieve to witness noble son and grandsons laying
mark again? Turitan's widow, Howshe hucks's gory head, How with gentle

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hands and tender softly holds him onhis bed. How from dear departed husband
taunted she to her dearer son,And the tear drops of the murdyr choke
the widow's bitter groan, like thefiber of the lotus, tender golden is
her frame, Oh my lotus,Oh my daughter, Where it's pride and
CORU's fay. If the truth residethinvade us, brave do Leitan dwells above,

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wherefore lingerine sadness severed from his cherishlove. If the truth resides in
sastre dwells in sky my hero's sonfor Gundharry and her daughter. Now their
earthly task is done. For funeralrite victor of a deathful battle said,

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it is to reviewed the plain,friends and kinsmen, kings and chieftains,
countless troops, untimely slain, andhe speake to white Suderman, pious priest
of Cruz, rays Andntu Sanjay andDoomia to bidore full of grace. Spake
unto the brave Jijitsu Cruz, lastsurviving chief, spake to feithful Indrasena,

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and to warriors sunk in grief,pious rides her. Due to foremen and
to friends and kinsmen slain, noneshall lack a fitting funeral. None shall
paris on the plain. Wise Vidourand his comrades spaed on sacred duty.
Bound sandaluth and sand, the dlowis, oil and key and perfumes found,

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silken robes of costly splendor, fabricsby the artist's wharf, drive from the
thorny jungle, perfume from the sandedgrove, Shattered cars and splintered lances,
hewed and ready for the fire,piled arranged in perfect order into many a
funeral pyre Kings and princes, noblewarriors were in rank and order laid,

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and with streams of melted butter werethe rich libations made blazed a fire with
wondrous radiance by their rich libations fedsanctifying and consuming Mordal remnants of the dead
Brave Duryathan and his brothers Selli ofthe Mighty car Huisawa's King of Nations,
Jadrad famed in war of him Nu, son of Virgin Lutschman, Proud Duryathan's

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son so Madata, and the Strangesfamed for deeds of valor done much as
monarch Proud Bidad drupet fair, Panchal'sking and his sons Panchal's princes whose great
deaths the minstrels saying cultured Monarch ofGooshal and Gundhar's wildly Lord Karn proud and

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purest archer matchless, which is flamingsword Vagadat, the Eastern monarch all registless
in his car Coutt Katch son ofWema Alumbasha faned in war, and a
hundred other monarchs all received a piousride till the radiance of the fire light
chased the shadows of the night.Pittrimida, due to fathers, was performed

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with pious care. Heamns and wailsand lamentations mingled in the midnight air.
Sacred songs of Greek and Summon rosewith women's piercing wail, and the creatures
of the wide eared herd. Thesound subdued and pale, smokeless, and
its radiant luster shone, its redand lighted pyre, like the planets of

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the bright sky, dropping with celestialfire. Countless myriads, nameless, friendless
from each court and camp afar fromthe east and west collected fell in Kurukshetra's
war. Thousand fires for them werelighted. They received a pious ride.
Such was good districe mandate, Suchwas Wisebideur's smile. All the dead were

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burned to ashes, and the sacredride was over. Tritarashtra and his tear
slowly walked to Gangha's shore five oblationto Kern Sacred Gangha. Ample bosomed sweeps
along in regal pride, rolling downher limpid waters through high banks. On

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either side, kuru daimes and weepingwidows teeter in their anguish came theven holy
rights to render to departed chiefs offame, casting fort their jeweled girdles,
gems and scarves belaced with gold,gave oblations of the water, to which
hero true and bold, unto fathers, unto husbands and too sons in battle

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slave offerings of the sacred water,soaring wives and mother's maid and so great
the host of mourners went in toperform their ride, that their footsteps made
a pathway in the sadden sacred side, and the shelving banks of Gangha,
peopled by the soaring train, wide, expanding, vast and sea like,

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form a scene of woe and pain. But a wave of keener sorrow swept
over Pritha's heaving breast. As untoher, whooping children does her secrets,
She expressed, He my sons,the peerless bowman mighty in his battle car,
he who bore a stamp of heroslain by Urgin in the war,

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He whom, as the son ofRadha chariot driver, ye have taught,
he who shown itch Suria's Lusser ashis countless foes he fought, He who
faced your stoutest warriors, and inbattle never failed, He who led the
crew forces, and in danger neverquailed. He who knew no peer in
proys, owned in ward no haftiername, He who wielded life not honor,

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and by death had conquered fame.He in truth, who never faltered,
never left his vow undone offer untohim oblation. Karn was my eldest
son. Karn was your honored elder. And the sun inspired his Birdkern in
his rings and armor, sun likedrought, the spacious art preta spake,

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and terror stricken punder brothers groaned inpain, and they wept in war and
anguish for the brother they had slain. He sing forth his sigh of sorrow,
like a trodden hissing snake, saidit is dear to his mother.
Thus his inward feeling spake. Didstthou mother bear the hero fathomless like ocean

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dread, whose unfailing listening arrows likeits countless below spead. Didst thou bear
that pure des archer, all resistless, in his car, sweeping with a
roar of ocean, through the shatteredranks of war? Didst thou bear the
mighty hero, mortal man of avonleabird crushing b and it is arm of
valor all his foemen on the earth. Didst thou hide the Barton lineage of

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the chief of that full liar,as a man in folds of garments seeks
to hide the flaming fire urgent whilderof Gandhi was for us. No truer
stay den was Karan for the CurusIn the battle's drd array, Monarch's match,
not Khan's glory, nor his deedsof valor done midst the mighty carbon

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warriors, mightiest warrior. Khan Shornwas heaten, our eldest brother we have
in the battle slave and our nearest, dearest elder fell upon the gory play.
Not the death of a revenue fromthe affairs who hadra toorn, Not
the slaughter of the princess by theproud drop of the born, Not the

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fall of Kuru warriors, nor Panchaal'smighty host like die that afflicts my bosom,
noble Kern loved and lost, Monarch'sempire, Victor's glory. All the
treasure's art can yield righteous, blessand heavenly gladness. Harvest of the swark's
field. All that wish can shapeand utter all that nourish, can,

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hope and pride, all were ours, So noble Karna, with thee by
thy brother's side, and this carnageof the curuse, these sad eyes had
never seen. Peace had graced ourblessed empire. Happy the art have been
long bewailed. The sad histere forhis elder, loved and dead, and

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the oblation of the water to thenoble carn maid and the royal names of
Kuru viewed the sighted, freshening painwept to see the gooded his here offering
to his brother's slain. And thewidowed Queen of Karn, with the women
of his house, gave oblations toher hero wept her loved and slaughtered.
Spous turned their rights to the departed, done oblations to the dead. Slowly,

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then the sets survivors of the reverseMargins spread far along the shore and
sand bank of the sacred Sea,extreme made in matron, laved their bodies
beneath the morning's holy beam, andablutions done the chorus. Slow and sad
and cheerless, pot went their wayto forest dinner with a wide and vacant

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heart. And of Book eleven,Book twelve a Swimmide, sacrifice of the
horse, the real epic, answeredthe ore, and the funerals of the
deceased warriors. Much of what followsin the original Sanskrit poem is either episodical

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or comparatively recent interpolation. The greatand venerable warrior Vishma, still lying on
his deathbed, discourses for the instructionof the newly crowned stir on various subjects
like the duties of kings, theduties of the forecasts, and the four
stages of life. He repeats thediscourses of other saints of Rigu and Vartwaj

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of Manu and Rehspathy of Bias andSuk of Yegebalka, and Janak of Nadad
and Narayan. He explained Sanka philosophyand Yoga philosophy, and lays down the
laws of marriage, the laws ofsuccession, the rules of gifts, and
the rules of funeral rites. Hepreaches the cult of Krishna and narrates endless

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legions, tales, traditions and meatsabout sieges and saints, gods and mortal
kings. All this is told intwo books containing about twenty two thousand couplets
and forming nearly one fourth of theentire Sanskrit epic. The reason of adding
all this episodical and comparatively recent matterto the ancient epic is not far to

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seek. The epic became more popularwith the nation at large than dry codes
of law and philosophy, and generationsof brahmanical writers labored therefore to insert in
the epic itself their rules of castand moral conduct, their laws and philosophy.
There is no more venerable character inthe epic than Vishma, and these

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rules and laws have therefore been supposedto come from his lips on the solemn
occasion of his death, as astorehouse of ideal laws and traditions and moral
rules. These episodes are invaluable,but they form no part of the real
epic. They are not a portionof the leading story of diapeic. And
he pass them by. Vishma diesand discrimated. But the endless exposition of

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laws, listens and moral rules isnot yet over. Krishna himself takes up
the task in a new book,and as he has done once before in
the Vagavad Gita, he now oncemore explains to Urchin in the Anugita,
the great Truths about soul and emancipation, creation and the will of life,
true knowledge and rights, and Panits, the adventures of the Sea Zutanka,

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whom Krishna meets, then take upa good many pages. All this forms
no part of the real epic,and we pass it by. It is
there has in the meantime been crownedKing of the Kurus at Hastinapur, and
the posthumous child of a vi Menuis named Parikshit and is destined to succeed
to the throne of the Curus.But Dister's mind is still troubled with the

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thoughts of the carnage of the war, of which he considers himself guilty,
and a great saint. Viaz advisesthe performance of the assumine, or the
sacrifice of the horse, for theexpiration of the scene. The sacrifice of
the horse was an encient Hinto custompracticed by kings exercising sucerine powers over surrounding

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kings. A horse was let freeand was allowed to wander from place to
place, accompanied by the king's guard. If any neighboring king ventured to detain
the animal, it was a signalfor war. If no king ventured to
restrain the venderer, it was considereda tacit mark of submission to the owner
of the animal. And when thehorse returned from its peregrinations, it was

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sacrificed to the great pomp and splendorat a feast to which all neighboring kings
were invited. Jister allowed the sacrificealhorse to ender at will, and Urchin
accompanied it. Wherever the horse wasstopped. Urgin fought and conquered, and
thus proclaimed the supremacy of Wittistir overall neighboring potentates. After various wars and

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adventures in various regions, Urgin atlast returned victorious with the steed to Hastinapur,
and the sacrifice commenced. The descriptionof the sacrifices somewhat artificial and concerns
itself, which writes in ceremonious detailsand gifts to brahmins, and altogether bears
unmistakable evidence of the interpolting hand oflater priestly writers. Nevertheless, we cannot

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exclude from this translation of the leadingincidents of the epic the last great and
crowning act of wittstir Now anointed monarkKuru Land. The portion translated in this
book forms sections eighty five and partsof sections eighty seven and eighty nine of
Book fourteen. Of the original text, one the gathering victor of one hundred

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battles Urgin Bantha's homeward way, fallingsteel, the sacred Georgier free to wander
as it may, strolling minstrels toit Isteur, spake of their returning Steeth
spake of virgin wnding homeward with theVictor's crown of mead and the sang of
Vagin's triumphs in Ganthhar's distant vale onthe banks of Brahmaputra, and in Sindhu's

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rocky dale. Twelfth day came ofMark's bright moon, and auspicious was the
star Neiher came the victor region fromhis Conquestsneer and far Gudistyr called his brothers
faithful twins, and Vima true spaketo them in gentleland accents, and his
words were grave and field. Wema. Now returneth Huchem with di steat from

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many a frey. So they tellme, noble brother who have met him
on the way and the time ofAsomida day by days, drawing nigh marks.
Full moon is approaching and the winterpass it by. Let the Brahmans
versed in vade Us choose the sacrificialside for the fist of many nations and
performance of the ride Wema heart ofVirtune's coming hero with the curly hair,

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and to deed is transmandate due toget some hot repair. Brahmans versed in
sacrifices, cunning architects of fame,builders of each various altar with the son
of Pritha Kane and the uppon alevel greensword measured forth the sacred side laid
it out with halls and pathways forthe sacrifice heal ride mansion's grace to gem

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and jewel. Round the bright raina shown, palaces of golden luster glinted
in the morning sun. Guilt andblazoned devices. Lofty columns stood around graceful
arches. Gold surmounted spent the consecratedground. Gay pavilions rose in beauty round
the sacrificial site. For the queensof crowned monarchs went into the holy ride.

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Humbler dwellings rose for Brahmins, priestsof learning and of fame, come
to view it is Terzachia, andto blessedi Ister's name. Messengers with kindly
greetings went to monarchs far renowned askedthem to Asthenos city to the consecrated ground,
and to please the gratty dist cameeach king and chief dan bold with

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their sleeves and dark eyed dasels,arms and horses, gems and gold,
came and found a royal welcome inpavilions rich and high, and the sea
like voice of nations smote, echoingvault of sky with his greetings, Dotty
distir for it, Chief and Kingof man, calling drinks and sumptuous vines,
beds of regal pride or dame stablesfilled with corn and barley, added

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milk and lassier's cane greet the monarch'sswarli like taskers and the steets with flowing
maine. Moonies from their hermitages tothe sacred yeggya cane Rishies from the grove
and forest, attering Brahmha's holy name. Famed acharias vorzed in vadas to the
city held their way. Brahmacharis withgross girdle, chanting rick or summon lay,

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welcomed Kuru's pious monarch, saint andsage and man of grace, and
with gentle condescension showed its priest hisfeeding plays, skilled mechanics, cunning artists
raised the structures for the riot,and with every needful object graced the sacrificial
side. Every duty thus completed joyfullydister's mind, and they blessed his faithful

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brothers with an elder's blessing. SkindTiu the fisting man in nations are assembled,
aims are sung by saint and sageunder learned disputations. Keen disputants often
engage, and the conquours of themonarchs view the splendor of the right like

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the glorious chyabinra is the sacrificial side. Bright festoons and flaming streamers over the
golden arches, hung groups of menand gay dressed women form a bright and
joyous charm. Gears of gold andsparkling waters, vessels reach it, Golden
laid, costly cups and golden vases, coruze, welt and pride displayed.

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Sacrificial stakes of timber with their goldenfastenings grazed consecrated by the mantra are in
sumptuous order placed countless creatures of thewide earth. Fishes from the lake,
flood, buffaloes and bults from pasture, beast to subfray from jungle wood birds
in every egg born creature, insectsdeath from moisture spring. Thenizens of cave

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and mounting for the sacrifice they bring. Noble chiefs and mighty monarchs gaze in
wonder on the side filled with everyliving object. Corn and cattle for the
ride, card and cake and sweetconfection are for feasting. Brahn spread,
and the one hundred thousand people aresumptuous wines fed with Decksons of the rain,

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cloud, drum and trumpet raise theirvoice, Speak it his tears,
noble bounty. Bid the sons ofmanry joys. Day by day the Holy
Yekia grows in splendor and in joy, rise in hellets, feeds all commers
made and matron man and boy,lakes of card and lakes of butter,

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speak it his tears. Bounteous feast. Nations of the jumbo deep share it
greatest and the least. For ahundred diverse races from a hundred regions,
came eighth of good Dister's bounty,bless the good died Dister's name, and
a thousand proud attendants gay with earrings. Garlant grast carried food unto the feeders,

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and the sweet confections placed vayant's feet. For crowned monarchs were unto Brahmans,
given drinks of rich and coling fragrancelike the nectar drink of heaven tree,
sacrifice of animals. Victor of ahundred battles. Urgin came with conquering
steeth Vias herald of the bedas badthe holy rite proceed for the day's communisture.

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Let the sacrifice be done. Letthe priests repeat the mantra golden as
the morning sun, threefold bounty asby thy presence, and the threefold merrit
gain for thy walts of gold isam freely de Ductioninaarraim made a trifold rich
performance. Purified the darkening stain bloodof warriors and of kinsmen slaughtered on the

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gory plain, made the yaga's pureevolution was d of the cruel scene,
and the meat of sacrificers made thegooded istir Win Vi'a spoke and gooded ister
took the dicksha of the right andcomments dash chamid, gladdening every living white
round the altar Soli Lasuer moved thepriests with sacred all served not from the

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rule of duty, failed not inthe sacred love turned the right of pure
Brabagia with the pious human lay tothe task of a Visherba. Priests and
Brahmans led the way, and theholy soma drinkers pressed the sacred soma plant
and performed a pure savannah with thesolemn summoned chant. Bounty weights on squalid

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hunger, gifts dispel the team infear. Gold revives the poor and lowly.
Marcy wipes the mourner's tear. Tendercare relieves the streacken by the gracious
king's command. Charity, with lovingsweetness, spreads her smile over all the
land. Day by day, dosomither doth, with sacred rights, proceed

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day by day on royal bounty,poor and grateful myriad's feed and adept in
six bedagas, strict in vow andrich in lore seige preceptors holy teachers grew
in virtue evermore. Six good stakesof bilva, timber, six of hard
cuddy rude, six of seasons,serva vernin on the place of ye gestood.

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Two were made of Devadaru pine thaton Himalay grows. One was made
of wood of Slatia, which thesacrificer knows. Other steaks of golden lusser
quainted curious carving done draped in silkand gold brocaded like darsam asure shorn,
and the consecrated altar built and raised. The bricks of gold shown in splendor

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like the altar Duksha belt in daysof old eighteen cubit square, the structure
forty players of brick in height witha specious wing triangle like an eagle in
its flight. Beasts whose flesh ispure and wholesome, dwellers of the lake
or sky. Priests assigned each variedoffering to each heavenly power on high bolts

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of various breed and color, steedsof metal true, and tried other creatures
full. Three hundred to the manystakes were tied. Day Verishes viewed the
feasting. Sweet gundrbs woke the songubsaras like gleamps of sunlight on the greensward
cheeped along kidners and kim perushas mingledin the holy ride. See thus of

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austere st pannons stood around the sacredside. Biaza's great and gifted people who
the Vedas have compiled gazed Upunda Somitaon the wondrous Agia smiled from the bright
atrial mansions. Heavenly Rishi Narad camechitrasin awoke the music singer of celestial fame,

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cheered by more than mortal music Brohmansto their task in climb and itister's
fame and virtue, which a brighterlusts are shine. Four. Sacrifice of
the horse, birds and beasts doesemolted, dressed and cooked, provide the
food. Then before the sacred charger, priests in rank and order stood and

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by rules of beda guided slew thehorse of noble breathe plays dropody Queen of
Yagya. By the slain and lifelessteeth, hymns and gifts and pure devotion
sanctified the noble Queen, Woman's wartand stainless virtue, woman's pride and wisdom
came prist sweet holy contemplation cooked thehorse with pious ride, and the steam

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of welcome fragrance sanctified the sacred side. Good. It is tirand his brothers
by the rules by Ricci, spokepiously in health of fragrance and the sin
destroying smoke, severed limbs and sacredfragments of the courser duly dressed, pressed
suppon the bleazing altar as a piousoffering placed, and then sient Bird of

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Bedas Bias raised his voice in song, blessed Istir Kurus Monarch and the many
nation trong five gifts on too.Brahmans gave it Istir countless nishkahs of bright
gold unto seize in saint ly viasall this realm and well coome told.

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But the bord and ancient Rishi whothe Holy Bedas spake, rendered back the
monarch's presence artly gift. He mightnot take Diinese Cruz ancient empire rule the
nations of the earth, gods ofdistined tea. As Monarch from the moment
of die birth, gold and wealthand rich Dakshina, let the priests and

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Brahman's horde be dyed to rule theirsubjects as their father and their lord.
Krishnatu, in gentle accents to thedoubting monarch, said, we all speak
a word of wisdom and his mandatebe obeyed from the Rishi gooded distur then
received a cruel land with a treefulgift of riches, gladdens all the priestly

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band, pious priests and grateful nationsto their distant regions went and the share
of presence we as to dancy andprita' sand, fame and virtue, cruise
Monarch by the zamidhwins and the rightof pure ablution clinses all it disturbed scenes,
and his stands amid his brothers,brightly beaming pure and high, even

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as Indra stands encircled by the dwellersof the sky and the concourse of the
monarchs. Grace it isis regalmythe asthe radiance stars and planets graced the stillness
of the ninth, jams and jewelsin his bounty, golden garments, rich
and rare gave it his tear toeach monarch, slaves and damselves, passing

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fair loving gifts to dear relations,gave the king of righteous fame, and
the grateful parting monarchs blessed Istir's hallowedname, lost of all with many tear
drops, Christiana amounts his lofty carfaithful still enjoy or sorrow, faithful,
still in peace or war origins comradeWema's helper good. It is Teir's friend

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of your Krishna leaves Estina's mansions forthe Seagar Dwarka's shore. End of book
twelve. Conclusion. Their real epicanswered the war under the funerals of the
deceased warriors, as we have statedbefore, and it is their's horse.

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Sacrifice is rather a crowning ornament thana part of the solidadi fies. What
follows the sacrifice is in no sensea part of the real epic. It
consists merely of concluding personal narratives ofthe heroes who have figured in the poem.
Tritraastra retails into forest with his queenGandhari, and Pritha, the mother

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of the Panda brothers, accompanies them. In the solitude of the forest,
the old Tetraashtra sees as in avision, the spirits of all the slain
warriors, his sons and grandsons andkinsmen, clad and armed as they were
in battle. The spirits disappear inthe morning at the building of Vyasa,
who had called them up. Atlast, Tritraastra and Gandhari and Pritha are

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burned to death in a forest configuration, death by fire being considered holy.
Krishna at Dwarka meets its strange andtragic adventures, the Breshnis and the Yandakas,
becoming religious and addicted to drinking andfall a prey to internal dissensions while
theyved. Krishna die shortly after,and the city of the Yadabs is swallowed

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up by the ocean. Then followthe two concluding books of Diapic, The
Great Journey and The Ascent to Heaven, so beautifully rendered into English by Sir
Adrin Arnold. On hearing of thedeath of their friend Krishna, the Pander
brothers place Parikshit, the grandson ofVirgin, on the throne and retair to
the Himalayas. Tropody drops down deadon the way, then Sadib, then

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Knuckle, then Nudgun and then Veham. He Di Stair alone proceeds to Heaven
in person in a celestial car.There it is to undergoes some trial,
baits in the celestial Ganges, andrises with a celestial body. He then
meets Krishna, now in his heavenlyform, blazing in spandor and glory.
He meets his brothers, whom hehad lost on Art, but who are

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now immortals in the sky, cladin heavenly forms. Indra himself appears before
it is Ture and introduces him toothers who were dear to him on earth
and are dear to him in heaven. Thus speak Sindra to it is here.
This is she, the fair,mortal, hard no human mother bore

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sprung from altar as dropady human shamefor thee she wore by the wilder of
the trident, she was wake toform and life. Born in Royal Drupet's
mansion, righteous man, to bethy wife. These are bright aerial beings,
went for deed to lower Art,born by Rupert's stainless daughter, as
thy children took their bird. Thisis monarch Teterastra, who doth over Gundherb's

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reign. This is brave immortal khnurst on Art by Urchun, slaying like
the fire in radi'splandor for the suninspired his birth as the son of Jerry
Driver, he was known upon theArt midst the Scytheas and the Maduds,
midst immortals, pure and pride seektheir friends, the faithful Breshnis, matchless

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in their warlike might. Seek andfind a brave said Tiki, who upheld
thy cause so well. Seek theVojas and Dakas who in Kurukshatra fell.
This is Gallant of Vimenu, whomthe affairs of a drabor still unconquered in
the battle, slain by fraud inthe under shore of Vimenu, son of

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Virchun. Weilding urgent's peerless might withthe Lord of Knight, he ranges beauteous
as the Lord of Knight. Thisit is thereis thy Father, by thy
Mother, joined in heaven. Ofthe comes into my mansions in his flowery
chariot raven. This is Vishma,stainless warrior. By the Basuzi is his

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place. By the God of avonlywisdom, Teacher Drona sits in grace.
These and other mighty warriors, indarkly battle, slain by their valor and
their virtue, walk the bright attrialplain. They have cast their mortal bodies
crossed the radiant gate of heaven,for to win celestial mansions all to mortals,

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it is given. Let them striveby kindly action, gentle speech,
and endurance, long brighter life andholier future into sons of man, belong
and of conclusion. Glossary of Sanskritwords. A wishop, a religious rite,

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a viishaikh, sacred ablution, ajaria, preceptor, ajiea a form of
sacrifical offering, a pramatta without prideor passion, ubsecedas celestial names, argue,
I am offering due to an honoredguest, Arya, noble astram hermitage,
assure titans and of gods, osumidsacrifice of the horse, baduria,

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lapis, lajuli, Brahmachari, onewho has taken vows and leaves an austere
life. Chandan sandalut, the pasteof which is used for fragments and coldness.
Chai or chamari the himalayanyak, whosebushytail is used as a fan.
Dakshina gifts maid at sacrifices, dasaputra, some of a slave, Deva gods

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deva, Daru, the Indian pinedeva, Kenya celestial maid, Devarishi,
celestial saint, Dermaraje monarch by reasonof piety and virtue. Diksha initiation into
sacred rite gandhrb a class of aerialbeings, celestial singers, ghandib urchinspo Ghi

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or greater clarified butter Guru preceptor homea sacrificeal right or offering. Hawda the
seed of analaphant either a form ofsacrifical offering. Kuank a board of prey,
kadir an Indian tree, kim Purushaa class of imaginary beings, Kidner

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a class of imaginary beings with theface of a horse. Cokyo an Indian
bard answerring today English CaCO and prizedfor its sweet note. Mag a winter
month, Mahut or mohammadra elephant driver, mantra heim or incantation malesa alter barbarian.
All who were not Hindus were designatedby this name. Muni saint Anchorite,

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nag dweller of the snake world,also a tribe in Eastern India.
Nishad an aboriginal race. Nishka goldpieces of specified weight used as money and
also as ornament. Punk from SanskritPaksha wing a fan, pisach khost or
goblin ptrimider sacrifice an offering due todeparted ancestors. Bravergia irreligious rite. Puran

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a class of religious works, poruchetasoul, rajaswar imperial sacrifice, Raksha or
rakshasa monster or goblin, rik Himrecited at sacrifice, Rishi saints a holy
man retired from the world and devotinghimself to pious rights and contemplation. Samadi

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Austria religious practice, summon him enchantedat sacrifice, Sami an Indian tree,
sunk sounding conchel, Servavarnin an Indiantree, sastre scriptures and religious works,
Savan irreligious rite. Savithri a himalso the goddess of the Him Sita holy

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celestial beings, slash an Indian tree, Superna celestial bird, swerg heaven,
Swasti a vodatard to dispel evil,slaamber I f former bridal, the bride
selecting her husband from among suitters,teeth, holy rites at the crossing of
rivers, tridatre etree knights, Penanceand fast Vade. The most ancient and

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holy scriptures of the Hindus Vija karnsbo Vina, talayre Yegya, sacrifice,
Yetu dharmas datu Jaya. Where thereis virtue, there's victory. Yug the
period of the world's existence and ofclossary of Sanskrit words translators epilog. Ancient

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India, like ancient Greece, boastsof two great epics. One of them,
the Mahavadad, relates to a greatwar in which all the warlike races
of northern India too ksher and maytherefore be compared to the Iliad. The
other, the Ramayana, relates mainlyto the adventures of its hero vanished from
its country and wandering for long yearsin the world wilderness of southern India,

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and may therefore be compared to theOdyssei. It is the first of these
two epics, the Iliado of ancientIndia, which is the subject of tile
foregoing pages. The Great War,which is the subject of this epic,
is believed to have been fought inthe thirteenth or fourteenth century before Christ.
For generations and centuries after the war, its main incidents must have been sung

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by birds and minstrels in the courtsof northern India. The war thus became
the center of a cycle of lizens, songs and poems in ancient India,
even as Charle Magne and Arthur becamethe center of lizens in medievali rope,
and then, probably under the directionof some enlightened king, the vast mass
of lizens and poetry accumulated during centurieswas cast in a narrative form and formed

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the epic of the great Farhat nation, and therefore called the Mahafadad. The
real facts of the war had beenobliterated by age, legendary heroes had become
the principal actors, and, asis invariably the case in India, the
tread of a high moral purpose,of the triumph of virtue and the subjugation
of vice was woven into the fabricof the great Epic. OI should have

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been thankful if this epic, asit was thus originally put together some centuries
before the Christian era, had beenpreserved to us. But this was not
to be. The epic became sopopular that it went on growing. With
the growth of centuries. Every generationof poets had something to add. Every
distant nation in northern India was anxiousto interpolate some account of its deeds in

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the old record of the international war. Every preacher of a new creed desired
to have in the old epic somesanction for the new truths. He inculcated
passages from legal and moral codes wereincorporated in the work, which apple to
the nation much more effectively than drycoats. And rules about the different castes
and about the different stages of humanlife were included. For the same purpose.

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All the floating mass of tales,traditions, listens and means for which
ancient India was famous found a shelterunder the expanding wings of this wonderful epic,
and as Krishna worship became the prevailingreligion of India after the decay of
Buddhism, the old epic called theComplexion of the Times, and Krishna cult
is its dominating religious idea in itspresent shape. It is thus that the

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work went on growing for a thousandyears after it was forced, compiled,
and put together in the form ofan epic, until the crystal reel of
the epic itself was all but lostin an unending morras of religious an deductic
episodes, lizens, tales, andtraditions. When the michief had been done
and the epic had nearly assumed itspresent proportions, a few centuries after Christ,

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according to the late doctor Boehler,an atompt was made to prevent a
further expansion of the work. Thecontents of the epic were described in some
prefetory verses, and the number ofcouplets in each book was stated. The
total number of couplets according to thismetrical preface is about eighty five thousand.
But the limit so fixed has beenexceeded in still later centuries, for the

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redditions and interpolations have been made,and the Epic, as printed and published
in Calcutta in this century, contentsover ninety thousand couplets, excluding the supplement
about the race of Harry. Themodern reader will now understand the reason why
this greet epic, the greatest workof imagination that Asia had produced, has
never yet been put before the Europeanreader in a readable form. A poem

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of ninety thousand couplets, about seventimes the site of the Iliad and Odyssiput
together is more than what the averagereader can stand, and the heterogeneous nature
of its contents does not add tothe interest of the work. If the
religious works of Hooker and Jeremy Taylor, the philosophy of Hobbes and Lockey,
the commentaries of Blackstone, and theballads of Percy, together with the tractarian

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writings of Newman, Cabell and Pussy, who are all thrown into blank verse
and incorporation. Yet with the paradiselost, the reader would scarcely be much
to blame if he failed to appreciatethat delectable compound. A complete translation of
the Mahafara, therefore into English verse, is neither possible nor desirable, but

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portions of it have now and thenbeen placed before English readers by distinguished writers.
Dan Milmann's graceful rendering of the storyof Null and Amanity is still read
and appreciated by a silict circle ofbreeders, and Sir Adiurnald's beautiful translation of
the concluding books of the epic isfamiliar to a large circle of Englishmen.
A complete translation of the epic intoEnglish prose has also been published in India

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and is useful to Sanskrit scholars forthe purpose of reference. But although the
old Epic thus has been spoiled byunlimited expansion, yet nevertheless the leading incidents
and characters of the real epic arestill discernible, uninjured by the mass of
foreign substance in which they are embedded, even like those immortal marble figures which

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have been recover from the ruins ofan ancient world and now beautify the museums
of modern Europe. For years past, I have thought that it was perhaps
not impossible to exhume this varied epicfrom the superincumbent mass of episodical matter,
and to restore it to the modernworld. For years past I have felt
a longing to undertake this work,but the task was by no means an

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easy one. Leaving out all episodicalmatter, the lidinarrative of the epic forms
about one fourth of the work,and the complete translation even of this leading
story would be unreadable, both fromits length and its prolixteness. On the
other hand, to condense the story, the shorter limits would be not to
make a translation, but virtually towrite a new poem. And that was

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not what I desired to undertake,nor what I was competent to perform.
There seemed to me only one wayout of this difficulty. The main incidents
of the epic are narrated in theoriginal working passages, which are neither diffused
nor antily products, and which areinterspersed in a leading narrative of the epic
at that narrative itself is interspersed inthe midst of more languthy episodes. The

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more carefully examine the arrangement, themore clearly it appeared to me that these
main incidents of the epic would beara full and unaveraged translation into English verse,
and that these translations, linked togetherby short connecting notes, would virtually
present the entire story of the epicto the modern reader in a form annudy
limits which might be acceptable. Itwould be, no doubt, a condensed

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portion of the original epic, Butthe condensation would be affected not by the
translator telling a short story in hisown language, but by linking together those
passages of the original which described amain and striking incidence, and thus telling
the main story as told in theoriginal work. The advantage of this arrangement
is that in the passages presented tothe reader, it is the poet who

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speaks to them, not the translator. Though vast portions of the original are
escaped over, those which are presentedare the portions which narrate the main incidence
of the epic, and they describedthose incidents as told by the poet himself.
This is the plan I have generallyadopted in the present work, except
in the three books which describe theactual war, Books eight, nine,

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and ten. The under nine booksof the translation are complete translations of selected
passages of the original work. Ihave not attempted to conten these passages,
nor to expand them. I haveendeavored to put them before the English reader
as they have been told by thepoet in Sanskrit. Occasionally, but rarely,
a few redundant couplets have been liftout, or a long list of
proper names or obscure allusions has beenshortened, And in one place only at

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the beginning of the fifth book,I have added twelve couplets of my own
to explain the circumstances under which thestory of savagery is told. Generally,
therefore, the translation may be acceptedas an unabridged, though necessarily a free
translation of the passages describing the mainincidence of the epic. From this method
I have been compelled to depart muchagainst my wish in the three books describing

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the actual war. No translation ofan epic relating to a great war can
be acceptable which does not narrate themain events of the ore. The war
of the Mahavarat was a series ofeighteen battles fought on eighteen conjugative days,
and I felt it necessary to presenta reader with an account of each day's
work. In order to do so, I have been compelled to contents,

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and not merely to translate selected passages. For the transactions of the ore,
Unlike the other, incidents of theepic have been narrated in the original with
almost inconceivable prolexity and endless reputation,and the process of condensation in these three
books has therefore been severe and thorough. But nevertheless, even in these books
I have endeavored to preserve the characterand the spirit of the original. Not

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only are the incidents narrated in thesame order as in original, but they
are told in the style of thepoet as far as possible. Even the
similes and metaphors and figures of speechare all or mostly adopted from the original.
The translator has not ventured either toadopt his own distinct style of narration
or to improve on the style ofthe original with his own decorations. Such

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is the scheme I have adopted inpresenting an epic of ninety thousand Sanskrit couplets
in about two thousand English couplets.The excellent and deservedly popular prose translation of
the Odysseum Homer by Messrs Butcher andLang often led me to think that perhaps
a prose translation of these selected passagesfrom the Mahavarad might be more acceptable to

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the modern reader, But a moreserious consideration of the question dispelled that idea.
Homer has an interest for the Europeanreader which the Mahavarad cannot lay claim
to. As the father of Europeanpoetry, he has a claim on the
veneration of modern Europe which an Indianpoet can never pretend. To two thousands
of European readers, Homer is familiarin the original two hundreds of thousands.

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He is known in various translations invarious modern languages. What Homer Jili wrote,
a numerous class of students in Europewish to know, and a literal
prose translation therefore is welcome. Afterthe Great Epic has been so often translated
in verse. The case is verydifferent, with the Mahafared practically unknown to

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European readers, and the translators ofHomer themselves gracefully acknowledge. We have tried
to transfer not all the truth aboutthe poem, but the historical truths into
English. In this process, Homermust lose at least half his charm,
his bright and equable speed, themusical current of the narrative, which,
like the river of Egypt, flowsfrom an undiscoverable source, and mirrors the

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temples and the palaces of the unforgottengods and kings. Without the music of
Verse, only a half truth aboutHomer can be told. Another earnest worker
of the present day, who isendeavoring to interpret to modern Englishmen the thoughts
and sentiments and poetry of their Englosection ancestors, has empatically declared that of
all possible translations of poetry, amerely prose translation is the most inaccurate.

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Prose, says mister Stockford Brook furtheron, no more represents poetry than architectured
as music. Translations of poetry arenever much good, but at least they
should always endeavor to have the musicalmovement of poetry and to obey the laws
of the verse they translate. Thisappears to me to be a very sound
maxim and one of my greatest difficultiesin The task I have undertaken has been

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to try and preserve something of themusical movement of the sonorous Sanskrit poetry in
the English translation. Much of theSanskrit Epic is written in the well known
slowcometer of sixteen syll levels in eachline, and the endeavor to choose some
English meter which is familiar to theEnglish here, and which should reproduce to
some extent the riadom, the majesty, and the long immediate sweep of the

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Sanskrit wars. It was necessary toadopt such a meter in order to transfer
something of the truth about the Mahawaratinto English. For without such reproduction or
imitation of the musical movement of theoriginal, very much less than half a
truth is told. My kind friend, mister Edmund Russell, impelled by that
enthusiasm for Indian poetry and Indian artwhich is a part of him, rendered

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me valuable help and assistance in thismatter, and I gratefully acknowledge the benefit
I have derived from his advice andsuggestions. After considerable trouble and anxiety,
and after rendering several books in differentEnglish matters, I felt convinced that the
one final adopted was a nearer approachto the Sanskrit sloga than any other familiar
English meter known to me. Ihave recited a verse in this English meter

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and a sloga in presence of listenerswho have a better year for music than
myself, and they have marked aclose resemblance. I quote a few lines
from the Sanskrit showing varieties of thesloka meter and compying them with the scheme
of the English meter selected Yesha Kuntishu, tas rieman Isham, damap A daba
ihaput Thro Mahindrasha, Kurunamysha Akshita Mahwarredone fifty three fifty seven. Yet I

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doubt not through the ages, oneincreasing purpose runs and the thoughts of man
are wadened with the process of thesuns Locksley Hall Malan, Sesamupudaya, Kanjanim
sa Alamak with them Avatidinna tad Urangam, Djapati Vardar Shava Mawarred one sixty nine
seventy four. Vegians of the daysdeparted, shadowy phantoms feeled my brain.

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Those who live in history only seemedto walk the art again. Belfry of
brooches Asurayam Ivasuriina Nriwatami Iva bay Yuna, vasitom Laditan Jeba Krishnanidam Zaduhina Mawarred two
thirteen thirty four. Quaint old townof toil and traffic, quaint old town

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of art and song, memories horned, I pointed gambles like the rooks that
round dee trong Niuremberg hapando Ha,maharaj Khashi, kim Zamobeikshasi Putryna Vivasha de
s'aduna arived you the Nijitana Mahawarred,two twenty sixten. In her ear,

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he whispers gaily, if my heartby signs can tell Maiden, I have
watched it daily, and I thinkThau lovest me well, Lord of Burleigh.
It it be too much to assumethat, even with the help of
dissimilarity in meters, I have beenable to transfer into my English that sweep
and majesty of verse, which isthe charm of Sanskrit, and which often

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sustains and elephants the simplest narration andthe plainest ideas. Whether at the support
of these sustaining wings, my poornarration must often plow through the dust,
and I can only ask for theindulgence of the reader, which every translator
of poetry from a foreign language canwhich reason ask if the story has told
in the translation is sometimes but aplain, simple and homely narrative. For

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in your plistic decoration, I haveneither the inclination nor the necessary qualification.
The crisp and ornate style, thequaint expression that chiseledored the new coin phrase
in which modern English poetry is rich, would scarcely suite the translation of an
old epic whose predominating characteristic is itssimple and easy flow of narrative. Indeed,
the Mavarret would lose that unadorned simplicity, which is its first and foremost

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feature, if the translator ventured todecorate it with the art of the modern
day, even if he had beenqualified to do so. For if there
is one characteristic feature which distinguishes theMavarrat, as well as the other Indian
epic, the Ramayan, from alllater Sanskrit literature, it is the grand
simplicity of its narrative, which contrastswith the artificial graces of later Sanskrit poetry,

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the poetry of Khalida's for instance isornate and beautiful, and almost scintillates
with similes in every verse. Thepoetry of the Mavarrat is plain and unpolished,
and scarcely stoops to a simile ora figure speech, unless the simile
comes naturally to the poet. Thegreat deeds of godlike kings sometimes suggests to
the poet the mighty deeds of gods. The rushing of warriors suggests the rushing

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of angry elephants in the echoing jungle. The flight of whistling arrows suggests the
flight of sea birds. The soundand movement of surging crowds suggest the heaving
of willows. The erectitude of awarrior suggests a tall cliff. The beauty
of a maiden suggests the soft beautyof the blue lotus. When such comparisions
come naturally to the poet, heaccepts them and notes them down, but

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he never seems to go in questof them. He is never anxious to
beautify and decorate. He seems totrust entirely to his grand narrative, to
his hairy characters, to his cheeringincidents, to hold millions of listeners in
perpetual trial. The majestic and sonoroussanscrit meter is at his command, and
even this he uses carelessly and withfrequent slips known as usha to letter grammarians,

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the poet certainly seeks for no artto decorate his tale, trust to
the lofty chronicle of bygun heroes,to unchain the listening mankind and what heroes.
In the delineation of character, theMavarret is far above anything which you
find in later sanscrit poetry, indeed, with much that is fresh and sweet
and lovely. In later suscrit poetry, there is little or no portraiture of

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character. All heroes are cast muchin the same heroic mold. All lobsiic
heroines suffer in silence and barn withfever. All fools are shrewd and impudent
by turns, All names are heartlessand cruel and suffer. In the end,
there is not much to distinguish betweenone warrior and another, between one
tender woman and her sister. Inthe Mahvarate, we find just the reverse.

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Each hero has a distinct individuality,a character of his own, clearly
discernible from that of other heroes.No work of the imagination that could be
named always, excepting the Iliad isso rich and so true as the Mavaret
in the portraiture of human character,not interment and suffering as Indne. They
not under overwhelming passions as in Sakespeare, but human character in its calm,

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dignity, of strength and repose,like those immortal figures in marble which the
ancients turned out, and which modernsculptures have vainly sought to reproduce. The
old Kurumnar treated Astra sightless and feeble, but majestic in his ancient grandeur.
The noble grandsire Vishma Death, subduerand unconquerable in the Oar, The dotty

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drona venerable, prist and vengeful warrior, and the proud and purest archyir Karan
have each a distinct character of hisown which cannot be mistaken for a moment.
The good and royally deistir i omitthe final a. In some long
names which occur frequently, the tigerwisted Vema and the helmuturing June are the
Agamemnon, the Ajets and the Achelusof the Indian epic. The proud and

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unelding do you then, and thefierce and fiery to Sassan stand out foremost
among the wrathful sons of the feebleOld Kurumnar and Krishna possesses a character higher
than that of Lusine, unmatched inhumanisdom, ever striving for righteousness and peace,
he is thorough and unrelenting in warwhen war has begun. And the
women of the Indian Epic pauses charactersas marked as those of the man,

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the stately and majestic Queen Gandhari,the loving and doubting mother Preta, the
proud and scornful Dropoty, nursing herrats till her wrongs are fearfully revenged,
and the bright and brilliant and sunnySuvadra. These are distinct images penciled by
the hand of a true master inthe realm of creative imagination. And if
the characters of the Mahward impress themselveson the reader, the incidents of the

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epic are no less striking. Everyscene on the shifting stage is a perfect
and impressive picture. The Tournament ofthe Princess, in which Urgin and Karn,
the aquilus and actor of the IndianEpic, first met, and each
marked the other for his foe,the gorgeous bridal of Tropothy, the equally
gorgeous coronation of Idsture and the deathof the proud and boisterous Sisupal. The

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fatal game of dice and the scornfulwrath of Droopody against our insulters, The
calm beauty of the forest life ofthe Pandebs, the capital lifting in muchie
Land, in which the gallant Urchinthrew off his disguise and stood forth as
warrior and conqueror. And the Homericspeeches of the warriors in the Council of
War on the eve of the greatcontest. Each scene of this venerable old

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epic impresses itself on the mind ofthe hushed and astonished reader. Then follows
the War of eighteen days. Thefirst few days are more or less uneventful
and have been condensed in this translation, often into few couplets, but the
interest of the reader increases as heapproaches the final battle and fall of the
grand old fighter of Vishma. Thenfollows the steering story of the death of

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Virgin's gallant boy and Urchin's fierce revenge, and the death of the priest and
warrior Dothy Drona. Last comes thecrowning event of the epic, the final
contest between Djune and Kern, theheroes of the epic, and the war
ends in a midnight slaughter and thedeath of Dirudan. The rest of the
story is told in this translation intwo books describing the funerals of the deceased

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warriors, and it is to sacrifice. The poems of Homer, says mister
Gladstone, differ from all other knownpoetry in this that they constituting themselves an
encyclopedia of life and knowledge at thetime when knowledge, indeed, such as
lies beyond the bounds of actual experience, was extremely limited, and when life

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was singularly fresh, vivid, andexpansive. This remark applies with even greater
force to the Mahaward. It isan encyclopedia of the life and knowledge of
ancient India, and it discloses tous an ancient and forgotten world, a
proud and noble civilization which has passedaway. Northern India was then parceled among
warlike races, living side by sideunder their warlike kings, speaking the same

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language, performing the same religious rites, and ceremonies, rejoicing in a common
literature, rivaling each other in theirschools of philosophy and learning, as in
the arts of peace and civilization,and forming a confederation of Hindu nations,
unknown to and unknowing the outside world. What this confederation of nations has done
for the cause of human knowledge andhuman civilization is a matter of history.

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Their inquiries into the hidden truths ofreligion, embombed in the ancient puniciats,
have never been excelled within the lastthree thousand years. Their inquiries into philosophy,
preserved in the Psychia and the Bedandasystems, were the first systems of
true philosophy which the world produced,and their great works of imagination, the
Mahvar and the Ramayan, will bepaid without hesitation by the side of Homer

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by critics who surveyed the Ward's literaturesfrom a lofty standpoint and just impartially of
the waystrnd out by the hands ofman in all parts of the globe.
It is coarsely necessary to add thatthe discoveries of the ancient Hindus in science
and especially in mathematics, are heritageof the modern world, and that the
lofty religion of Buddha, proclaimed inIndia five centuries before Christ, is not

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the religion of a third of thehuman race. For the rest, the
people of modern India know how toappreciate their ancient heritage. It is not
an exaggeration to state that the twohundred millions of windows of the present day
cherish in their hearts the story oftheir ancient epics. The Hindus Kursi leaves
Man or Roman, high or low, educated or ignorant, whose earliest recollections

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do not cling around the story andthe characters of the great epics. The
almost illiterate oil manufacturer or confectioner ofBengal spells out some modern translation of the
mahavard to while away his lisure hour. The tall and stalwart peasantry of the
Northwest know of the five Banda brothersand of their friend the Artyus Krishna.
The people of Bombay and Madras cherishwith equal order the story of the righteous

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war. And when the traditions entailsinterspersed in the epic, and which spoil
the war Kazan Epic, have themselvesa charm and an attraction. And the
morals inculcated in These tails sink intothe hearts of a naturally religious people and
form the basis of their moral education. Mothers in India know no bettered him

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for importing wisdom and instruction to theirdaughters, and elderly men know no rich
a storehouse for narting tales to childrenthan these stories preserved in the epics.
No work in Europe, not Homerin Greece, or Virgil in Italy,
not Sixpeare or Milton in English speakinglands, is the national property of the
nations to the same extent as theepics of India art of the Hindus.

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No single work except the Bible hassuch influence in affording moral instruction in Christian
lands as the Mahwarat and the Ramaan. In India. There have been the
cherished heritage of the Hindus for threethousand years. They are to the present
day interwoven with the thoughts and beliefsand the moral ideas of a nation numbering
two hundred millions. Rameshdad University Collegein London, thirteen Augusts, eighteen ninety

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