SECTION CCLXVII

Vaisampayana said, “Meanwhile those foremost of bowmen on the face of the

earth, having wandered separately and ranged in all directions, and

having slain plenty of deer and buffaloes, at length met together. And

observing that great forest, which was crowded with hosts of deer and

wild beasts, resounding with the shrill cries of birds, and hearing the

shrieks and yells of the denizens of the wilderness. Yudhishthira said

unto his brothers. ‘These birds and wild beasts, flying towards that

direction which is illuminated by the sun, are uttering dissonant cries

and displaying an intense excitement. All this only shows that this

mighty forest hath been invaded by hostile intruders. Without a moment’s

delay let us give up the chase. We have no more need of game. My heart

aches and seems to burn! The soul in my body, over-powering the

intellect, seems ready to fly out. As a lake rid by Garuda of the mighty

snake that dwells in it, as a pot drained of its contents by thirsty men,

as a kingdom reft of king and prosperity, even so doth the forest of

Kamyaka seem to me.’ Thus addressed, those heroic warriors drove towards

their abode, on great cars of handsome make and drawn by steeds of the

Saindharva breed exceedingly fleet and possessed of the speed of the

hurricane. And on their way back, they beheld a jackal yelling hideously

on the wayside towards their left. And king Yudhishthira, regarding it

attentively, said unto Bhima and Dhananjaya, ‘This jackal that belongs to

a very inferior species of animals, speaking to our left, speaketh a

language which plainly indicates that the sinful Kurus, disregarding us,

have commenced to oppress us by resorting to violence.’ After the sons of

Pandu had given up the chase and said these words, they entered the grove

which contained their hermitage. And there they found their beloved one’s

maid, the girl Dhatreyika, sobbing and weeping. And Indrasena then

quickly alighting from the chariot and advancing with hasty steps towards

her, questioned her, O king, in great distress of mind, saying, ‘What

makes thee weep thus, lying on the ground, and why is thy face so

woe-begone and colourless? I hope no cruel wretches have done any harm to

the princess Draupadi possessed of incomparable beauty and large eyes and

who is the second self of every one of those bulls of the Kuru race? So

anxious hath been Dharma’s son that if the princess hath entered the

bowels of the earth or hath soared to heaven or dived into the bottom of

the ocean, he and his brothers will go thither in pursuit of her. Who

could that fool be that would carry away that priceless jewel belonging

to the mighty and ever-victorious sons of Pandu, those grinders of foes,

and which is dear unto them as their own lives? I don’t know who the

person could be that would think of carrying away that princess who hath

such powerful protectors and who is even like a walking embodiment of the

hearts of the sons of Pandu? Piercing whose breasts will terrible shafts

stick to the ground to-day? Do not weep for her, O timid girl, for know

thou that Krishna will come back this very day, and the sons of Pritha,

having slain their foes, will again be united with Yagnaseni!’ Thus

addressed by him, Dhatreyika, wiping her beautiful face, replied unto

Indrasena the charioteer, saying, ‘Disregarding the five Indra-like sons

of Pandu, Jayadratha hath carried away Krishna by force. The track

pursued by him hath not yet disappeared, for the broken branches of trees

have not yet faded. Therefore, turn your cars and follow her quickly, for

the princess cannot have gone far by this time! Ye warriors possessed of

the prowess of Indra, putting on your costly bows of handsome make, and

taking up your costly bows and quivers, speed ye in pursuit of her, lest

overpowered by threats or violence and losing her sense and the colour of

her cheeks, she yields herself up to an undeserving wight, even as one

poureth forth, from the sacrificial ladle, the sanctified oblation on a

heap of ashes. O, see that the clarified butter is not poured into an

unigniting fire of paddy chaff; that a garland of flowers is not thrown

away in a cemetery. O, take care that the Soma juice of a sacrifice is

not licked up by a dog through the carelessness of the officiating

priests! O, let not the lily be rudely torn by a jackal roaming for its

prey in the impenetrable forest. O, let no inferior wight touch with his

lips the bright and beautiful face of your wife, fair as the beams of the

moon and adorned with the finest nose and the handsomest eyes, like a dog

licking clarified butter kept in the sacrificial pot! Do ye speed in this

track and let not time steal a march on you.’

Yudhishthira said, ‘Retire, good woman, and control thy tongue. Speak not

this way before us. Kings or princes, whoever are infatuated with the

possession of power, are sure to come to grief!’”

Vaisampayana continued, “With these words, they departed, following the

track pointed out to them, and frequently breathing deep sighs like the

hissing of snakes, and twanging the strings of their large bows. And then

they observed a cloud of dust raised by the hoofs of the steeds belonging

to Jayadratha’s army. And they also saw Dhaumya in the midst of the

ravisher’s infantry, exhorting Bhima to quicken his steps. Then those

princes (the sons of Pandu) with hearts undepressed, bade him be of good

cheer and said unto him, ‘Do thou return cheerfully!’--And then they

rushed towards that host with great fury, like hawks swooping down on

their prey. And possessed of the prowess of Indra, they had been filled

with fury at the insult offered to Draupadi. But at sight of Jayadratha

and of their beloved wife seated on his car, their fury knew no bounds.

And those mighty bowmen, Bhima and Dhananjaya and the twin brothers and

the king, called out Jayadratha to stop, upon which the enemy was so

bewildered as to lose their knowledge of directions.”

The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa, Volume 1 Books 1, 2 and 3 · 第 267 / 313 章