SECTION XXXV.

Then shaking his head and sighing again and again pressing palm upon

palm and grinding teeth upon teeth, with eyes reddened in wrath and an

altered complexion, and suddenly waxing angry and moved with grief,

Sumantra witnessing the mental condition of Dacaratha said, shaking

Kaikeyi's heart with the sharpened shafts of his speech and piercing her

mind all over with his harsh words resembling thunderbolts, "O

worshipful one, since you have forsaken king Dacaratha, the maintainer

of this world and the mobile and the immobile that it contains, there is

nothing that is incapable of being done by you. I consider you the

murderess of your husband and as one that has finally exterminated one's

line; inasmuch as you have by your act afflicted the monarch invincible

like Indra, firm as a hill, and imperturbable like the deep itself. You

ought not to bring down your boon-bestowing lord and husband Dacaratha;

for surely the wish of a husband to a wife outweighs a _koti_ of sons.

The princes will obtain the kingdom one after another according to

age;-- this custom it is your study to render nugatory even when the

lord of the Ikshawaku race is still alive. Let your son be king; let

Bharata rule the earth: we, however, will go where goes Rama. No

Brahmana will dwell in your dominion --such is the ungracious deed you

are going to do. [Surely we will go the way that is wended by Rama, and

what happiness, O revered one, will you,forsaken by friends, Brahmanas

and the saintly, reap by remaining here, allured by the lust of

dominion? And you are going to do such an act!][140] A wonder it is that

I perceive, viz,--that the earth hid by a character like you is not

riven this very day. And why doth not the flaming and dreadful censure

uttered by the mighty Brahmarshis destroy you who are bent upon

banishing Rama? Who having hewn a mangoe tree by his axe, tendeth a

Nimba? It never turns sweet for him that waters it. Your birth is noble

indeed; it is as much so as is your mother's. They say that sweet is

never extracted from Nimba. I remember what I have heard from old men

concerning the vicious inclinations of your mother.

Some one intent upon conferring boons conferred an excellent one on your

father. In virtue of this, that lord of earth could understand the

import of sounds emitted by all beings, and it is in consequence of this

that he could understand the speech even of birds and beasts. One day as

your father was lying down, he, understanding the thoughts of a gold-

hued Jrimbha bird, from its cries, laughed heartily. Thereat your mother

getting angry, wishing for the noose of death, said,--'O king, O placid

one, I ask you for the reason of your laughter.' The king replied,--'O

worshipful lady, if I unfold unto you the reason of my laugh, then I

shall without doubt die to-day.' But that revered one, your mother,

again urged Kekaya, saying,--'Tell it to me, whether you live or die;

for (when I have learnt all about it), you will not be able to laugh at

me again.' Thus addressed by his beloved spouse, that lord of earth

Kekaya went to the saint that had conferred the boon on him and related

unto him everything faithfully. Thereupon that boon-giving saint said

unto the kin; "Whether this one kills herself or be destroyed, do you

not, O king reveal it." Hearing these words of his, the king well

pleased summarily forsook your mother and began to divert himself like

Kuvera. Even in the same way, you, O you that see only evil, staying in

an unrighteous count befouling the king's sense, endeavour to make him

commit this wrong. In this connection I remember a saying, viz.,-- men

take after their fathers, and women their mothers. Do not be so,--do you

even accept what the lord of earth says. Doing the will of your lord, do

you become the refuge of us all. Do not incited by evil propensities,

make your husband the lord of men endued with the prowess of the

celestial chief, perpetrate an unrighteous deed. That sinless one will

not for certain give practical effect to the promise jestingly made by

you. O worshipful one, king Dacaratha is graceful, being furnished with

eyes resembling lotuses. Let him install his eldest son, Rama generous

and able, maintaining his own religion--the protector of all men--and

endued with might. O revered lady, great is the obloquy that will spread

concerning you, if leaving his royal father, Rama repaireth to the

forest. Let therefore Raghava govern his kingdom; and do you remove your

agitation. Surely save Raghava none residing in the kingdom will prove

friendly to you. On Rama being installed as the heir-apparent, that best

of bowmen--king Dacaratha--will depart for the forest, remembering

ancient examples." Thus in presence of the king, Sumantra with clasped

palms, with soft yet cutting words endeavoured to strike Kaikeyi with

regret. But that noble dame did not feel any compunction, nor was she

touched with regret. And the complexion of her countenance remained as

it was before.

[140] The North West Provinces text omits the lines inclosed within

brackets.

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