SECTION LXV.

When the night had gone away, on the morning of the next day, eulogists,

accomplished bards, genealogists skilled in reciting, and singers versed

in musical permutation, presenting themselves at the place of the

sovereign, began to perform separately. And as they eulogized the

monarch with benedictions loudly uttered, the palace resounded with the

sounds of the eulogies. And as the bards hymned the monarch,

palm-players celebrating the deeds of the kings of the Raghu race, began

to play with their palms. And awakened by those sounds, birds on boughs

and in cages worthy of the royal race, uttered notes. And the sacred

words uttered (by these), the notes of _Vinas_, and the valedictory

songs of singers filled that mansion. And as on former occasions, men

practising purity and well up in serving, with numerous women and

eunuchs entered appearance. Persons acquainted with the ceremonials

connected with bath, according to the ordinance and in due time, in

golden vessels brought water impregnated with _hari-_ sandal powder.

Pure females together with many virgins brought kine &c, which were to

be touched, Ganges water for sipping, mirrors, cloths, ornaments and

other articles. All the things that were procured (for presentation unto

the monarch) were worshipped in accordance with prescription, were

furnished with auspicious marks, and were of excellent virtues and

possessed of auspiciousness. As long as the sun did not rise, all these

people remained expecting the presence of the king; but then they were

alarmed as to what had occurred.

Those ladies that were beside the bed of the lord of Kocala, were

consoling their husband. And engaged in tending the monarch with mild

and pliant words, those females knowing the condition of sleep, feeling

him as he lay in his bed, did not perceive any action in the ever-moving

pulse. Thereupon apprehensive for the king's life, they began to tremble

like a blade of grass on a torrent. Filled with doubts at sight of the

king, the ladies at last concluded that what had been apprehended (by

the monarch) had certainly taken place. Overcome by grief for their

sons, Sumitra and Kaucalya were sleeping as if they were dead, and had

not yet awaked. Deprived of lustre, pallid, stricken by sorrow, and

lying with her limbs contracted, Kaucalya looked like a star enveloped

in darkness. And after Kaucalya, the king, and after him, Sumitra; and

with her countenance faded from grief, this noble lady did not look

particularly lovely. Finding these two ladies asleep and the king

seeming as if sleeping, the inmates of the inner apartment showed

themselves as if their lives had departed out of them. Thereupon

exceedingly distressed, those paragons of their sex, like she-elephants

in the forest deprived of their leader of the herd, broke out into

wailing. At the sounds of their lamentations, bpth Kaucalya and Sumitra

suddenly regaining consciousness, awoke from their sleep. And Kaucalya

and Sumitra looking at the king and feeling him, felt down to the earth,

exclaiming, "Ah lord." As the daughter of Kocala's lord rolled on the

ground, she covered with dust did not appear in all her loveliness, like

a star fallen from the sky to the earth below. And when the king had

departed this life, the women saw Kaucalya fallen on the earth like the

slain mate of an elephant. Then all the wives of the monarch headed by

Kaikeyi, burning with grief and weeping, were well nigh rendered

senseless. And the loud sounds emitted by these, mingling with those

(who had been lamenting before them), attained greater proportions and

filled the hall. And the mansion of the king became filled with people

exceedingly excited and frightened, eager to know all about the

matter,--became filled with lamentations, with friends afflicted with

distress, its joy instantaneously vanished--a scene of distress and

dole. Knowing that the lord of earth had departed, his wives surrounding

that illustrious one, smitten with excess of sorrow and weeping bitterly

and piteously, holding the king's hands indulged in lamentations, like

forlorn ones.

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