SECTION XXXIII

Vaisampayana said, "Hearing these words of Yajnaseni, Bhimasena, sighing

in wrath, approached the king and addressed him, saying, 'Walk, O

monarch, in the customary path trodden by good men (before thee) in

respect of kingdoms. What do we gain by living in the asylum of

ascetics, thus deprived of virtue, pleasure, and profit? It is not by

virtue, nor by honesty, nor by might, but by unfair dice, that our

kingdom hath been snatched by Duryodhana. Like a weak offal-eating

jackal snatching the prey from mighty lions, he hath snatched away our

kingdom. Why, O monarch, in obedience to the trite merit of sticking to

a promise, dost thou suffer such distress, abandoning that wealth which

is the source of both virtue and enjoyments? It was for thy

carelessness, O king, that our kingdom protected by the wielder of the

_Gandiva_ and therefore, incapable of being wrested by Indra himself,

was snatched from us in our very sight. It was for thee, O monarch,

that, ourselves living, our prosperity was snatched away from us like a

fruit from one unable to use his arms, or like kine from one incapable

of using his legs. Thou art faithful in the acquisition of virtue. It

was to please thee, O Bharata, that we have suffered ourselves to be

overwhelmed with such dire calamity. O bull of the Bharata race, it was

because we were subject to thy control that we are thus tearing the

hearts of our friends and gratifying our foes. That we did not, in

obedience to thee, even then slay the sons of Dhritarashtra, is an act

of folly on our part that grieveth me sorely. This thy abode, O king, in

the woods, like that of any wild animal, is what a man of weakness alone

would submit to. Surely, no man of might would ever lead such a life.

This thy course of life is approved neither by Krishna, nor Vibhatsu,

nor by Abhimanyu, nor by the Srinjayas, nor by myself, nor by the sons

of Madri. Afflicted with the vows, thy cry is _Religion! Religion_! Hast

thou from despair been deprived of thy manliness? Cowards alone, unable

to win back their prosperity, cherish despair, which is fruitless and

destructive of one's purposes. Thou hast ability and eyes. Thou seest

that manliness dwelleth in us. It is because thou hast adopted a life of

peace that thou feelest not this distress. These Dhritarashtras regard

us who are forgiving, as really incompetent. This, O king, grieveth me

more than death in battle. If we all die in fair fight without turning

our backs on the foe, even that would be better than this exile, for

then we should obtain regions of bliss in the other world. Or, if, O

bull of the Bharata race, having slain them all, we acquire the entire

earth, that would be prosperity worth the trial. We who ever adhere to

the customs of our order, who ever desire grand achievements, who wish

to avenge our wrongs, have this for our bounden duty. Our kingdom

wrested from us, if we engage in battle, our deeds when known to the

world will procure for us fame and not slander. And that virtue, O king,

which tortureth one's own self and friends, is really no virtue. It is

rather vice, producing calamities. Virtue is sometimes also the weakness

of men. And though such a man might ever be engaged in the practice of

virtue, yet both virtue and profit forsake him, like pleasure and pain

forsaking a person that is dead. He that practiseth virtue for virtue's

sake always suffereth. He can scarcely be called a wise man, for he

knoweth not the purposes of virtue like a blind man incapable of

perceiving the solar light. He that regardeth his wealth to exist for

himself alone, scarcely understandeth the purposes of wealth. He is

really like a servant that tendeth kine in a forest. He again that

pursueth wealth too much without pursuing virtue and enjoyments,

deserveth to be censured and slain by all men. He also that ever

pursueth enjoyments without pursuing virtue and wealth, loseth his

friends and virtue and wealth also. Destitute of virtue and wealth such

a man, indulging in pleasure at will, at the expiration of his period of

indulgence, meeteth with certain death, like a fish when the water in

which it liveth hath been dried up. It is for these reasons that they

that are wise are ever careful of both virtue and wealth, for a union of

virtue and wealth is the essential requisite of pleasure, as fuel is the

essential requisite of fire. Pleasure hath always virtue for its root,

and virtue also is united with pleasure. Know, O monarch, that both are

dependent on each other like the ocean and the clouds, the ocean causing

the clouds and the clouds filling the ocean. The joy that one feeleth in

consequence of contact with objects of touch or of possession of wealth,

is what is called pleasure. It existeth in the mind, having no corporeal

existence that one can see. He that wisheth (to obtain) wealth, seeketh

for a large share of virtue to crown his wish with success. He that

wisheth for pleasure, seeketh wealth, (so that his wish may be

realised). Pleasure however, yieldeth nothing in its turn. One pleasure

cannot lead to another, being its own fruit, as ashes may be had from

wood, but nothing from those ashes in their turn. And, O king, as a

fowler killeth the birds we see, so doth sin slay the creatures of the

world. He, therefore, who misled by pleasure or covetousness, beholdeth

not the nature of virtue, deserveth to be slain by all, and becometh

wretched both here and hereafter. It is evident, O king, that thou

knowest that pleasure may be derived from the possession of various

objects of enjoyment. Thou also well knowest their ordinary states, as

well as the great changes they undergo. At their loss or disappearance

occasioned by decrepitude or death, ariseth what is called distress.

That distress, O king, hath now overtaken us. The joy that ariseth from

the five senses, the intellect and the heart, being directed to the

objects proper to each, is called pleasure. That pleasure, O king, is,

as I think, one of the best fruits of our actions.

"'Thus, O monarch, one should regard virtue, wealth and pleasure one

after another. One should not devote one self to virtue alone, nor

regard wealth as the highest object of one's wishes, nor pleasure, but

should ever pursue all three. The scriptures ordain that one should seek

virtue in the morning, wealth at noon, and pleasure in the evening. The

scriptures also ordain that one should seek pleasure in the first

portion of life, wealth in the second, and virtue in the last. And, O

thou foremost of speakers, they that are wise and fully conversant with

proper division of time, pursue all three, virtue, wealth, and pleasure,

dividing their time duly. O son of the Kuru race, whether independence

of these (three), or their possession is the better for those that

desire happiness, should be settled by thee after careful thought. And

thou shouldst then, O king, unhesitatingly act either for acquiring

them, or abandoning them all. For he who liveth wavering between the two

doubtingly, leadeth a wretched life. It is well known that thy behaviour

is ever regulated by virtue. Knowing this thy friends counsel thee to

act. Gift, sacrifice, respect for the wise, study of the Vedas, and

honesty, these, O king, constitute the highest virtue and are

efficacious both here and hereafter. These virtues, however, cannot be

attained by one that hath no wealth, even if, O tiger among men, he may

have infinite other accomplishments. The whole universe, O king,

dependeth upon virtue. There is nothing higher than virtue. And virtue,

O king, is attainable by one that hath plenty of wealth. Wealth cannot

be earned by leading a mendicant life, nor by a life of feebleness.

Wealth, however, can be earned by intelligence directed by virtue. In

thy case, O king, begging, which is successful with Brahmanas, hath been

forbidden. Therefore, O bull amongst men, strive for the acquisition of

wealth by exerting thy might and energy. Neither mendicancy, nor the

life of a Sudra is what is proper for thee. Might and energy constitute

the virtue of the Kshatriya in especial. Adopt thou, therefore, the

virtue of thy order and slay the enemies. Destroy the might of

Dhritarashtra's sons, O son of Pritha, with my and Arjuna's aid. They

that are learned and wise say that sovereignty is virtue. Acquire

sovereignty, therefore, for it behoveth thee not to live in a state of

inferiority. Awake, O king, and understand the eternal virtues (of the

order). By birth thou belongest to an order whose deeds are cruel and

are a source of pain to man. Cherish thy subjects and reap the fruit

thereof. That can never be a reproach. Even this, O king, is the virtue

ordained by God himself for the order to which thou belongest! If thou

fallest away therefrom, thou wilt make thyself ridiculous. Deviation

from the virtues of one's own order is never applauded. Therefore, O

thou of the Kuru race, making thy heart what it ought to be, agreeably

to the order to which thou belongest, and casting away this course of

feebleness, summon thy energy and bear thy weight like one that beareth

it manfully. No king, O monarch, could ever acquire the sovereignty of

the earth or prosperity or affluence by means of virtue alone. Like a

fowler earning his food in the shape of swarms of little easily-tempted

game, by offering them some attractive food, doth one that is

intelligent acquire a kingdom, by offering bribes unto low and covetous

enemies. Behold, O bull among kings, the Asuras, though elder brothers

in possession of power and affluence, were all vanquished by the gods

through stratagem. Thus, O king, everything belongeth to those that are

mighty. And, O mighty-armed one, slay thy foes, having recourse to

stratagem. There is none equal unto Arjuna in wielding the bow in

battle. Nor is there anybody that may be equal unto me in wielding the

mace. Strong men, O monarch, engage in battle depending on their might,

and not on the force of numbers nor on information of the enemy's plans

procured through spies. Therefore, O son of Pandu exert thy might. Might

is the root of wealth. Whatever else is said to be its root is really

not such. As the shade of the tree in winter goeth for nothing, so

without might everything else becometh fruitless. Wealth should be spent

by one who wisheth to increase his wealth, after the manner, O son of

Kunti, of scattering seeds on the ground. Let there be no doubt then in

thy mind. Where, however, wealth that is more or even equal is not to be

gained, there should be no expenditure of wealth. For investment of

wealth are like the ass, scratching, pleasurable at first but painful

afterwards. Thus, O king of men, the person who throweth away like seeds

a little of his virtue in order to gain a larger measure of virtue, is

regarded as wise. Beyond doubt, it is as I say. They that are wise

alienate the friends of the foe that owneth such, and having weakened

him by causing those friends to abandon him thus, they then reduce him

to subjection. Even they that are strong, engage in battle depending on

their courage. One cannot by even continued efforts (uninspired by

courage) or by the arts of conciliation, always conquer a kingdom.

Sometimes, O king, men that are weak, uniting in large numbers, slay

even a powerful foe, like bees killing the despoiler of the honey by

force of numbers alone. (As regards thyself), O king, like the sun that

sustaineth as well as slayeth creatures by his rays, adopt thou the ways

of the sun. To protect one's kingdom and cherish the people duly, as

done by our ancestors, O king, is, it hath been heard by us, a kind of

asceticism mentioned even in the Vedas. By asceticism, O king, a

Kshatriya cannot acquire such regions of blessedness as he can by fair

fight whether ending in victory or defeat. Beholding, O king, this thy

distress, the world hath come to the conclusion that light may forsake

the Sun and grace the Moon. And, O king, good men separately as well as

assembling together, converse with one another, applauding thee and

blaming the other. There is this, moreover, O monarch, _viz_., that both

the Kurus and the Brahmanas, assembling together, gladly speak of thy

firm adherence to truth, in that thou hast never, from ignorance, from

meanness, from covetousness, or from fear, uttered an untruth. Whatever

sin, O monarch, a king committeth in acquiring dominion, he consumeth it

all afterwards by means of sacrifices distinguished by large gifts. Like

the Moon emerging from the clouds, the king is purified from all sins by

bestowing villages on Brahmanas and kine by thousands. Almost all the

citizens as well as the inhabitants of the country, young or old, O son

of the Kuru race, praise thee, O Yudhishthira! This also, O Bharata, the

people are saying amongst themselves, _viz_., that as milk in a bag of

dog's hide, as the Vedas in a Sudra, as truth in a robber, as strength

in a woman, so is sovereignty in Duryodhana. Even women and children are

repeating this, as if it were a lesson they seek to commit to memory. O

represser of foes, thou hast fallen into this state along with

ourselves. Alas, we also are lost with thee for this calamity of thine.

Therefore, ascending in thy car furnished with every implement, and

making the superior Brahmanas utter benedictions on thee, march thou

with speed, even this very day, upon Hastinapura, in order that thou

mayst be able to give unto Brahmanas the spoils of victory. Surrounded

by thy brothers, who are firm wielders of the bow, and by heroes skilled

in weapons and like unto snakes of virulent poison, set thou out even

like the slayer Vritra surrounded by the Marutas. And, O son of Kunti,

as thou art powerful, grind thou with thy might thy weak enemies, like

Indra grinding the Asuras; and snatch thou from Dhritarashtra's son the

prosperity he enjoyeth. There is no mortal that can bear the touch of

the shafts furnished with the feathers of the vulture and resembling

snakes of virulent poison, that would be shot from the _Gandiva_. And, O

Bharata, there is not a warrior, nor an elephant, nor a horse, that is

able to bear the impetus of my mace when I am angry in battle. Why, O

son of Kunti, should we not wrest our kingdom from the foe, fighting

with the aid of the Srinjayas and Kaikeyas, and the bull of the Vrishni

race? Why, O king, should we not succeed in wresting the (sovereignty of

the) earth that is now in the hands of the foe, if, aided by a large

force, we do but strive?'"

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