Life and religion of the Hindoos. : $b With a sketch of my life and experience.Gangooly, Joguth Chunder
Religion
Life and religion of the Hindoos. : $b With a sketch of my life and experience.
Gangooly, Joguth Chunder
Hindus; India -- Social life and customs
on the sea-shore to review their past adventures, while the majestic
waves of the sea rolled before them, defying their power, and with
thundering voice declared the power of Him who alone can tell them,
“Thus far shall you come and no farther.” The cool, balmy breezes from
the neighboring forests blew upon them; their joyous spirits felt the
weariness of the flesh, and one after another the veteran princes
wore the garment of sleep; while the horse, incapable of musing upon
the glorious career he had gone through and the victories he had won,
bent his eyes upon the green, shaggy ground before him. The place was
so remote from the populous country, that while it was mid-day there
reigned a death-like silence; no “hurries and bustles,” no sound of
mechanics’ hammer were heard there, save that the distant sea thundered
now and then. The only inhabitant of the place was a Saint Copeel, who,
retiring from the active, pleasure-seeking community, had selected
this romantic spot for his hermitage, to spend his life in prayer and
fasting.
Now Indra, the king of the sky, who had been watching the progress of
these princes with an anxious eye, left his airy throne, descended upon
the earth in the form of a man, and stood on the very spot where the
children of Saugor unconsciously lay. “They have,” he said to himself,
“obtained victory almost over the whole world, and enlisted all the
crowned heads as their subjects; there is no one under the sun to
catch their _horse_ or to obstruct their triumphal course. If
they return to their father to crown him with the world’s victory, to
place the vanquished sovereigns as stools under his feet, Krishto would
offer him the supremacy of the sky. I too, hitherto the lord of the
gods, should become his subject. It is not too late yet. Let me seek
a Brahmun’s wrath to turn the course of the princes. Krishto’s will
be done,” he said, and in a moment he held the rein of the triumphal
horse. He led him to the cottage of Copeel, tied him by his side, and
ascended the cloud for his palace, and from thence looked down at the
result.
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