"Ah, well!" he said, "I'll wait for seven days still." Then questions flew, And the great king learned all about his child. The Indrapura _mantris_ went apart When evening came. A separate palace grand The King assigned them, with the best of food. He orders gave for preparations great. Unto the Queen he said: "In seven days' time, My dear, I look to start, for I shall have No peace until I've seen our darling child." Then he assembled there his _mantris_ all, Both young and old, with elephants and steeds. And all was ready to set forth, as he had wished. The while the morning stars were twinkling still, The royal gong resounded many times. The guards leaped forth with joy. The officers Came out and took their shining helms of war. Their naked swords all glistened. It was thus They made the glittering royal cavalcade. Their flags and banners flaunted in the air, All those who stayed behind were sad, as if A knife had cut them. All together marched, The lancers and the horsemen, and they seemed A moving city. Soon all darkened was The moon, as someone sorrowful. The swords And lances glistened like an island in The middle of the sea. Thus is described The royal escort marching through the land. The King was mounted on an elephant, His _siri_-bearer seated close behind. A rich _payong_ of royalty, all tricked With bells, was stretched above his head, And drums and other instruments without Cessation sounded. Thus went forth the King, And soon to Indrapura came.