Nala and Damayanti and Other PoemsMilman, Henry Hart
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Nala and Damayanti and Other Poems
Milman, Henry Hart
Sanskrit poetry -- Translations into English
As beseemed, received with honour--on their thrones of state they sate.
At this very hour the wisest--of the sages, the divine,
Moving in their might ascended--up from earth to Indra's world.[27]
Great in holiness and wisdom--Narada and Parvata[28]
Honoured entered they the palace--of the monarch of the gods.
Them salutes the cloud-compeller[29]--of their everlasting weal,
Of their weal the worlds pervading--courteous asks the immortal lord.
NARADA _spake_.
Well it fares with us, Immortal--in our weal the world partakes--
In the world, O cloud-compeller--well it fares with all her kings.
VRIHADASVA _spake_.
He that Bali slew and Vritra--asked of Narada again--
All earth's just and righteous rulers--reckless of their lives in fight--
Who the shafts' descending death-blow--meet with unaverted eye--
Theirs this everlasting kingdom[30]--even as Kamadhuk is mine.[31]
Where are they, the Kshetriya heroes?--wherefore see I not approach
All the earth's majestic guardians--all mine ever-honoured guests.
Thus addressed by holy Sakra[32]--Narada replied and said:
"Hear me now, O cloud-compeller--why earth's kings appear not here.
Of Vidarbha's king the daughter--Damayanti, the renowned;
Through the earth the loveliest women--in her beauty she transcends--
Soon she holds her Swayembara--soon her lord the maid will choose.
Thither all the kings are hastening--thither all the sons of kings.
Suitors for her hand the rajas--her of all the world the pearl,
O thou mighty giant slayer!--one and all approach to woo."
As they spake, the world-protectors[33]--with the god of fire drew near;
Of the immortals all, the highest--stood before the king of gods.
As they all stood silent hearing--Narada's majestic speech,
All exclaimed in sudden rapture--thither we likewise will go;
All the immortals on the instant,--with their chariots, with their hosts,
Hastened down towards Vidarbha--where the lords of earth were met.
Nala, too, no sooner heard he--of that concourse of the kings,
Set he forth, with soul all sanguine--full of Damayanti's love.
Saw the gods, king Nala standing--on the surface of the earth;
Standing in transcendent beauty--equal to the god of love.[34]
Him beheld the world's high guardians--in his radiance like the sun;
Each arrested stood and silent--at his peerless form amazed.
All their chariots the celestials--in the midway air have checked.
Through the blue air then descending--they Nishadha's king address.
Ho! what, ho! Nishadha's monarch--Nala, king, for truth renowned;
Do our bidding, bear our message--O, most excellent of men.
BOOK III.
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