The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa Translated into English Prose: Sabha Parva
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The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa Translated into English Prose: Sabha Parva
Epic literature, Sanskrit
paste of the most fragrant kind. And desiring to secure good luck and
prosperity they caused (by gifts) the Brahmanas to utter benedictions.
And then eating food that was of the best taste they retired to their
chambers for the night. And those bulls among the Kurus then were put
to sleep with music by handsome females. And obtaining from them what
came in due succession, those subjugators of hostile towns passed with
cheerful hearts that delightful night in pleasure and sport. And waked
by the bards with sweet music, they rose from their beds, and having
passed the night thus in happiness, they rose at dawn and having gone
through the usual rites, they entered into the assembly house and were
saluted by those that were ready there for gambling."
SECTION LVIII
Vaisampayana said,--"The sons of Pritha with Yudhishthira at their
head, having entered that assembly house, approached all the kings that
were present there. And worshipping all those that deserved to be
worshipped, and saluting others as each deserved according to age, they
seated themselves on seats that were clean and furnished with costly
carpets. After they had taken their seats, as also all the kings,
Sakuni the son of Suvala addressed Yudhishthira and said, 'O king, the
assembly is full. All had been waiting for thee. Let, therefore, the
dice be cast and the rules of play be fixed, O Yudhishthira.'
"Yudhishthira replied, 'Deceitful gambling is sinful. There is no
Kshatriya prowess in it. There is certainly no morality in it. Why,
then, O king, dost thou praise gambling so? The wise applaud not the
pride that gamesters feel in deceitful play. O Sakuni, vanquish us, not
like a wretch, by deceitful means.'
"Sakuni said,--'That high-souled player who knoweth the secrets of
winning and losing, who is skilled in baffling the deceitful arts of
his confrere, who is united in all the diverse operations of which
gambling consisteth, truly knoweth the play, and he suffereth all in
course of it. O son of Pritha, it is the staking at dice, which may be
lost or won that may injure us. And it is for that reason that gambling
is regarded as a fault. Let us, therefore, O king, begin the play. Fear
not. Let the stakes be fixed. Delay not!'
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