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MAHABHARATA CONDENSED INTO ENGLISH ... - Mandhata Global

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"Brothers, kinsmen, hero-warriors," so the good Yudhishthir said,<br />

"Ye have done your share in battle, witness countless foemen dead<br />

Sad Yudhishthir is your eldest, let him end this fatal strife,<br />

Slay the last of Kuru chieftains or surrender throne and life!<br />

Bold Satyaki ever faithful with his arms protects my right,<br />

Drupad's son with watchful valour guards my left with wonted might.<br />

In the front doth Bhima battle, careful Arjun guards the rear,<br />

I will lead the battle's centre which shall know nor flight nor fear!"<br />

Truly on that fatal morning brave Yudhishthir kept his word,<br />

Long and fiercely waged the combat with fair Madra's valiant lord,<br />

Thick and fast the arrows whistled and the lances pointed well,<br />

Till with crashing sound of thunder Salya's mighty standard fell!<br />

Rescued by the son of Drona, Salya rushed again to war,<br />

Slew the noble milk-white coursers of Yudhishthir's royal car,<br />

And as springs the hungry lion on the spotted jungle-deer,<br />

Salya rushed upon Yudhishthir reckless and unknown to fear!<br />

Brave Yudhishthir marked him coming and he hurled his fatal dart,<br />

Like the fatal curse of Brahman sank the weapon in his heart,<br />

Blood suffused his eye and nostril, quivered still his feeble hand,<br />

Like a cliff by thunder riven Salya fell and shook the land!<br />

Ended was the fatal battle, for the Mlechcha king was slain,<br />

Pierced by angry Sahadeva false Sakuni pressed the plain,<br />

All the brothers of Duryodhan tiger-waisted Bhima slew,<br />

Proud Duryodhan pale and panting from the field of battle flew!<br />

IV<br />

NIGHT OF SLAUGHTER: DURYODHAN'S DEATH<br />

Far from battle's toil and slaughter, by a dark and limpid lake,<br />

Sad and slow and faint Duryodhan did his humble shelter take,<br />

But the valiant sons of Pandu with the hunter's watchful care,<br />

Thither tracked their fallen foeman like a wild beast in its lair!

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