MAHABHARATA CONDENSED INTO ENGLISH ... - Mandhata Global
MAHABHARATA CONDENSED INTO ENGLISH ... - Mandhata Global
MAHABHARATA CONDENSED INTO ENGLISH ... - Mandhata Global
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How each cold and fading feature wakes in them a woman's love,<br />
How amidst the lifeless warriors still with restless steps they rove,<br />
Mothers hug their slaughtered children all unconscious in their sleep,<br />
Widows bend upon their husbands and in ceaseless sorrow weep,<br />
Mighty Bhishma, hath he fallen, quenched is archer Karna's pride,<br />
Doth the monarch of Panchala sleep by foeman Drona's side?<br />
Shining mail and costly jewels, royal bangles strew the plain,<br />
Golden garlands rich and burnished deck the chiefs untimely slain,<br />
Lances hurled by stalwart fighters, clubs of mighty wrestlers killed<br />
Swords and bows of ample measure, quivers still with arrows filled!<br />
Mark the unforgotten heroes, jungle prowlers 'mid them stray,<br />
On their brow and mailéd bosoms heedless perch the birds of prey,<br />
Mark they great unconquered heroes famed on earth from west to east,<br />
Kankas perch upon their foreheads, hungry wolves upon them feast!<br />
Mark the kings, on softest cushion scarce the needed rest they found,<br />
Now they lie in peaceful slumber on the hard and reddened ground,<br />
Mark the youths who morn and evening listed to the minstrel's song,<br />
In their ear the loathsome jackal doth his doleful wail prolong!<br />
See the chieftains with their maces and their swords of trusty steel,<br />
Still they grasp their tried weapons,--do they still the life-pulse feel?"<br />
III<br />
GANDHARI'S LAMENT FOR DURYODHYAN<br />
Thus to Krishna, Queen Gandhari strove her woeful thoughts to tell,<br />
When, alas, her wandering vision on her son Duryodhan fell,<br />
Sudden anguish smote her bosom and her senses seemed to stray,<br />
Like a tree by tempest shaken senseless on the earth she lay!<br />
Once again she waked in sorrow, once again she cast her eye<br />
Where her son in blood empurpled slept beneath the open sky,<br />
And she clasped her dear Duryodhan, held him close unto her breast,<br />
Sobs convulsive shook her bosom as the lifeless form she prest,