Gaudavaho

SR No.: 001364
Original Sutra Author: Vakpatiraj
Author: Narhari Govind Suru, P L Vaidya, A N Upadhye, H C Bhayani
Publisher: Prakrit Text Society Ahmedabad
Publication Year: 1975
Total Pages: 638
Language: Prakrit
Classification: Book_Devnagari & Literature
File Size: 11 MB

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Gaidavaho
mishap of their (recent) widowhood, saw (and said) what was appropriate for their affection (for them).
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192. Then, with the Coronation Ablution (ceremony) done for him, he started on his expedition, at a time when the magnificence of clouds disappears, having firmly fixed (in his heart) the ambitious resolve (Vavasaa) of the conquest of the whole world.
And this is what happened :
193. Here comes down from the sky a mass of tender leaves from the heavenly trees shaken by gods, magnified ( karāla ) by the pollen of blossoms and resounding with clanging (paropparavadana) jewels.
194. A breeze over the heavenly path blows lovely by its fragrance (obtained) from the slight-opened Mandara flowers. cooling to the throats of heavenly nymphs, exhausted by auspicious dancing.
195. Simultaneously (Samaam) with the King's (march), the huge pillarlike trunks are lifted up by the quarter-elephants, (to present) as it were, arches of uncommon, excellent jewels, (for his welcome).
196. The moon with a second halo (parivesa) formed (round him) by the encircling arms of rapturous Rohini, became invested with a bracelet of propitious planets.
197. A band of heavenly beauties moved on, with their plump, rounded breasts, resonant with the jingle of jewelled necklaces falling on one another in a graceful embrace, keeping time, as it were, for their dancing steps by the beat of cymbals (kamsa).
198. There was an onward movement on the part of the under-ground Treasure-Troves too, with their upper surfaces uneven and bristling on account of the big, darting (uvvella) gems (underneath), and with dark screens of fumes from the poisonfires of attendant snakes, fatigued by the lustrous rays (from the treasures).
199. The great Indra, even at the time of great joy, has his thousand eyes, dimly opened, soiled, as they are, by the fragrant powder (vāsa) getting in them, when scattered by rejoicing fairies.