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The Mahapurana, filled with all things fit for enjoyment and consumption, was made of precious jewels and gold, placed in their proper places. ||212|| The great house of the Swayamvara was built with joy. Those who are blessed by good deeds do not fail to achieve their desires. ||213|| Seeing this, the king, like a house of Lakshmi's play, was not content in his own body. What does not come from a good friend? ||214|| Then the time of the fragrant, intoxicating, maddening spring arrived, increasing joy and intoxication in lovers and bees. ||215|| The wind of the Malaya mountain, carrying the essence of sandalwood, ground by elephants, and slightly yellowed by the touch of cardamom and cloves, blew gently. ||216|| The vines and trees, with their spreading branches, seemed to be embracing the Malaya wind, their relative, as it approached. ||217|| The sun, as if afraid, abandoned the direction associated with Yama, the south, and entered the northern solstice. The cuckoos, intoxicated, sang without restraint. ||218|| "Our branches are receiving, holding, the flowers born in the season of spring, or the time of menstruation, so do not touch them," as if the Champa trees were forbidding the bees to dwell there with their swaying leaves. ||219|| The Ashoka tree, which was sorrowful in the separation from the spring, which was like Lakshmi, was fulfilling its name, being full of flowers and leaves, in connection with that spring. ||220|| At that time, the jasmine, out of envy for the mango and other trees, bore fragrant flowers. ||221||