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- The Eighth Chapter
181. The horses, having fallen to the ground and then risen again, were full of strength and seemed like proud wrestlers anointed with oil. 162. The elephants, with their excellent spines, were also bound by their mahouts, as if they were enraged by drinking honey, just as the noble and respected men of the world are bound by their drinking of alcohol. 163.
When all the armies had settled in their respective places, the king, riding on a swift horse, skilled in traversing the path of Vajrajangha, quickly reached his camp. 164. The horsemen, whose bodies were roughened by the dust raised by the hooves of the horses, arrived at their camps, sweating and bathed in the heat of the sun, which was scorching their foreheads. 165. The king, residing in a large and magnificent tent, found comfort in the gentle breeze that carried the coolness of the lotus-filled lake. 166. Then, the glorious Damodhara, a monk who traversed the sky, arrived at the camp of Vajrajangha, accompanied by the monk Sagaraseena. 167. Both these monks had vowed to take their meals in the forest, and so, wandering at will, they approached the camp of Vajrajangha. 168. The king Vajrajangha saw these two monks from afar, who were radiant with brilliance and free from sin, like the very paths to heaven and liberation. 169. The king Vajrajangha, seeing these two monks, whose radiance dispelled the darkness of the forest, rose up in excitement and greeted them. 170. The virtuous Vajrajangha, with his queen Srimatī, offered them a respectful welcome, joining his hands in reverence, and then, after bowing, led them into the dining hall. 171. There, Vajrajangha seated them on a high platform, washed their feet, offered them worship, and bowed to them, purifying his mind, body, and speech. 172.
They had built the best houses for them. 161. After rolling on the ground, the horses, having grown large, were fierce, as if they were proud wrestlers anointed with oil. 162. The elephants, with their excellent spines, were also bound by their mahouts, as if they were enraged by drinking honey, just as the noble and respected men of the world are bound by their drinking of alcohol. 163.
Then, when all the armies had settled in their respective places, the king, riding on a swift horse, skilled in traversing the path of Vajrajangha, quickly reached his camp. 164. The horsemen, whose bodies were roughened by the dust raised by the hooves of the horses, arrived at their camps, sweating and bathed in the heat of the sun, which was scorching their foreheads. 165. The king, residing in a large and magnificent tent, found comfort in the gentle breeze that carried the coolness of the lotus-filled lake. 166. Then, the glorious Damodhara, a monk who traversed the sky, arrived at the camp of Vajrajangha, accompanied by the monk Sagaraseena. 167. Both these monks had vowed to take their meals in the forest, and so, wandering at will, they approached the camp of Vajrajangha. 168. The king Vajrajangha saw these two monks from afar, who were radiant with brilliance and free from sin, like the very paths to heaven and liberation. 169. The king Vajrajangha, seeing these two monks, whose radiance dispelled the darkness of the forest, rose up in excitement and greeted them. 17