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The peaceful and envy-free, the tranquil ones, bowing their heads in humility, salute you, desiring your grace and seeking prosperity. ||56||
Thus, the learned and wise Purohita spoke. Chakravarti Bharat, accepting his words, was filled with anger at that moment. ||57||
He cast his vision, clouded by anger, like a sacrifice to the directions, raising his brows like the smoky flame of anger. ||58||
He spoke harsh words, deceiving with his words, like the venom of a snake, born from the anger of a brother. ||59||
"What did you say, Purohita? What did you say? These wicked brothers do not bow to me. Let them see the destruction of my fierce, fiery meteor, shattering them into pieces." ||60||
"This act of theirs has never been seen, nor heard of. Their enmity is without cause. They think that because we are born in the same lineage, we are unworthy of respect." ||61||
"They are afflicted by the fierce wind of youth, born from their pride as warriors. The sweat caused by the heat of the burning wheel is their only remedy." ||62||
"They desire to enjoy the earth given by our revered father without paying taxes. What good is their warrior pride? Let them either proclaim that Bharat is the enjoyer of this earth, and we are all subject to him, or let them, lying on the battlefield, their bodies pierced by the sharp thorns of weapons, enjoy the earth by falling upon another bed, the bed of war. In other words, they cannot enjoy this earth while they are alive." ||63-64||
"Where am I, who has conquered all those worthy of conquest, and where are they, who are worthy of enjoying my domain? Nevertheless, let them have their share, following my command." ||65||