Kesava.

I hope thou feelest no pain now, remembering thy rejection of those coun
sels? Counsels
for thy good had also been uttered in the assembly by Rama and Narada and Kanwa
and others. I
hope thou feelest no pain now, remembering their rejection by thee? I hope thou
feelest no pain,
remembering the slaughter in battle, by the foe, of Bhishma and Drona and others
, those friends
that were ever engaged in thy good? Unto the Suta s son who with joined hands was t
elling him
so, the monarch afflicted with grief and drawing a long and hot breath, said the
se words.
Dhritarashtra said, Hearing, O Sanjaya, of the fall of the heroic son of Ganga, th
at
warrior of all celestial weapons, as also of the fall of that foremost of all bo
wmen, viz., Drona,
my heart feeleth great pain! That hero endued with great energy and born of the
Vasus
themselves, who slew every day ten thousand car-warriors clad in mail, that high
-souled one
unto whom Bhrigu s son had given the highest weapons, that warrior who in his chil
dhood had
been trained in the science of the bow by Rama, alas, even he hath been slain by
Yajnasena s son
Sikhandin protected by the Pandavas! At this my heart is greatly pained! That he
ro through
whose grace those mighty car-warriors, viz., the royal sons of Kunti, as also ma
ny other lords of
Earth, have become Maharathas, alas, hearing of the slaughter of that great bowm
an of sure aim,
viz., Drona, by Dhrishtadyumna, my heart is exceedingly pained! Those two had no
t in the world
a person equal to them in (knowledge and use of) the four kinds of weapons! Alas
, hearing of the
slaughter of these two, viz., Bhishma and Drona, in battle my heart is exceeding
ly pained! That
warrior who had not in the three worlds a person equal to him in knowledge of we
apons, alas,
hearing of the slaughter of that hero, viz., Drona, what did the people of my si
de do? After the
high-souled son of Pandu, viz., Dhananjaya, exerting himself with prowess, had d
espatched unto
Yama s abode the strong force of the Samsaptakas, after the Narayana weapon of the
intelligent
son of Drona had been baffled, and after the (Kaurava) divisions had begun to fl
y away, what,
indeed, did the people of my side do? I think that, after Drona s death my troops,
flying away
and sinking in an ocean of grief, resembled shipwrecked mariners struggling on t
he bosom of the
vast deep. What also, O Sanjaya, became the colour of the faces of Duryodhana, a
nd Karna, and
Kritavarman the chief of the Bhojas and Salya, the ruler of the Madras, and of m
y remaining
sons, and of the others, when the Kuru divisions fled away from the field? Tell
me all this as it
truly happened in battle, O son of Gavalgana, and describe to me the prowess put
forth by the
Pandavas and the warriors of my side!