At the entrance of King's palace, there was such an enormous crowd that a stone thrown would there would be trodden into dust,
Women viewed the sight from house-tops, carrying festal lights in slavers used on auspicious occasions,
Carolled melodious strains of various kinds in an ecstasy of joy beyond description,
Then sumantra got ready a pair chariots and yoked them with steeds that would outrun even the horses of the sun-god,
May Lord bless all,
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