Gandharvas with Apsaras. And Halayudha (Valadeva)
and Janardana (Krishna) and the chief of the Vrishni,
Andhaka, and Yadava tribes who obeyed the leadership
of Krishna were also there, viewing the scene.
And beholding those elephants in rut—the
five (Pandavas)—attracted towards Draupadi
like mighty elephants towards a lake overgrown with
lotuses, or like fire covered with ashes, Krishna the
foremost of Yadu heroes began to reflect. And
he said unto Rama (Valadeva), ’That is Yudhishthira;
that is Bhima with Jishnu (Arjuna); and those are
the twin heroes.’ And Rama surveying them
slowly cast a glance of satisfaction at Krishna.
Biting their nether lips in wrath, the other heroes
there—sons and grandsons of kings—with
their eyes and hearts and thoughts set on Krishna,
looked with expanded eyes on Draupadi alone without
noticing the Pandavas. And the sons of Pritha
also, of mighty arms, and the illustrious twin heroes,
beholding Draupadi, were all likewise struck by the
shafts of Kama. And crowded with celestial Rishis
and Gandharvas and Suparnas and Nagas and Asuras and
Siddhas, and filled with celestial perfumes and scattered
over with celestial flowers, and resounding with the
kettle-drum and the deep hum of infinite voices, and
echoing with the softer music of the flute, the Vina,
and the tabor, the cars of the celestials could scarcely
find a passage through the firmament. Then those
princes—Karna, Duryodhana, Salwa, Salya,
Aswatthaman, Kratha, Sunitha, Vakra, the ruler of Kalinga
and Banga, Pandya, Paundra, the ruler of Videha, the
chief of the Yavanas, and many other sons and grandsons
of kings,—sovereigns of territories with
eyes like lotus-petals,—one after another
began to exhibit prowess for (winning) that maiden
of unrivalled beauty. Adorned with crowns, garlands,
bracelets, and other ornaments, endued with mighty
arms, possessed of prowess and vigour and bursting
with strength and energy, those princes could not,
even in imagination, string that bow of extraordinary
stiffness.
“And (some amongst) those kings in exerting
with swelling lips each according to his strength,
education, skill, and energy,—to string
that bow, were tossed on the ground and lay perfectly
motionless for some time. Their strength spent
and their crowns and garlands loosened from their
persons, they began to pant for breath and their ambition
of winning that fair maiden was cooled. Tossed
by that tough bow, and their garlands and bracelets
and other ornaments disordered, they began to utter
exclamations of woe. And that assemblage of monarchs,
their hope of obtaining Krishna gone, looked sad and
woeful. And beholding the plight of those monarchs,
Karna that foremost of all wielders of the bow went
to where the bow was, and quickly raising it strung
it and placed the arrows on the string. And beholding
the son of Surya—Karna of the Suta tribe—like
unto fire, or Soma, or Surya himself, resolved to shoot
the mark, those foremost of bowmen—the
sons of Pandu—regarded the mark as already
shot and brought down upon the ground. But seeing
Karna, Draupadi loudly said, ‘I will not select
a Suta for my lord.’ Then Karna, laughing
in vexation and casting glance at the Sun, threw aside
the bow already drawn to a circle.