“Kanwa continued, ’Hearing the proud words of that bird foreshadowing danger the bearer of the discus, provoking Tarkshya still more, said unto him, ’Though so very weak, why dost thou, O Garuda, yet regard thyself strong, O oviparous creature, it ill behoveth thee to vaunt thus in our presence.  The three worlds united together cannot bear the weight of my body.  I myself bear my own weight and thine also.  Come now, bear thou the weight of this one right arm of mine.  If thou canst bear even this, thy boast would be regarded as reasonable.  Saying this, the holy one placed his arms on Garuda’s shoulders.  Thereupon the latter fell down, afflicted with its weight, confounded, and deprived of his senses.  And Garuda, felt that the weight of that one arm of Vishnu was as great as that of the entire Earth with her mountains.  Endued with might infinitely greater, Vishnu, however, did not afflict him much.  Indeed, Achyuta did not take his life.  That ranger of the sky, afflicted then by that immense weight, gasped for breath, and began to cast off his feathers.  With every limb weakened, and utterly confounded, Garuda was almost deprived of his senses.  The winged offspring of Vinata then, thus confounded and almost deprived of his senses, and rendered utterly helpless, bowing unto Vishnu with bent bead, feebly addressed him, saying, ’O illustrious Lord, the essence of that strength which sustains the universe dwelleth in this body of thine.  What wonder, therefore, that I should be crushed down to the earth by a single arm of thine, stretched out at thy pleasure.  It behoveth thee, O divine Lord, to forgive this winged creature that perches on thy flag-staff—­this fool intoxicated with pride of strength, but now rendered utterly helpless.  Thy great strength, O divine Lord, was never known to me before.  It was for this that I regarded my own might to be unequalled.’  Thus addressed, the illustrious Vishnu became gratified, and addressing Garuda with affection, said, ’Let not thy behaviour be such again.’  And saying this, Upendra threw Sumukha with the toe of his foot upon Garuda’s breast.  And from that time, O king, Garuda hath ever lived in friendship with that snake.  It was thus, O king, that mighty and illustrious Garuda, the son of Vinata, afflicted by the might of Vishnu, was cured of his pride.’

“Kanwa continued, ’In the same way, O son of Gandhari, thou livest, O son, as long as thou approachest not the heroic sons of Pandu in battle.  Who is there whom Bhima, that foremost of smiters, that mighty son of Vayu and Dhananjaya, the son of Indra, cannot slay in battle?  Vishnu himself, and Vayu and Dharma, and the Aswins,—­these gods are thy enemies.  Let alone an encounter with them, thou art not competent even to look at them on the field.  Therefore, O prince, do not set thy heart upon war; let peace be made through the agency of Vasudeva.  It behoveth thee to save thy race thus.  This great ascetic Narada witnessed with his own eyes the incident (I have related to thee) which shows the greatness of Vishnu, and know that this Krishna is that bearer of the discus and the mace!’