and the Pancalas with the energy of his weapons, having poured showers of arrows and burnt the hostile divisions, having, indeed, heated the universe like the thousand-rayed Surya of great beauty, Karna, otherwise called Vaikartana, left the world, with his sons and followers.  Thus fell that hero who was a Kalpa tree unto those swarms of birds represented by suitors.  Solicited by suitors he always said, “I give” but never the words “I have not!” The righteous always regarded him as a righteous person.  Even such was Vrisha who fell in single combat.  All the wealth of that high-souled person had been dedicated to the Brahmanas.  There was nothing, not even his life, that he could not give away unto the Brahmanas.  He was ever the favourite of ladies, exceedingly liberal, and a mighty car-warrior.  Burnt by the weapons of Partha, he attained to the highest end.  He, relying upon whom thy son had provoked hostilities, thus went to heaven, taking away with him the hope of victory, the happiness, and the armour of the Kauravas.  When Karna fell, the rivers stood still.  The Sun set with a pale hue.  The planet Mercury, the son of Soma, assuming the hue of fire or the Sun, appeared to course through the firmament in a slanting direction.  The firmament seemed to be rent in twain; the earth uttered loud roars; violent and awful winds began to blow.  All the points of the horizon, covered with smoke, seemed to be ablaze.  The great oceans were agitated and uttered awful sounds.  The mountains with their forests began to tremble, and all creatures, O sire, felt pain.  The planet Jupiter, afflicting the constellation Rohini assumed the hue of the moon or the sun.  Upon the fall of Karna, the subsidiary points also of the compass became ablaze.  The sky became enveloped in darkness.  The earth trembled.  Meteors of blazing splendour fell.  Rakshasas and other wanderers of the night became filled with joy.  When Arjuna, with that razor-faced shaft, struck off Karna’s head adorned with a face beautiful as the moon, then, O king, loud cries of “Oh!” and “Alas!” were heard of creatures in heaven, in the welkin, and on the earth.  Having in battle slain his foe Karna who was worshipped by the gods, the gandharvas, and human beings, Pritha’s son Arjuna looked resplendent in his energy like the deity of a 1,000 eyes after the slaughter of Vritra.  Then riding on that car of theirs whose rattle resembled the roar of the clouds and whose splendour was like that of the meridian sun of the autumnal sky, which was adorned with banners and equipped with a standard incessantly producing an awful noise, whose effulgence resembled that of the snow or the Moon or the conch or the crystal, and whose steeds were like those of Indra himself, those two foremost of men, viz., the son of Pandu and the crusher of Keshi, whose energy resembled that of the great Indra, and who were adorned with gold and pearls and gems and diamonds and corals, and who were like fire or the sun in splendour, fearlessly