others beat their drums.  Some sported and jumped about, while some amongst thy foes laughed aloud.  Many heroes repeatedly said these words unto Bhimasena, “Exceedingly difficult and great hath been the fears that thou hast achieved today in battle, by having struck down the Kuru king, himself a great warrior, with thy mace!  All these men regard this slaughter of the foe by thee to be like that of Vritra by Indra himself!  Who else, save thyself, O Vrikodara, could slay the heroic Duryodhana while careering in diverse kinds of motion and performing all the wheeling manoeuvres (characteristic of such encounters)?  Thou hast now reached the other shore of these hostilities, that other shore which none else could reach.  This feat that thou hast achieved is incapable of being achieved by any other warriors.  By good luck, thou hast, O hero, like an infuriated elephant, crushed with thy foot the head of Duryodhana on the field of battle!  Having fought a wonderful battle, by good luck, O sinless one, thou hast quaffed the blood of Duhshasana, like a lion quaffing the blood of a buffalo!  By good luck, thou hast, by thy own energy, placed thy foot on the head of all those that had injured the righteous-souled king Yudhishthira!  In consequence of having vanquished thy foes and of thy having slain Duryodhana, by good luck, O Bhima, thy fame hath spread over the whole world!  Bards and eulogists applauded Shakra after the fall of Vritra, even as we are now applauding thee, O Bharata, after the fall of thy foes!  Know, O Bharata, that the joy we felt upon the fall of Duryodhana hath not yet abated in the least!” Even these were the words addressed to Bhimasena by the assembled eulogists on that occasion!  Whilst those tigers among men, the Pancalas and the Pandavas, all filled with delight were indulging in such language, the slayer of Madhu addressed them, saying, “You rulers of men, it is not proper to slay a slain foe with such cruel speeches repeatedly uttered.  This wight of wicked understanding hath already been slain.  This sinful, shameless, and covetous wretch, surrounded by sinful counsellors and ever regardless of the advice of wise friends, met with his death even when he refused, though repeatedly urged to contrary by Vidura and Drona and Kripa and Sanjaya, to give unto the sons of Pandu their paternal share in the kingdom which they had solicited at his hands!  This wretch is not now fit to be regarded either as a friend or a foe!  What use in spending bitter breath upon one who hath now become a piece of wood!  Mount your cars quickly, ye kings, for we should leave this place!  By good luck, this sinful wretch hath been slain with his counsellors and kinsmen and friends!” Hearing these rebukes from Krishna, king Duryodhana, O monarch, gave way to wrath and endeavoured to rise.  Sitting on his haunches and supporting himself on his two arms, he contracted his eyebrows and cast angry glances at Vasudeva.  The form then of Duryodhana whose body was half raised looked like that of a poisonous