the ocean has come to be called Sagara after his name.
When he, O Srinjaya, who far surpassed thee in the
four principal attributes and who was purer than thy
son, fell a prey to death, do not grieve for thy son
that is dead. We hear, O Srinjaya, that king
Prithu also, the son of Vena, fell a prey to death.
The great Rishis, assembling together in the great
forest, installed him in the sovereignty of the earth.
And because it was thought that he would advance all
mankind, he was, for that reason, called Prithu (the
advancer). And because also he protected people
from injuries (Kshata), he was, for that reason, called
a Kshatriya (protector from injuries). Beholding
Prithu the son of Vena, all the creatures of the earth
exclaimed, ‘We have been lovingly attached to
him.’ From this circumstance of the loving
attachment (to him of all creatures), he came to be
called a Raja (one that can inspire attachment).
The earth, during his sway, yielded crops without
being tilled, every leaf that the trees had bore honey;
and every cow yielded a jugful of milk. All men
were hale and all their wishes used to be crowned
with fruition. They had no fear of any kind.
They used to live, as they pleased, in fields or in
(sheltered) houses. When Prithu desired to go
over the sea, the waters became solidified. The
rivers also never swelled up when he had to cross
them but remained perfectly calm. The standard
on his car moved freely everywhere (without being
obstructed by any impediment). King Prithu, in
one of his grand Horse-sacrifices, gave away unto the
Brahman as one and twenty mountains of gold, each
measuring three nalwas.[102] When he, O Srinjaya,
who far surpassed thee in the four principal attributes
and who was purer than thy son, fell a prey to death,
do not grieve for thy son that is dead. Upon
what, O Srinjaya, dost thou reflect in silence?
It seems, O king, that thou hearest not these words
of mine. If thou hast not heard them, then this
discourse of mine has been a fruitless rhapsody, like
medicine or diet, to a person on the point of death.’
“Srinjaya said, ’I am attending, O Narada,
to this discourse of thine, of excellent import and
perfumed like a garland of flowers,—this
discourse upon the conduct of high-souled royal sages
of meritorious deeds and great fame, that can certainly
dispel grief. Thy discourse, O great sage, has
not been a fruitless rhapsody. I have been freed
from grief at thy very sight. Like one never
satiated with drinking nectar, I am not satiated with
thy words. O thou of true sight, if thou, O lord,
be inclined to show thy grace towards this person
burning on account of the death of his son, then that
son, through that grace of thine, is sure to be revived
and to mingle once more with me (in this life).
“Narada said, ’I will give back to thee
that son of thine, named Suvarnashthivin, whom Parvata
gave thee and who has been bereft of life. Of
the splendour of gold, that child shall have a thousand
years.’”