and sat myself to practise severe penances for a hundred
years. As the reward of those penances, I obtained
from Sarva, O son of king Pandu, a hundred sons, all
of whom were born without the intervention of woman,
of well-restrained soul, conversant with righteousness,
possessed of great splendour, free from disease and
sorrow, and endued with lives extending over a hundred
thousand years—Then the illustrious Valmiki,
addressing Yudhishthira, said,—Once upon
a time, in course of a dialectical disputation, certain
ascetics that were possessors of the homa fire denounced
me as one guilty of Brahmanicide. As soon as
they had denounced me as such, the sin of Brahmanicide,
O Bharata, possessed me. I then, for cleansing
myself, sought the protection of the sinless Isana
who is irresistible in energy. I become cleansed
of all my sins. That dispeller of all sorrows,
viz., the destroyer of the triple city of the
Asuras, said unto me,—Thy fame shall be
great in the world—Then Jamadagni’s
son, that foremost of all righteous persons, shining
like the Sun with blazing splendour in the midst of
that conclave of Rishis, said unto the son of Kunti
these words;—I was afflicted with the sin,
O eldest son of Pandu, of Brahmanicide for having
slain my brothers who were all learned Brahmanas.
For purifying myself, I sought the protection, O king,
of Mahadeva. I hymned the praises of the great
Deity by reciting his names. At this, Bhava became
gratified with me and gave me a battle-axe and many
other celestial weapons. And he said unto me,—Thou
shalt be freed from sin and thou shalt be invincible
in battle; Death himself shall not succeed in overcoming
thee for thou shalt be freed from disease.—Even
thus did the illustrious and crested Deity of auspicious
form said unto me. Through the grace of that
Deity of supreme intelligence I obtained all that He
had said. Then Viswamitra said,—I was
formerly a Kshatriya. I paid my adorations to
Bhava with the desire of becoming a Brahmana Through
the grace of that great Deity I succeeded in obtaining
the high status of a Brahmana that is so difficult
to obtain.—Then the Rishi Asita-Devala,
addressing the royal son of Pandu, said,—In
former days, O son of Kunti, through the curse of
Sakra, all my merit due to the acts of righteousness
I had performed, was destroyed. The puissant Mahadeva
it was who kindly gave me back that merit together
with great fame and a long life.—The illustrious
Rishi Gritsamada, the dear friend of Sakra, who resembled
the celestial preceptor Vrihaspati himself in splendour,
addressing Yudhishthira of Ajamidha’s race said,—The
inconceivable Sakra had, in days of yore, performed
a sacrifice extending over a thousand years.
While that sacrifice was going on, I was engaged by
Sakra in reciting the Samans. Varishtha, the
son of that Manu who sprung from the eyes of Brahma,
came to that sacrifice and addressing me, said.—O
foremost of regenerate persons, the Rathantara is
not being recited properly by thee. O best of