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Tren when the night had passed away, the mighty Muni Vigwamitra, having greeted the monarch, set out for the Northern mountains. And when Vi¢gwdmitra had gone away, king Dagaratha, greeting Mithili’s lord, Vaideha, actively prepared for setting out for his own capital. And then the king of the Videhas gave a dower consisting of various things. And Mithila’s lord gave many hundred thousands of kine, and excellent woolen stuffs, and Koéis of common cloths; and elephants, and horses, and cars, and foot men, as well as an hundred damsels adorned, endowed with elegance, to form goodly waiting-maids. And wellpleased the king gave as a noble dower gold and silver and pearls and coral. And having given divers kinds of

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articles, that king, the lord of Mithila, bidding adieu to the monarch (Dagaratha), re-entered his own capital. And the master of Ayodhy4 accompanied with his high-souled sons, and headed by the saints in a body, started on the journey, followed by his army and attendants. And as that tiger-like one was on his way, in company with Raghava and the saints, the fowls began to utter frightful cries all around, and the beasts on earth to stream in a Southern direction. And beholding them, that tiger-like monarch asked Vasishtha, saying,— “Those birds of fierce aspects emit frightful cries and beasts stream in a Southerly direction. What is this? My heart trembleth and my mind is not at ease.” Hearing the speech of king Dagaratha, that mighty saint spake sweetly, saying, ‘Hear what would be the result of it. These fowls of the airby their cries presage some dreadful impending evil ; but these beasts betoken peace restored. Therefore do thou renounce anxiety.” And as they were thus conversing, there blew a strong wind, shaking all the earth, and breaking down the trees. And a deep gloom enveloped the sun; and no quarter could be discovered. And enveloped in ashes, that host became stupified. And at that dreadful hour, Vasishtha and the other saints and the king with his sons alone retained their senses, all else were deprived of their senses, and the army was enveloped with ashes. And the king saw that repressor of kings, the decendant of Bhrigu, Jamadagni’s son, dreadful to behold, wearing a head of matted locks, irrepresible like unto Kailicga, and unbearable like unto the fire at the universal dissolution, flaming in energy, incapable of being looked at by the unrighteous, with his axe on his shoulder, equipped with a bow like unto the lightning, and fierce arrows, looking like Siva the slayer of Tripura. And beholding him of dreadful appearance like unto flaming fire, the Vipras headed by Vig'vamitra, engaged in reciting mantras and offering oblations unto the fire,— those saints assembled togethe:—began to converse with 22 ran

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-each other., saying,—Is this one, enraged because of the slaughter of his sire, intent upon exterminating the Kshatriyas ? Formerly, having slaughtered the Kshatriyas, he pacified his ire and mental ferment,—therefore, to annihilate the Kshatriyas once again can uever be his endeavour.” Having said this, the saints offered Arghya unto Bhrigu’s son of dreadful appearance ; and addressed him in soothing words, saying,—‘O Rama ! O Rama.” Accepting that homage rendered unto him by the saints, that puissant one, Jamadagni’s son, Rama, addressed Rama, the son of Dagaratha.