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The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa, Volume 4 Books 13, 14, 15, 16, 17 and 18

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441,809 words · about 30 h 56 min to read

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The text of The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa, Volume 4 Books 13, 14, 15, 16, 17 and 18 comes from Project Gutenberg e-text #15477. It is in English and public domain in the United States. Translated by Kisari Mohan Ganguli. Project Gutenberg’s header and license text are removed, and RedLectern sets the text out for reading on screen; no words of the book are rewritten or summarized. More formats (EPUB, Kindle) · How RedLectern is built

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About this book

Language
English
Subjects
Epic literature, Sanskrit
Length
441,809 words · about 30 h 56 min
Sections
10 reader sections · Table of contents
Contents (10)
  1. Opening under 1 min
  2. 13. ANUSASANA PARVA under 1 min
  3. I. SECTION I (part 1 of 3) about 7 h 10 min
  4. I. SECTION I (part 2 of 3) about 7 h 10 min
  5. I. SECTION I (part 3 of 3) about 6 h 40 min
  6. 14. ASWAMEDHA PARVA about 6 h 16 min
  7. 15. ASRAMAVASIKA PARVA about 2 h 18 min
  8. 16. Mausala-parva about 34 min
  9. 17. Mahaprasthanika-parva about 13 min
  10. 18. Svargarohanika-parva about 36 min

The opening of I. SECTION I

(Anusasanika Parva)

OM! HAVING BOWED down unto Narayana, and Nara the foremost of male beings, and unto the goddess Saraswati, must the word Jaya be uttered.

"'Yudhishthira said, "O grandsire, tranquillity of mind has been said to be subtile and of diverse forms. I have heard all thy discourses, but still tranquillity of mind has not been mine. In this matter, various means of quieting the mind have been related (by thee), O sire, but how can peace of mind be secured from only a knowledge of the different kinds of tranquillity, when I myself have been the instrument of bringing about all this? Beholding thy body covered with arrows and festering with bad sores, I fail to find, O hero, any peace of mind, at the thought of the evils I have wrought. Beholding thy body, O most valiant of men, bathed in blood, like a hill overrun with water from its springs, I am languishing with grief even as the lotus in the rainy season. What can be more painful than this, that thou, O grandsire, hast been brought to this plight on my account by my people fighting against their foes on the battle-field?

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