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Chapter 62 No.62

Kuru Women visit the Battle-field

Spake the ancient Dhrita-rashtra, father of a hundred sons,

Sonless now and sorrow-stricken, dark his ebbing life-tide runs!

"Gods fulfil my life's last wishes! Henchmen, yoke my royal car,

Dhrita-rashtra meets his princes in the silent field of war,

Speed unto the Queen Gandhari, to the dames of Kur

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