Verse 32

²⁷On this point too they tell this old story. Hear that talk between Yama and the kinsfolk of a dead man. ²⁸Among the Usinaras there was a king known by the name of Suyajna. When he had been killed in battle by his rivals, his kinsfolk sat about him: ²⁹his jewelled armour split apart, his ornaments and garland fallen away, his heart broken open by an arrow, lying smeared with blood, ³⁰his hair scattered, his eyes gone dull, his lip bitten through in his fury, his lotus face dulled with dust, his arms and his weapons cut through in the fight. ³¹Seeing the lord of the Usinaras, their husband, brought to that state by what was ordained, the queens grieved. Crying, We are killed, our lord, and beating their breasts hard with their hands, they fell again and again at his feet.

³²Weeping aloud, wetting their beloved's lotus feet with tears reddened by the saffron on their breasts, their hair and their ornaments come loose, they lamented with a wailing that made grief in whoever heard it.