150 The Nineteenth Bool of the Gestes of Prithiraj. [No. 3, 



Like black mountains moving on earth, rank on rank. 

 Came glittering like fire mingled with, ice, 

 Eighty-four horses, powerful and strong. 



With incomparable necks and hoofs, prancing and rearing. (10) 

 Of the five colours, shaking their trappings. 

 (There was) playing of instruments in five tunes, 

 [A doubtful line (11)] 



In Samud Sirsikha (12) there was shouting for joy 

 The marriage hall was adorned with garlands. 

 The noble maiden, Padmavati, seeing the time (approach) 

 Spoke to the parrot this word, being alone. 

 " Quickly go thou, parrot, to the fair land of Dilli, 

 " Bring hither the hero, the Chahuwan king. 

 Couplet. 



24. " Bring thou the Chahuwan hero, 



" First tell him this message from me, 

 " While the breath remains in my body 

 " My beloved (shall be) Prithiraj the king." 

 Poem. 



25. Beloved Prithiraj the king, 



Fitly having written a letter, she gave it, 



Arranging all the words of the invitation, 



On the twelfth of the moon he took it. 



Eleven hundred and thirty 



Sakh era truly, 



Thus ; — " Khattri of pure race ! 



" Hero ! save a maiden's life ; 



" On seeing this arise at once, hero ! 



" Delay not for one instant. 



In the space of five nights and days 



" (Come) thou as Krishna came for Rukmini." 



26. " As Krishna to Rukmini, 

 Thus, hero, lord of Sambhari ! 



On the western side of Siva's temple 

 At time of worship, be present." 



27. Taking the scroll the parrot went, 



