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Vaiśampāyana said.
Janamejaya, upon hearing the various lamentations of the royal sage, the grief of Gāndhārī was renewed again. (15-37-1)
Of Kunti, Drupada's daughter, Subhadra likewise, and of those excellent women, the brides of Kaurava indeed. (15-37-2)
Gāndhārī, filled with grief for her son, rose with folded hands, her eyes covered, and addressed her father-in-law. (15-37-3)
O best of sages, sixteen years have passed; this king, grieving for his slain sons, has found no peace, O lord. (15-37-4)
O great sage, this king Dhritarashtra, overcome by grief for his son and sighing, does not rest in any of the palaces. (15-37-5)
By the power of your austerity, you are able to create all other worlds; so surely you can show the king his sons who have passed on to another world. (15-37-6)
This Draupadī, Kṛṣṇā, whose relatives' sons have been killed, grieves greatly; the virtuous one, your beloved daughter-in-law among daughters-in-law. (15-37-7)
Thus Subhadrā, Kṛṣṇa's sister, who spoke auspiciously, was greatly tormented and grieved by the death of her son Abhimanyu. (15-37-8)
And this is the wife of Bhūrishravas, O lord, who is extremely afflicted by grief, distressed by her husband's misfortune and sorrow, and does not sleep in her dwelling places. (15-37-9)
But she, whose father-in-law, the wise Bāhlīka—he, the chief of the Kurus—was slain, and Somadatta too, along with his father, in the great battle. (15-37-10)
The hundred sons of your son, glorious and of great intellect, who did not flee in battle, were slain on the battlefield. (15-37-11)
His hundred wives, afflicted with grief for their son, keep increasing the sorrow of the king and of me again and again. Because of that great initiation, grief clings to me, O great sage. (15-37-12)
O Lord, those great-souled, heroic fathers-in-law of mine, those great chariot-warriors such as Somadatta—what has become of them?
O Lord, by your favor, may this king be without sorrow; let death come to me, to Kuntī, and to this your bride. (15-37-14)
As Gāndhārī finished speaking, Kuntī, her face emaciated by vows, remembered her secretly born son, the one born of the Sun. (15-37-15)
The sage Vyāsa, who bestows boons and possesses far-reaching hearing and sight, saw her—the grieving goddess, mother of Savyasācin (Arjuna). (15-37-16)
Then Vyāsa said to her, "O highly wise one, speak that purpose which you desire to tell, whatever exists in your mind." (15-37-17)
Then Kuntī bowed her head to her two fathers-in-law and, with modesty, spoke words revealing something ancient. (15-37-18)
