Kathasaritsagara 1.8.23
Kathāsaritsāgara 1.8.23
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1.8.23
atrāntare ca rājābhūdasvasthaḥ sātavāhanaḥ /
doṣaṃ cāsyāvadanvaidyāḥ śuṣkamāṃsopabhogajam //
In the meanwhile king Sátaváhana fell sick. And the physicians said that his illness was due to eating meat wanting in nutritive qualities. And when the cooks were scolded for it, they said- "The hunters bring in to us flesh of this kind." And when the hunters were taken to task, they said,- "On a hill not very far from here there is a Bráhman reading, who throws into the fire every leaf as soon as he has read it; so all the animals go there and listen without ever grazing, they never wander anywhere else, consequently this flesh of theirs is wanting in nutritive properties on ac count of their going without food." When he heard this speech of the hunters he made them shew him the way, and out of curiosity went in person to see Gunádhya, and he beheld him owing to his forest life over-spread with matted locks, that looked like the smoke of the fire of his curse, that was almost extinguished.
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In the meanwhile king Sátaváhana fell sick. And the physicians said that his illness was due to eating meat wanting in nutritive qualities. And when the cooks were scolded for it, they said- "The hunters bring in to us flesh of this kind." And when the hunters were taken to task, they said,- "On a hill not very far from here there is a Bráhman reading, who throws into the fire every leaf as soon as he has read it; so all the animals go there and listen without ever grazing, they never wander anywhere else, consequently this flesh of theirs is wanting in nutritive properties on ac count of their going without food." When he heard this speech of the hunters he made them shew him the way, and out of curiosity went in person to see Gunádhya, and he beheld him owing to his forest life over-spread with matted locks, that looked like the smoke of the fire of his curse, that was almost extinguished.
Translations (1)
- The Kathá Sarit Ságara, or Ocean of the Streams of Story — Charles Henry Tawney 1880, English