Bhojaprabandha 112_320
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"Where the fourteen worlds are like the young of swans." Then the king gave a hundred thousand pearls for every syllable.
Then the doorkeeper enters: "Your Majesty, a certain scholar wearing only a loincloth stands at the door." The king said: "Let him enter." Then, having been ushered in, the poet came, said "Hail!", and having sat down unbidden, said: