Mahabharata, Book Vii - Bhishma's Speech

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From the monarch's ancient bosom sighs and sobs convulsive broke, Bhishma wiped his manly eyelids and to proud Duryodhan spoke: 'Listen, prince, for righteous Krishna counsels love and holy peace, Listen, youth, and may thy fortune with thy passing years increase! Yield to Krishna's words of wisdom, for thy weal he nobly strives, Yield and save thy friends and kinsmen, save thy cherished subjects' lives, Foremost race in all this wide earth is Hastina's royal line, Bring not on them dire destruction by a sinful act of thine! Sons and fathers, friends and brothers, shall in mutual conflict die Kinsmen slain by dearest kinsmen shall upon the red field lie, Hearken unto Krishna's counsel, unto wise Vidura's word, Be thy mother's fond entreaty and thy father's mandate heard! Tempt not wrath and fiery vengeance on thy old heroic race, Tread not in the path of darkness, seek the path of light and grace, Listen to thy king and father, he hath Kuru's empire graced, Listen to thy queen and mother, she hath nursed thee on her breast! '

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