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beloved Rama back. Culverts were built,
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trees felled, a broad road for the prince
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and his retinue was soon laid. Ups and
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downs were levelled, marshes drained,
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resting-places for the army and facilities
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for
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drinking
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water
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and
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all
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other
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conveniences were soon made ready.
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Though thus preparations were made
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for
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Bharata's
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journey
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to
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the
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forest,
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Vasishtha and the other ministers formally
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summoned the Assembly again. They did
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not give up their desire to get Bharata to
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agree
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to
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be
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crowned.
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They
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sent
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messengers to Bharata palace and invited
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him to the Hall. They approached him
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with music playing on many instruments.
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All this pained him.
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He stopped the musicians and sent the
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messengers back and told Satrughna:
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"Why
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should
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they
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still
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persist
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in
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tormenting me when I have refused the
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kingdom? This is the result of our
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mother's intrigue. My father has gone to
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Heaven leaving me to bear all this alone.
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The land needs a king; without one it
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drifts like a rudderless and derelict ship.
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We must soon get Rama back."
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The Assembly sat eagerly looking for
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the entrance of the blameless prince. He
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entered the Hall as the full moon rises in
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the sky He bowed to the elders and sat
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down.
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Vasishtha
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said:
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"This
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kingdom
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has
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been given to you by your father and your
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brother Rama. Accept it and protect us
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according to ancient custom."
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Bharata's heart was far away with
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Rama. Tears fell from his yes. The young
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prince wept aloud in the midst of the royal
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Assembly and in a voice struggling with
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tears, he addressed words of respectful
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reproach to the preceptors:
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"How can you ask one of my race and
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upbringing to usurp what belongs to
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another far nobler and more worthy than
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I? Can any son of Dasaratha possibly
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dream of such iniquity? This kingdom and
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I, and all else in it belong to Rama. He is
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the eldest son, the noblest among us, a
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lover of dharma, an equal to Dilipa and
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Nahusha of old. He is the rightful king.
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He is fit to be sovereign in the three
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worlds. Standing here I pay my homage to
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Rama there in the forest. He is the King,
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not I."
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The Assembly burst into tears of joy
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when they heard Bharata speak thus.
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And Bharata continued: "If I am unable
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to persuade King Rama to agree, I shall
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stay there performing penance. It is your
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duty, O Elders, to use every means to
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bring Rama back. I shall do all I can to
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make Rama come back to Ayodhya and
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make him King."
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He then ordered Sumantra who was
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standing
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near
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him
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to
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hasten
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the
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preparations for going to the forest. The
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city rejoiced in anticipation of Rama's
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return, for all felt sure that nothing could
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