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BIDASARI 75<br />

The King then took his leave with the young prince.<br />

With many mantris following. The strains<br />

Of gladsome music sounded. All the bells<br />

Were rung, <strong>and</strong> those without the cavalcade<br />

Were sad.<br />

Ere long they came to the frontier,<br />

And King met King. The folk of Kembajat<br />

Were all astonished at the young King's face.<br />

As beautiful as painter's masterpiece.<br />

The old King looked with smiles on all. His joy<br />

Was great. The King of Indrapura bowed<br />

Respectfully, <strong>and</strong> made them bring to him<br />

The elephant that bore 'neath gay payong<br />

"<br />

His consort's father. Son, where goest thou ? "<br />

"<br />

I've come to seek thee." Then the old King<br />

said :<br />

" Why didst thou come in person ? 'Twould have been<br />

Enough if thou hadst mantris sent instead."<br />

His joy o'erflowed his heart. His son-in-law<br />

He greatly loved. Upon his elephant<br />

"<br />

He said : Approach, my son, thou art a king<br />

Renowned. Thy body <strong>and</strong> thy soul are both<br />

"<br />

Alike, <strong>and</strong> both of <strong>royal</strong> stock ! He pressed<br />

" Him in his arms <strong>and</strong> said : Light of ray eyes.<br />

Almighty God hath heard my many prayers,<br />

And granted me a perfect son-in-law."<br />

The King of Indrapura bowed <strong>and</strong> smiled<br />

Most graciously. Then to the young prince said<br />

"<br />

His father : Mount, my son, beside me, here."<br />

The young prince mounted at his father's side.<br />

He was as beautiful as chiselled gold.<br />

Within the town the kings made entry then<br />

Amid a joyous throng. When they had come.<br />

The former merchant bowed before them both.<br />

The mangkouboumi now. The mighty King<br />

Of Indrapura bowed <strong>and</strong> said :<br />

" My sire,<br />

Speak to my uncle here for he ; brought up<br />

Thy daughter." Scarcely had the old King heard<br />

These words than he<br />

"<br />

exclaimed with : joy Come here,<br />

My brother, let us now acquaintance make."

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