For, O you of mighty arms, even if death comes to ine, I am reluctant to do anything that may displease him, what to speak of my going to the city of Dvaravati, O son of Pritha, and descendant of Kuru, I now tell you truly desiring to do only what is good and agreeable to you, and there can be nothing equivocal in it many way, that the necessity for my staying here no longer exists, when, O Arjuna, that monarch the son of Dhritarashtra, has been killed with his armies and attendants, and the earth, my friend, with its belt of seas, and its mountains and woods and forest, and the kingdom of the Kuru king filled with various gems, have passed under the control of that wise son of Dharma. And, O foremost prince of Bharata's race, may that virtuous prince govern the entire kingdom of the earth in virtue, and with the respect and approbation of numerous grcat Siddhas, and having his praises always extolled by the panegyrists.