This sacred retreat is more delightful than heaven itself. I could almost fancy myself bathing in a pool of nectar.
MÁTALI. [Stopping the chariot.
Descend, mighty Prince.
KING. [Descending.
And what will you do, Mátali?
MÁTALI.
The chariot will remain where I have stopped it. We may both descend.
[Doing so.]
This way, great King.
[Walking on.]