With one poor passion at the door of bliss?
Stay’st thou for this, who didst not stay for them—
Draupadi, Bhima?”
But the king yet spake:
“’Tis known that none can hurt or help the dead.
They, the delightful ones, who sank and died,
Following my footsteps, could not live again
Though I had turned, therefore I did not turn;
But could help profit, I had turned to help.
There be four sins, O Sakra, grievous sins: