Once on a time in the picturesque season of spring the mighty-armed Ila, with his army and conveyances, entered into a charming forest, and on the pretext of hunting, slew hundreds and thousands of deer. With slaying deer only the high-souled king was not satisfied.
स प्रचक्रे महाबाहुमूंगयां रुचिरे वने। चैत्रे मनोरमे मासे सभृत्यबलवाहनः॥ प्रजघ्ने स नृपोऽरण्ये मृगाञ्छतसहस्रशः। हत्वैव तृप्ति भूच्च राज्ञस्तस्य महात्मनः॥