The procession was now quite worthy of the bridegroom; the processionists indulged in gaieties of various kinds as they went along. On the other side HimŒcala erected a most wonderful pavilion which beggared description. As many mountains as existed in the world, small or big, more than man can count, and the whole host of woods, seas, rivers and ponds* were all invited by HimŒcala. Capable of taking any form they liked, they assumed handsome figures and repaired to the house of HimŒlaya alongwith their retinues and fair consorts. They all sang festive songs out of affection. The mountain-king had already caused a number of houses to be tastefully decorated; all the guests were lodged therein, each occupying a house befitting one’s status. The splendour of the city was so captivating that after a glance at it the creative skill of BrahmŒ himself looked very small. (1—4)