Note 9 — Chapter LIII
C. H. (Charles Henry) Tawney translation
And Víravara, going in the direction of the wailing,9 followed unperceived by the king, reached a lake outside the city. And he saw a woman lamenting in the midst of it; “Ah lord! Ah merciful one! Ah hero! How shall I exist abandoned by thee?” He asked her; “Who are you, and what lord do you lament?” Then she said; “My son, know that I am this earth. At present Vikramatunga is my righteous lord, and his death will certainly take place on the third day from now. And how shall I obtain such a lord again? For with divine foresight I behold the good and evil to come, as Suprabha, the son of a god, did, when in heaven.”