Sanjaya said: "When the night had passed, O great king, all the lords of the earth — the Pandavas and the Dhartarashtras — came to their grandfather. The kshatriyas bowed to the best of the Kurus, the hero lying upon his bed of heroes, and stood before that bull among kshatriyas. Maidens with sandalwood powder, parched grain, and garlands, women, children, old men, onlookers, and common folk gathered from every side to the son of Shantanu, as living beings gather to the sun that dispels darkness. Instruments sounded; singers, courtesans, actors, and dancers danced and sang before the ancient grandfather of the Kurus. Having ceased from battle, removed their armor, and laid down their weapons, the Kurus and Pandavas sat together around the unassailable Devavrata, tamer of foes. They were well disposed toward one another as before, and took their places according to seniority and age. That assembly of the Bharatas, filled with hundreds of kings and adorned by Bhishma, shone like the sun's orb in the sky. Among the kings who attended upon the grandfather, it shone as the assembly of the gods shines around the lord of the gods."