सौभद्रश् चाद्रवत् सेनां निघ्नन्न् अश्वरथद्विपान् ॥
व्यचरत् स दिशः सर्वाः प्रदिशश् चाहितान् रुजन् ॥
तं तदा नानुपश्याम सैन्येन रजसावृतम् ॥
आददानं गजाश्वानां नृणां चायूंषि भारत ॥
क्षणेन भूयो ऽपश्याम सूर्यं मध्यंदिने यथा ॥
अभिमन्युं महाराज प्रतपन्तं द्विषद्गणान् ॥
स वासवसमः संख्ये वासवस्यात्मजात्मजः ॥
अभिमन्युर् महाराज सैन्यमध्ये व्यरोचत ॥
saubhadraś cādravat senāṃ nighnann aśvarathadvipān ||
vyacarat sa diśaḥ sarvāḥ pradiśaś cāhitān rujan ||
taṃ tadā nānupaśyāma sainyena rajasāvṛtam ||
ādadānaṃ gajāśvānāṃ nṛṇāṃ cāyūṃṣi bhārata ||
kṣaṇena bhūyo 'paśyāma sūryaṃ madhyaṃdine yathā ||
abhimanyuṃ mahārāja pratapantaṃ dviṣadgaṇān ||
sa vāsavasamaḥ saṃkhye vāsavasyātmajātmajaḥ ||
abhimanyur mahārāja sainyamadhye vyarocata ||
And the son of Subhadra ranged through the host, smiting horses, chariots and elephants; he roamed through all directions and intermediate directions, crushing his enemies. Then we did not see him, covered by the army's dust, taking the lives of elephants, horses and men, O Bharata. In an instant we saw again, like the sun at midday, O great sovereign, Abhimanyu blazing among the hosts of enemies. He, equal to Indra in battle, Indra's grandson, Abhimanyu, O great sovereign, shone amid the host.
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The boy now vanishes in the dust of battle, now appears again, 'like the sun at midday': the image of a sun's disk, for a moment hidden by a cloud of dust and shining forth once more, crowns the tale of his zenith. He is called 'equal to Indra' and 'Indra's grandson' -- the blood of the king of gods shows itself in the superhuman radiance of his valor. It is telling that the chapter on the summit of his glory ends with the image of the midday sun -- the highest point, after which decline is inevitable. The verse teaches that true greatness, for a moment hidden by dust, shows itself again, like the sun from behind a cloud; that the boy's valor has reached its zenith, likening him to the king of gods; and that the tale, leaving us with the image of the midday, blazing sun, subtly prepares us for the turn to come -- for midday is the highest point, after which the sun's disk begins to descend, and the zenith of Abhimanyu's glory is the eve of his death.