तं भूमौ पतितं दृष्ट्वा तावकास् ते महारथाः ॥
मुदा परमया युक्ताश् चुक्रुशुः सिंहवन् मुहुः ॥
आसीत् परमको हर्षस् तावकानां विशां पते ॥
इतरेषां तु वीराणां नेत्रेभ्यः प्रापतज् जलम् ॥
अभिक्रोशन्ति भूतानि अन्तरिक्षे विशां पते ॥
दृष्ट्वा निपतितं वीरं च्युतं चन्द्रम् इवाम्बरात् ॥
taṃ bhūmau patitaṃ dṛṣṭvā tāvakās te mahārathāḥ ||
mudā paramayā yuktāś cukruśuḥ siṃhavan muhuḥ ||
āsīt paramako harṣas tāvakānāṃ viśāṃ pate ||
itareṣāṃ tu vīrāṇāṃ netrebhyaḥ prāpataj jalam ||
abhikrośanti bhūtāni antarikṣe viśāṃ pate ||
dṛṣṭvā nipatitaṃ vīraṃ cyutaṃ candram ivāmbarāt ||
Having seen him fallen upon the ground, your great chariot-warriors, filled with the utmost joy, roared again and again like lions. There was supreme joy among your men, O sovereign; but from the eyes of the other heroes tears fell. And in the sky the very beings wept aloud, having seen the fallen hero, like the moon fallen from the heavens.
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The verse sets three responses to one death side by side: the lion's roar of the victors, the tears of his own, and the weeping of the very beings in the sky. It is telling that nature — "bhūtāni antarikṣe" — mourns the boy together with the righteous and against those rejoicing: creation itself judges where the truth lies. Joy over a boy killed by stealth condemns those who rejoice, while heaven's tears crown the fallen. Here the verse teaches that the true measure of a deed is given not by the triumph of the strong but by who weeps over it.