तस्यास्यतः सुनिशितान् पीतधारान्; द्रौणेः शरान् पृष्ठतश् चाग्रतश् च ॥
धरा वियद् द्यौः प्रदिशो दिशश् च; छन्ना बाणैर् अभवन् घोररूपैः ॥
आसीनस्य स्वरथं तूग्रतेजाः; सुदर्शनस्येन्द्रकेतुप्रकाशौ ॥
भुजौ शिरश् चेन्द्रसमानवीर्यस्; त्रिभिः शरैर् युगपत् संचकर्त ॥
tasyāsyataḥ suniśitān pītadhārān; drauṇeḥ śarān pṛṣṭhataś cāgrataś ca ||
dharā viyad dyauḥ pradiśo diśaś ca; channā bāṇair abhavan ghorarūpaiḥ ||
āsīnasya svarathaṃ tūgratejāḥ; sudarśanasyendraketuprakāśau ||
bhujau śiraś cendrasamānavīryas; tribhiḥ śarair yugapat saṃcakarta ||
As he hurled these most sharp, gold-bladed arrows of Drauni's, from behind and before, earth, sky, heaven, the intermediate points and the cardinal directions all became covered with arrows of terrible aspect. Of Sudarshana, seated on his own chariot, he -- fierce in splendor, equal to Indra in prowess -- cut off at once, with three arrows, the arms, gleaming like Indra's banner, and the head.
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Ashvatthaman's arrows blanket every quarter of space -- sky, earth, air: the whole expanse becomes a single net of death. It is significant that with three arrows at once he severs the arms and head of Sudarshana the Malava -- precision equal to power. The verse teaches that fearsomeness reaches its limit when strength is joined to flawless skill; but even this perfection, given over to slaughter, only adds names to the mournful roll of the fallen.