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तयोः शरैर् महाराज संपतद्भिः समन्ततः ॥
बभूव तव सैन्यानां संक्षोभः सागरोपमः ॥
भीमचापच्युतैर् बाणैस् तव सैन्यम् अरिंदम ॥
अवध्यत चमूमध्ये घोरैर् आशीविषोपमैः ॥
वारणैः पतितै राजन् वाजिभिश् च नरैः सह ॥
अदृश्यत मही कीर्णा वातनुन्नैर् द्रुमैर् इव ॥
tayoḥ śarair mahārāja saṃpatadbhiḥ samantataḥ ||
babhūva tava sainyānāṃ saṃkṣobhaḥ sāgaropamaḥ ||
bhīmacāpacyutair bāṇais tava sainyam ariṃdama ||
avadhyata camūmadhye ghorair āśīviṣopamaiḥ ||
vāraṇaiḥ patitai rājan vājibhiś ca naraiḥ saha ||
adṛśyata mahī kīrṇā vātanunnair drumair iva ||
By the arrows of those two, O great king, flying in from every side, there arose among your armies a turmoil like the ocean. By arrows loosed from Bhima's bow, terrible, like venomous vipers, your army, O tamer of foes, was being destroyed in the midst of the host. With fallen elephants, O king, and with horses, together with men, the earth appeared strewn, as if by trees felled by the wind.
5492dcd01a72 · 发布于 2026年7月19日 16:25:13 UTC
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The clash of two chiefs shakes the whole army, as a storm shakes the ocean: the feud of the mighty drowns the uninvolved. It is telling that the fallen -- elephants, horses, and men -- lie jumbled together like a felled forest: war levels all in a common ruin. The verse teaches that a quarrel begun by the few reaps a harvest among the many; behind the duel of celebrated heroes stands a nameless field of the dead, toppled like trees before the wind.