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ते प्रतिज्ञाप्रतीघातम् इच्छन्तः सव्यसाचिनः ॥
सहितास् तावकास् तूर्णम् अभिपेतुर् धनंजयम् ॥
अथार्जुनः सर्वतोधारम् अस्त्रं; प्रादुश्चक्रे त्रासयन् धार्तराष्ट्रान् ॥
तं प्रत्युदीयुः कुरवः पाण्डुसूनुं; रथैर् महार्हैः शरवर्षाण्य् अवर्षन् ॥
ततस् तु तस्मिंस् तुमुले समुत्थिते; सुदारुणे भारत मोहनीये ॥
नामुह्यत प्राप्य स राजपुत्रः; किरीटमाली विसृजन् पृषत्कान् ॥
राज्यप्रेप्सुः सव्यसाची कुरूणां; स्मरन् क्लेशान् द्वादशवर्षवृत्तान् ॥
गाण्डीवमुक्तैर् इषुभिर् महात्मा; सर्वा दिशो व्यावृणोद् अप्रमेयैः ॥
te pratijñāpratīghātam icchantaḥ savyasācinaḥ ||
sahitās tāvakās tūrṇam abhipetur dhanaṃjayam ||
athārjunaḥ sarvatodhāram astraṃ; prāduścakre trāsayan dhārtarāṣṭrān ||
taṃ pratyudīyuḥ kuravaḥ pāṇḍusūnuṃ; rathair mahārhaiḥ śaravarṣāṇy avarṣan ||
tatas tu tasmiṃs tumule samutthite; sudāruṇe bhārata mohanīye ||
nāmuhyata prāpya sa rājaputraḥ; kirīṭamālī visṛjan pṛṣatkān ||
rājyaprepsuḥ savyasācī kurūṇāṃ; smaran kleśān dvādaśavarṣavṛttān ||
gāṇḍīvamuktair iṣubhir mahātmā; sarvā diśo vyāvṛṇod aprameyaiḥ ||
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Wishing to frustrate the vow of Savyasachin, your [warriors], acting together, swiftly rushed upon Dhananjaya. Then Arjuna displayed the all-cleaving weapon [sarvatodhara], terrifying the Dhartarashtras; the Kurus advanced against him, the son of Pandu, pouring down showers of arrows from their precious chariots. Then, when that most terrible and bewildering tumult arose, O Bharata, that prince, the Diademed One, did not falter though struck by it, loosing his arrows. Savyasachin, desiring the kingdom, remembering the sufferings that had lasted twelve years, great of soul, covered all directions with countless arrows from the Gandiva.
70626c46e97c · 发布于 2026年7月19日 16:25:13 UTC
可用语言RUEN用方向键翻颂
Arjuna's onslaught now draws its strength from the memory of twelve years of exile's suffering: an old wrong turns into present power. It is significant that 'na amuhyata' — he did not falter in the bewildering whirl of battle: clarity of spirit holds firm amid confusion. The verse teaches that suffering endured, not forgotten, in its hour becomes steadiness of hand; and one who remembers what he fights for does not lose himself even in war's most bewildering storm.