सौवर्णं सत्यसंधस्य ध्वजम् अक्लिष्टकर्मणः ॥
अपश्यन् युधि भीष्मस्य कथम् आशंससे जयम् ॥
मध्ये महारथानां च यत्राहन्यत सैन्धवः ॥
हतो भूरिश्रवाश् चैव किं शेषं तत्र मन्यसे ॥
कृप एव च दुर्धर्षो यदि जीवति पार्थिव ॥
यो नागात् सिन्धुराजस्य वर्त्म तं पूजयाम्य् अहम् ॥
sauvarṇaṃ satyasaṃdhasya dhvajam akliṣṭakarmaṇaḥ ||
apaśyan yudhi bhīṣmasya katham āśaṃsase jayam ||
madhye mahārathānāṃ ca yatrāhanyata saindhavaḥ ||
hato bhūriśravāś caiva kiṃ śeṣaṃ tatra manyase ||
kṛpa eva ca durdharṣo yadi jīvati pārthiva ||
yo nāgāt sindhurājasya vartma taṃ pūjayāmy aham ||
"Having failed to protect in battle the golden standard of Bhishma, true to his vow, untiring in his deeds — how do you hope for victory? And among the great chariot-warriors, where Saindhava was slain, and Bhurishravas too was slain, on what else are you there hoping? Kripa indeed, unassailable, if he is alive, sovereign — he who did not go [the way] of the Sindhu king to ruin — him I honor."
52d0e8cdddae · 发布于 2026年7月19日 16:31:38 UTC
可用语言RUEN用方向键翻颂
Drona weighs things soberly: Bhishma, Jayadratha, Bhurishravas have fallen — what else is there to hope for? It is telling that he "honors" the surviving Kripa: in an hour of universal loss, the mere survival of a valiant man becomes a rare comfort. The verse teaches that a sober reckoning of losses is more bitter than any reproach; and the wise man is not deceived, counting the fallen, yet does not lose respect for those still living, seeing in their survival a mercy amid ruin.