एवमादीनि वाक्यानि क्रूराणि परुषाणि च ॥
श्रावितः सात्यकिः श्रीमान् आकम्पित इवाभवत् ॥
तच् छ्रुत्वा क्रोधताम्राक्षः सात्यकिस् त्व् आददे गदाम् ॥
विनिःश्वस्य यथा सर्पः प्रणिधाय रथे धनुः ॥
ततो ऽभिपत्य पाञ्चाल्यं संरम्भेणेदम् अब्रवीत् ॥
न त्वां वक्ष्यामि परुषं हनिष्ये त्वां वधक्षमम् ॥
evamādīni vākyāni krūrāṇi paruṣāṇi ca ||
śrāvitaḥ sātyakiḥ śrīmān ākampita ivābhavat ||
tac chrutvā krodhatāmrākṣaḥ sātyakis tv ādade gadām ||
viniḥśvasya yathā sarpaḥ praṇidhāya rathe dhanuḥ ||
tato 'bhipatya pāñcālyaṃ saṃrambheṇedam abravīt ||
na tvāṃ vakṣyāmi paruṣaṃ haniṣye tvāṃ vadhakṣamam ||
Assailed by such and similar words, cruel and harsh, Satyaki the glorious seemed to tremble. Hearing this, with eyes red from anger, Satyaki seized his mace, sighing like a serpent, laying his bow aside on the chariot. Then, charging at the Panchalya, he said this in fury: "I will not speak harshly to you -- I will slay you, deserving death."
bc8347e36c78 · 发布于 2026年7月19日 17:08:17 UTC
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Arguments are exhausted -- Satyaki seizes his mace: where words fail, weapons come into play. What stands out is "I will not be rude -- I will kill you": wrath passes from insult to bloodshed among allies. The verse teaches that unquenched anger inevitably seeks an outlet in action; and a quarrel not extinguished in time ripens into fratricide -- where comrades stand ready to kill one another, only their common enemy triumphs.