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Nārāyaṇāstra-parva (nara-nārāyaṇa-rudra-māhātmyam) (The Glory of Nara, Nārāyaṇa, and Rudra)7.172.20–22
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摩诃婆罗多 · 7.172.20–22
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शरतेजो ऽभिसंतप्ता नागा भूमिशयास् तथा ॥
निःश्वसन्तः समुत्पेतुस् तेजो घोरं मुमुक्षवः ॥
जलजानि च सत्त्वानि दह्यमानानि भारत ॥
न शान्तिम् उपजग्मुर् हि तप्यमानैर् जलाशयैः ॥
दिशः खं प्रदिशश् चैव भुवं च शरवृष्टयः ॥
उच्चावचा निपेतुर् वै गरुडानिलरंहसः ॥

转写 (IAST)

śaratejo 'bhisaṃtaptā nāgā bhūmiśayās tathā ||
niḥśvasantaḥ samutpetus tejo ghoraṃ mumukṣavaḥ ||
jalajāni ca sattvāni dahyamānāni bhārata ||
na śāntim upajagmur hi tapyamānair jalāśayaiḥ ||
diśaḥ khaṃ pradiśaś caiva bhuvaṃ ca śaravṛṣṭayaḥ ||
uccāvacā nipetur vai garuḍānilaraṃhasaḥ ||

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शरतेजः अभिसंतप्ताःśaratejaḥ abhisaṃtaptāḥscorched by the fire of the arrows; burned by the fire of the arrows
नागाः भूमिशयाः तथाnāgāḥ bhūmiśayāḥ tathāserpents lying in the earth; serpents lying within the earth
निःश्वसन्तः समुत्पेतुःniḥśvasantaḥ samutpetuḥhissing, sprang up; hissing, leapt up
तेजः घोरम् मुमुक्षवःtejaḥ ghoram mumukṣavaḥwishing to release their dread venom [heat]; wishing to spew forth their dread venom
जलजानि च सत्त्वानिjalajāni ca sattvāniand the creatures of the waters; and the creatures of the waters
दह्यमानानि भारतdahyamānāni bhāratabeing burned, O Bharata; being scorched, O Bharata
न शान्तिम् उपजग्मुः हिna śāntim upajagmuḥ hifound no peace; found no peace
तप्यमानैः जलाशयैःtapyamānaiḥ jalāśayaiḥwith their pools growing scorching hot; with their waters growing scorching hot
दिशः खम् प्रदिशः च एवdiśaḥ kham pradiśaḥ ca evathe directions, the sky, and the intermediate points; the quarters, the sky, and the intermediate points
भुवम् च शरवृष्टयःbhuvam ca śaravṛṣṭayaḥand the earth -- showers of arrows; and the earth -- showers of arrows
उच्चावचाः निपेतुः वैuccāvacāḥ nipetuḥ vaihigh and low, poured down; high and low, rained down
गरुडानिलरंहसःgaruḍānilaraṃhasaḥwith the speed of Garuda and of the wind; with the swiftness of Garuda and of the wind
译文

Scorched by the fire of the arrows, serpents lying in the earth sprang up hissing, wishing to spew forth their dread venom [heat]. And the creatures of the waters, being scorched, O Bharata, found no peace, their very pools growing scorching hot. The quarters, the sky, the intermediate directions, and the earth -- showers of arrows, high and low, rained down with the speed of Garuda and of the wind.

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