Meseems my sons are lamenting, beholding the steeds, the chariots, the elephants and thousands of heroic soldiers flying away in haste from the field of battle.
व्यश्वनागरथान् दृष्ट्वा तत्र वीरान् सहस्रशः। धावमानान् रणे व्यग्रान् मन्ये शोचन्ति पुत्रकाः॥