No longer seeing him who by his energy first burnt all hostile troops whom I afterwards killed with arrows shot off Gandiva, I am filled with grief and my head swims, O best of men! Penetrated with cheerlessness and despair, I cannot get peace of mind.
शरैर्गाण्डीवनिर्मुक्तैरहं पश्चाच्च नाशयम्। तमपश्यन् विषीदामि घूर्णामीव च सत्तम॥