Tomorrow you shall hear that the head of the Sindhu ruler has been severed from his trunk in battle, to roll on the precincts of the Samantapanchaka. Dismiss your grief and do not weep.
श्वः शिरः श्रोष्यसे तस्य सैन्धवस्य रणे हृतम्। समन्तपञ्चकाद् बाह्यं विशोका भव मा रुंदः॥