Look at that sorrow-stricken lady, fallen upon the Earth, with disheveled hair and face Juser hanging down. Alas, she serves sorrowfully her lifeless husband, that best of all holders of weapons, lying on the ground.
तां पश्य रुदतीमार्ता मुक्तकेशीमधोमुखीम्। हतं पतिमुपासन्ती द्रोणं शस्त्रभृतां वरम्॥