These shafts, polished by the black-smith, looked on the face of Dhristadyumna like so many black bees on a full blown lily desirous of sucking the sweet honey.
तस्य तेऽशोभयन् वक्त्रं कर्मारपरिमार्जिताः॥ प्रफुल्लं पङ्कजं यद्वद् भ्रमरा मधुर्लिप्सवः।