When I saw that foremost of men, viz., our grandfather, assailed by Shikhandin and trembling and reeling in consequence of Partha's arrows that resembled thunder-bolts in power, when I saw his tall form cut all over with blazing arrows and himself become weak like an aged lion, my heart was greatly pained.
यदा ह्येनं विघूर्णन्तमपश्यं पार्थसायकैः। कम्पमानं यथा वड्रैः प्रेक्ष्यमाणं शिखण्डिना॥ जीर्णसिंहमिव प्रांशुं नरसिंह पितामहम्। कीर्यमाणं शरैर्दृष्ट्वा भृशं मे व्यथितं मनः॥