Impelled by the desire of slaying Drona, he grasped a victory-giving and strong bow, of which the twang resembled the rumble of clouds, of which the string was very tough and which was irrifragible and of celestial make. He then fixed on the bow-string a formidable arrow resembling a snake of virulent poison and endued with the effulgence of fire. That arrow resembled a fire of fierce tongues, while inside the circle of his bow appeared like the autumnal sun of great splendour within an effulgent circle.
स धनुर्जेत्रमादाय घोरं जलदनिःस्वनम्। दृढज्यमजरं दिव्यं शरं चाशीविषोपमम्॥ संदधे कार्मुके तस्मिंस्ततस्तमनलोपमम्। द्रोणं जिघांसुः पाञ्चाल्यो महाज्वालमिवम्लम्॥ तस्य रूपं शरस्यासीद् धनुर्ध्यामण्डलान्तरे। द्योततो भास्करस्येव धनान्ते परिवेषिणः॥