Great showers of flowers fell on the earth; and the clouds spreading out covered every place with a shade. Passing the forest-paths at the foot of the great mountain Arjuna shone in his own effulgence by dwelling on the breast of the Himalayas.
पुष्पवर्षं च सुमहन्निपपात महीतले। मेघजालं च विततं छादयामास सर्वतः॥ सोऽतीत्य वनदुर्गाणि संनिकर्षे महागिरेः। शुशुभे हिमवत्पृष्ठे वसमानोऽर्जुनस्तदा॥