Then your troops surrounded the fallen hero, who then looked like an extinguished fire that had consumed a whole forest during the summer season; or like a tempest with its fury subsided after it has broken down numerous tree-tops; or like the setting sun that had scorched the Bharata army with its rays; or like the moon devoured up by the Rahu; or like the ocean with its waters dried up. Then the mighty car-warriors of your army beholding Abhimanyu whose countenance wore the splendour of the full moon and whose eyes were black like the wings of the raven, lie prostrate on the naked earth, uttered repeated lion-like roars being filled with great delight.
तं तथा पतितं शूरं तावकाः पर्यवारयन्। दावं दग्ध्वा यथा शान्तं पावकं शिशिरात्यये॥ विमृद्य नागशृङ्गाणि संनिवृत्तमिवानिलम्। अस्तंगतमिवादित्यं तप्त्वा भारतवाहिनीम्॥ उपप्लुतं यथा सोमं संशुष्कमिव सागरम्। पूर्णचन्द्राभवदनं काकपक्षवृताक्षिकम्॥ तं भूमौ पतितं दृष्टवा तावकास्ते महारथाः। मुदा परमया युक्ताश्चक्रुशुः सिंहवन्मुहुः॥