O king, when they are became perfectly still, Dhrishtadyumna, possessing a voice like that of kettle-drums or clouds, taking hold of his sister's arm, stood in the midst of the assembly and spoke these sweet words of excellent import with a voice as that of the clouds.
निःशब्दे तु कृते तस्मिन् धृष्टद्युम्नो विशाम्पते। कृष्णामादाय विधिवन्मेघदुन्दुभिनिःस्वनः॥ मे समेताः। रङ्गमध्ये गतस्तत्र मेघगम्भीरया गिरा। वाक्यमुच्चैर्जगादेदं श्लक्ष्णमर्थवदुत्तमम्॥