With his horses white as the pigeons and endued with the effulgence of the sun or the moon the son of Prishata, with bow in hand, shone like Death himself in body.
पारावतसवर्णाश्वश्चन्द्रादित्यसमद्युतिः। पार्षतः प्रबभौ धन्वी कालो विग्रहवानिव॥