O sire, after taken up another excellent bow, that great bowman who was now steedless and carless and whose standard and charioteer into minute pieces by numerous arrows. At this, the people sent forth a loud roar.
हताश्वो विरथश्चैव छिन्नकेतुश्च मारिष। धन्वी धनुर्वरं गृह्य रथाद् भूमावतिष्ठत॥