Grasping a every tough bow of which the twang resembled the rumble of the clouds, that hero speedily poured down a shower of arrows, shrouding the sun itself.
प्रगृह्य बलवद् वीरो धनुर्जलदनिःस्वनम्। अभ्यवर्षच्छरैस्तूर्ण छादयानो दिवाकरम्॥