Dhristadyumna began to send up loud warcries whirling his sword all the while in the air. son With his hoary locks flowing down his ears, of a dark complexion that old man of eighty-five years.
सिंहनादरवं चक्रे भ्रामयन् खङ्गमाहवे। आकर्णपलितः श्यामो वयसाशीतिपञ्चकः॥