Bring me one of those beautiful but poisonous arrows that are kept with you, so that pierced by it, Vamadeva may lie prostrate on the ground in pain and be torn by the dogs.
एकं हि मे सायकं चित्ररूपं दिग्धं विषेणाहर संगृहीतम्। येन विद्धो वामदेवः शयीत संदश्यमानः श्वभिरार्तरूपः॥