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darkness of the dust.
darkness of the dust.
56. Even like the fancied side-glances of the
amourous Goddess of fight, the sharp-pointed arrows
let fly against one another by bow-men fell to the
ground.
ground.
57. The blood-stained sword-blades waving in the
hands of heroic warriors appeared like the lolling tongue
hands of heroic warriors appeared like the lolling tongue
of Yama eager to make a meal of them.
58. In the countless rivers of blood which began
to flow on all sides, the faces of soldiers cut off by the
bhalla arrow looked like lotuses.
bhalla arrow looked like lotuses.
59. The arms of kings severed by swords
resembled the trunks of elephants but were mistaken
for snakes by the eagles that snatched them away.
resembled the trunks of elephants but were mistaken
for snakes by the eagles that snatched them away.
60. The blood flowing from human trunks was
very much liked by the Rākṣas
themselves on the trunks of elephants as if on tops of
places.
places.
61. Brave fighters sent to (everlasting) sleep by
enemy arrows on the protrusion of their elephants,
soon woke up on the pot-like breasts of divine damsels.
62. Then the army of the Tamil king routed by
the mighty forces of Kampaṇa took to flight.
63. Some men fleeing in great disorder let fall
their weapons in great terror and swore they would
their weapons in great terror and swore they would
never fight again.
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