Maha-Bharata Epic of the Bharatas

Posted by admin_akashic on Oct 20th, 2022 in Civilization

Drona still with matchless prowess strove to keep his plighted word,
Sought to take Yudhishthir captive to Duryodhan, Kuru’s lord,

Vainly then the twin-born brothers came to cross the conqueror’s path,
Matsya’s lord, Panchala’s monarch, vainly faced him in his wrath,

Rank to rank the cry resounded circling o’er the battle-field,
“Drona takes Yudhishthir captive with his bow and sword and shield!”

Arjun heard the dreadful message and in haste and fury came,
Strove to save his king and elder and redeem his loyal fame,

Speeding with his milk-white coursers dashed into the thick of war,
Blew his shrill and dreaded sankha, drove his sounding battle-car,

Fiercer, darker grew the battle, when above the reddened plain,
Evening drew her peaceful mantle o’er the living and the slain!

II. Standards of the Pandavs

[318] Morning came; still round Yudhishthir Drona led the gathering war,
Arjun fought the Sam-saptakas in a battle-field afar,

But the prince of fair Panchala marked his father’s ancient foe,
And against the doughty Drona, Dhrishta-dyumna bent his bow!

But as darksome cloudy masses angry gusts of storm divide,
Through the scattered fainting foemen Drona drove his car in pride,

Steeds went down and riven chariots, young Panchala turned and fled,
Onward drove resistless Drona o’er the dying and the dead!

One more prince of fair Panchala ’gainst the mighty Drona came,
Ancient feud ran in the red blood of Panchala’s chiefs of fame,

Fated youth! with reckless valour still he fought his father’s foe,
Fought and fell; relentless Drona laid the brave Satyajit low!

Surging still like ocean’s billows other Pandav warriors came,
To protect their virtuous monarch and redeem their ancient fame,

Came in various battle-chariots drawn by steeds of every hue,
Various were the chieftains’ standards which the warring nations knew!

Bhima drove his stalwart horses tinted like the dappled deer,
Grey and pigeon-coloured coursers bore Panchala’s prince and peer,

Horses bred in famed Kamboja, dark and grey of deepest hue,
Brave Nakula’s sumptuous chariot in the deathful battle drew,

Piebald horses trained to battle did young Sahadeva rein,
Ivory-white Yudhishthir’s coursers with their flowing ebon mane,

And by him with gold umbrella valiant monarch Drupad came,
Horses of a bright bay-colour carried Matsya’s king of fame.

[319] Varied as their various coursers gallantly their standards rose,
With their wondrous strange devices, terror of their arméd foes,

Water-jar on tawny deerskin, such was Drona’s sign of war, –
Drona as a tender infant rested in a water-jar,

Golden moon with stars surrounding was Yudhishthir’s sign of yore,
Silver lion was the standard tiger-waisted Bhima bore,

Brave Nakula’s sign was red deer with its back of burnished gold,
Silver swan with bells resounding Sahadeva’s onset told,

Golden peacock rich-emblazoned was young Abhimanyu’s joy,
Vulture shone on Ghatotkacha, Bhima’s proud and gallant boy.

Now Duryodhan marked the foemen heaving like the rising tide,
And he faced the wrathful Bhima towering in his tameless pride,

Short the war; for proud Duryodhan wounded from the battle fled,
And his warriors from fair Anga rested with the countless dead!

Wild with anger Bhagadatta, monarch of the farthest East,
With his still unconquered forces on the valiant Bhima pressed,

Came from far the wrathful Arjun and the battle’s front he sought,
Where by eastern foes surrounded still the stalwart Bhima fought!

Fated monarch from the mighty Brahma-putra’s sounding shore,
Land of rising sun will hail him and his noble peers no more,

For his tusker pierced by arrows trumpeted his dying wail,
Like a red and flaming meteor gallant Bhagadatta fell!

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