Maha-Bharata Epic of the Bharatas

Posted by admin_akashic on Oct 20th, 2022 in Civilization

Not to part until a chieftain by the other chief was slain,
Arjun dead or lifeless Karna pressed the Kuru-kshetra plain!

Long they strove, but neither archer could his gallant foeman beat,
Though like surging ocean billows did the angry warriors meet,

Arjun’s arrows fell on Karna like the summer’s angry flood,
Karna’s shafts like hissing serpents drank the valiant Arjun’s blood,

Fierce and quick from his Gandiva angry accents Arjun woke,
Till the bow-string strained and heated was by sudden impulse broke!

“Hold,” cried Arjun to his rival, “mind the honoured rules of war,
Warriors strike not helpless foemen thus disabled on the car,

Hold, brave Karna, until Arjun mends his over-strainéd bow,
Arjun then will crave for mercy nor from god nor mortal foe!”

Vain he spake, for wild with anger heedless Karna fiercely lowered,
Thick and fast on bowless Arjun countless arrows darkly showered,

Like the cobra dark and hissing Karna’s gleaming lightning dart,
Struck the helpless archer Arjun on his broad and bleeding heart!

Furious like a wounded tiger quivering in the darksome wood,
With his mended warlike weapon now the angry Arjun stood,

Blazing with a mighty radiance like a flame in summer night,
Fierce he fell on archer Karna with his more than mortal might!

Little recked the dauntless Karna if his foe in anger rose,
Karna feared not face of mortal, dreaded not immortal foes,

Nor with all his wrath and valour Arjun conquered him in war,
Till within the soft earth sinking stuck the wheel of Karna’s car!

[341] Stood unmoved the tilted chariot, vainly wrathful Salya strove,
Urging still the struggling coursers Karna’s heavy car to move,

Vainly too the gallant Karna leaped upon the humid soil,
Sought to lift the sunken axle with a hard unwonted toil,

“Hold,” he cried to noble Arjun, “wage no false and impious war
On a foeman, helpless, carless, – thou upon thy lofty car.”

Loudly laughed the helméd Arjun, answer nor rejoinder gave,
Unto Karna pleading virtue Krishna answered calm and grave;

“Didst thou seek the path of virtue, mighty Karna, archer bold,
When Sakuni robbed Yudhishthir of his empire and his gold,

Didst thou tread the path of honour on Yudhishthir’s fatal fall,
Heaping insults on Draupadi in Hastina’s council hall?

Didst thou then fulfil thy duty when, Yudhishthir’s exile crost,
Krishna asked in right and justice for Yudhishthir’s empire lost,

Didst thou fight a holy battle when with six marauders skilled,
Karna hunted Abhimanyu and the youthful hero killed?

Speak not then of rules of honour, blackened in your sins you die,
Death is come in shape of Arjun, Karna’s fatal hour is nigh!”

Stung to fury and to madness, faint but frantic Karna fought,
Reckless ruthless and relentless, valiant Arjun’s life he sought,

Sent his last resistless arrow on his foeman’s mighty chest,
Arjun felt a shock of thunder on his broad and mailéd breast!

Fainting fell the bleeding Arjun, darkness dimmed his manly eye,
Pale and breathless watched his warriors, anxious watched the gods in sky,

Then it passed, and helméd Arjun rose like newly lighted fire,
Abhimanyu’s sad remembrance kindled fresh a father’s ire!

[342] And he drew his bow Gandiva, aimed his dart with stifled breath,
Vengeance for his murdered hero winged the fatal dart of death,

Like the fiery bolt of lightning Arjun’s lurid arrow sped,
Like a rock by thunder riven Karna fell among the dead!

III. Fall of Salya

Darkly closed the shades of midnight, Karna still and lifeless lay,
Ghast and pale o’er slaughtered thousands fell the morning’s sickly ray,

Bowman brave and proud preceptor Kripa to Duryodhan said,
Tear bedimmed the warrior’s eyelids and his manly bosom bled:

“Leaderless are Kuru’s forces by a dire misfortune crost,
Like the moonless shades of midnight in their utter darkness lost,

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