Verse 41

⁴¹Then, coming to his own camp, he whose charioteer and friend was Govinda gave him over to his dear one, who was grieving for her sons killed. ⁴²Seeing him brought like a beast, bound with rope, his face down, disgraced by what he had done, Draupadi, of gentle nature, looked upon the teacher's son so ill-used and bowed to him out of pity. ⁴³And that true woman, not bearing his being brought there in bonds, said: let him go, let him go; this is a brahmana, and altogether our teacher. ⁴⁴The science of the bow with its secret, with its loosing and its withdrawal, and the whole company of weapons, were learned by you through the favour of this man's father.

⁴⁵The revered Drona himself lives on in the form of his offspring; and half of that self, his wife Krpi, did not follow him, having borne a son. ⁴⁶So, knower of dharma, greatly favoured one, a line worthy of honour, worthy of salutation again and again, does not deserve to come to grief through you. ⁴⁷Let his mother not weep, Gautami, whose god is her husband, as I, whose children are dead, weep in my pain again and again with a face of tears. ⁴⁸When the brahmana line is angered by kings who have not mastered themselves, it swiftly burns that line and all that hangs on it, stricken with sorrow.