Verse 7

⁷By taking refuge in whom the splendour of the kings who had come to Drupada's house, mad with desire at the head of the bride's choosing, was carried off by me indeed; and the fish was struck down with the bow made ready, and Draupadi won. ⁸In whose nearness I gave the Khandava to fire, and beat Indra with his company of gods by sheer speed; and the hall was got, of Maya's wonderful craft and illusion, and the kings brought tribute from all quarters to your sacrifice. ⁹By whose splendour your noble younger brother, whose strength and valour are those of ten thousand elephants, struck down for the sacrifice's sake the one whose feet rested on the heads of kings; by which the kings brought there for the sacrifice to the lord of ghosts were freed, and carried tribute to your sacrifice.

¹⁰The lovely braid of your wife, praised at her great anointing appointed for the sacrifice, was touched by cheats in the assembly, and scattered; and she fell at his feet with a face of tears — by whom the women of those men were made widows, their hair loosed and their husbands killed. ¹¹Who guarded us, coming to the forest, from the hard trouble the enemy set going through Durvasas, who eats at the head of ten thousand; by whose taking what was left of the pot-herbs the company, sunk in the water, felt the three worlds fed. ¹²By whose splendour the revered one with the trident in his hand was astonished in battle, and with the mountain's daughter gave me his own weapon; and others too, and in this very body I reached the hall of great Indra and half of the high seat.

¹³There too, as I stayed, the gods with Indra took refuge in this pair of arms of mine, marked by the Gandiva, for the killing of their enemies; and by whose power it was so, Ajamidha — by that Person, the vast one, I am robbed today. ¹⁴Whose kinsman I was when alone with my chariot I crossed the shoreless sea of the Kuru host, whose creatures could not be crossed; and much wealth of the enemy was brought back by me, and the jewel that is the seat of their splendour taken from their heads. ¹⁵Who, going before me, mighty one, in the armies of Bhisma and Karna and the teacher and Salya, adorned with the wheeling chariots of many chief kshatriyas, took with a look the lives and minds and force and strength of the leaders of chariot troops.

¹⁶In whose arms I was placed, the weapons of unfailing greatness aimed at me by the teacher and Bhisma and Karna, by Bhurisravas and the Trigartas, by Salya and the Saindhava and Bahlika and the rest, did not so much as touch me, as the weapons of the demons did not touch the servant of the man-lion. ¹⁷The Lord who gives himself, whose lotus feet the fortunate serve for the ending of becoming, was chosen by me in my folly for a charioteer; and when my horses were spent and I stood on the ground, the enemy in their chariots did not strike at me, their minds thrown off by his power.