Verse 17

अस्माकमिभगण्डेषु दानदाहविभूतयः ।लसन्ति मरुखण्डेषु संशुष्केष्विव धूलयः

In plain words

On the temples of our own elephants, the spent, dried glory of that must now glimmers, only like dust in a parched desert waste.