कडूंत्या निभृतैदोंर्भिर्युयुत्सुर्दिग्गजानहम् ॥ पुराण्याचूर्णयन्नद्रीन्भीतास्तेपि प्रदुद्रुवुः॥७॥
When my hands itch for war I desire to fight the elephants of the quarters. By hitting the cities and mountains I reduced them to powder. Being frightened they fled away.
english translation
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