TEXT 21
taṁ vīkṣya duḥsaha-javaṁ
raṇat-kāñcana-nūpuram
vaijayantyā srajā juṣṭam
aṁsa-nyasta-mahā-gadam
raṇat-kāñcana-nūpuram
vaijayantyā srajā juṣṭam
aṁsa-nyasta-mahā-gadam
Перевод
Hiraṇyākṣa’s temper was difficult to control. He had anklets of gold tinkling about his feet, he was adorned with a gigantic garland, and he rested his huge mace on one of his shoulders.