TEXT 15

TEXT 15

tām anvadhāvat tad vainyaḥ
kupito ’tyaruṇekṣaṇaḥ
śaraṁ dhanuṣi sandhāya
yatra yatra palāyate

Перевод

Seeing this, Mahārāja Pṛthu became very angry, and his eyes became as red as the early-morning sun. Placing an arrow on his bow, he chased the cow-shaped earth wherever she would run.