A History of Indian Literature v1.c8.s2.213

v1.c8.s2.213

The bow brings grief and sorrow to the foeman : armed with the bow may we subdue all regions.
Close to his ear, as fain to speak, she presses, holding her well-loved friend in her embraces.
Strained on the bow, she whispers like a woman—this bow-string that preserves us in the combat.” [^1) ]