Today, beholding Karna slain, let the wrathful son of Dhritarashtra, O Krishna, know me to be the foremost of all bowmen in battle.  Today, I will make king Dhritarashtra, with his sons and grandsons and counsellors and servants, shelterless.  Today, cranes and other carnivorous birds will, O Keshava, sport over the limbs of Karna cut off into pieces with my shafts.  Today, O slayer of Madhu, I will cut off in battle the head of Radha’s son Karna, in the very sight of all the bowmen.  Today, O slayer of Madhu, I will cut off in battle the limbs of Radha’s son of wicked soul with keen vipathas and razor-faced arrows.  Today, the heroic king Yudhishthira will cast off a great pain and a great sorrow cherished long in his heart.  Today, O Keshava, slaying the son of Radha, with all his kinsmen, I will gladden king Yudhishthira, the son of Dharma.  Today, I will slay the cheerless followers of Karna in battle, with shafts resembling the blazing fire or the poison of the snake.  Today, with my straight shafts equipped with vulturine feathers, I will, O Govinda, cause the earth to be strewn with (the bodies of) kings cased in golden armour.  Today, O slayer of Madhu, I will, with keen shafts, crush the bodies and cut off the heads of all the foes of Abhimanyu.  Today, I will bestow the earth, divested of Dhartarashtras on my brother, or, perhaps, thou, O Keshava, wilt walk over the earth divested of Arjuna!  Today, O Krishna, I will free myself from the debt I owe to all bowmen, to my own wrath, to the Kurus, to my shafts, and to gandiva.  Today, I will be freed from the grief that I have cherished for thirteen years, O Krishna, by slaying Karna in battle like Maghavat slaying Samvara.  Today, after I have slain Karna in battle, let the mighty car-warriors of the Somakas, who are desirous of accomplishing the task of their allies, regard their task as accomplished.  I do not know what will be the measure, O Madhava, of the joy of Sini’s grandson today after I shall have slain Karna and won the victory.  Today, I will slay Karna in battle as also his son, that mighty car-warrior, and give joy to Bhima and the twins and Satyaki.  Today, slaying Karna in dreadful battle, I will pay off my debt, O Madhava, to the Pancalas with Dhrishtadyumna and Shikhandi!  Today let all behold the wrathful Dhananjaya fight with the Kauravas in battle and slay the Suta’s son.  Once more there is none equal to me in the world.  In prowess also, who is there that resembles me?  What other man is there that is equal to me in forgiveness?  In wrath also, there is no one that is equal to me.  Armed with the bow and aided by the prowess of my arms, I can vanquish the Asuras and the gods and all creatures united together.  Know that my prowess is higher than the highest.  Alone assailing all the Kurus and the Bahlikas with the fire of my shafts issuing from Gandiva, I will, putting forth my might, burn them with their followers like a fire in the midst of a heap of dry grass at the close of winter.