With streams of blood their limbs were wet,
Each grasping his opponent's waist.
Thus with their branches interlaced,
Which, crimson with the flowers of spring,
From side to side the breezes swing,
In furious wrestle you may see
The Kinśuk and the Seemal tree.[948]
They fought with fists and hands, alike
Prepared to parry and to strike.
Long time the doubtful combat, waged