Prakarana 9

Verse 156 (दोहा/सोरठा)

सुनि दसकंठ रिसान अति तेहिं मन कीन्ह बिचार। राम दूत कर मरौं बरु यह खल रत मल भार।।56।।

suni dasakaṇṭha risāna ati tehiṃ mana kīnha bicāra | rāma dūta kari marauṃ baru yaha khala rata mala bhāra ||56||

ଏହା ଶୁଣି, ଦଶଗ୍ରୀବ ରାବଣ ଅତ୍ୟନ୍ତ କ୍ରୋଧିତ ହୋଇ ମନେ ମନେ ବିଚାର କଲା— “ରାମଙ୍କ ଦୂତକୁ ମାରିଦେବା ଭଲ—ଏହି ନିଚ ଦୁଷ୍ଟ, ରକ୍ତ ଓ ମଳିନତାର ଭାର।”

Verse 157 (चौपाई)

अस कहि चला रचिसि मग माया। सर मंदिर बर बाग बनाया।। मारुतसुत देखा सुभ आश्रम। मुनिहि बूझि जल पियौं जाइ श्रम।। राच्छस कपट बेष तहँ सोहा। मायापति दूतहि चह मोहा।। जाइ पवनसुत नायउ माथा। लाग सो कहै राम गुन गाथा।। होत महा रन रावन रामहिं। जितहहिं राम न संसय या महिं।। इहाँ भएँ मैं देखेउँ भाई। ग्यान दृष्टि बल मोहि अधिकाई।। मागा जल तेहिं दीन्ह कमंडल। कह कपि नहिं अघाउँ थोरें जल।। सर मज्जन करि आतुर आवहु। दिच्छा देउँ ग्यान जेहिं पावहु।।

asa kahi calā racisi maga māyā | sara mandira bara bāga banāyā || mārutasuta dekhā subha āśrama | muni-hi būjhi jala piyauṃ jāi śrama || rācchasa kapaṭa beṣa tahaṃ sohā | māyāpati dūtahi caha mohā || jāi pavanasuta nāyu mathā | lāga so kahai rāma guna gāthā || hota mahā rana rāvana rāmahiṃ | jitahahiṃ rāma na saṃsaya yā mahiṃ || ihāṃ bhaeṃ maiṃ dekheuṃ bhāī | gyāna dṛṣṭi bala mohi adhikāī || māgā jala tehiṃ dīnha kamaṇḍala | kaha kapi nahiṃ aghāuṃ thoreṃ jala || sara majjana kari ātura āvahu | dicchā deuṃ gyāna jehiṃ pāvahu ||

So saying, he went off and by magic contrived a lake, a shrine, and a fair garden along the way. The Wind-god’s son saw the lovely hermitage; asking the ‘sage’, he drank water to relieve his weariness. There a rākṣasa sat in a deceitful ascetic’s dress; the master of illusion sought to bewilder the messenger. Approaching, Hanuman bowed his head, and the fellow began to recite the tale of Rama’s virtues: “A mighty war shall be waged between Ravana and Rama; Rama will surely win—of this there is no doubt. Here I have beheld it, brother; the power of my eye of knowledge is great.” Hanuman asked for water; he gave his water-pot, but the monkey said, “A little water will not satisfy me. Bathe in the lake and come quickly; I will grant you initiation by which you shall attain knowledge.”

Verse 158 (दोहा/सोरठा)

सर पैठत कपि पद गहा मकरीं तब अकुलान। मारी सो धरि दिव्य तनु चली गगन चढ़ि जान।।57।।

sara paiṭhata kapi pada gahā makarīṃ taba akulāna | mārī so dhari divya tanu calī gagana caṛhi jāna ||57||

ବାନରଟି ହ୍ରଦରେ ପାଦ ଦେଉଥିବା ସମୟରେ ଏକ ମକରୀ ତାହାର ପାଦ ଧରିଲା, ସେ ବ୍ୟାକୁଳ ହେଲା। ହନୁମାନ ତାକୁ ଆଘାତ କରି ପତନ କରାଇଲେ; ସେ ଦିବ୍ୟ ରୂପ ଧାରଣ କରି ଆକାଶକୁ ଉଠି ଚାଲିଗଲା।

Verse 159 (चौपाई)

कपि तव दरस भइउँ निष्पापा। मिटा तात मुनिबर कर सापा।। मुनि न होइ यह निसिचर घोरा। मानहु सत्य बचन कपि मोरा।। अस कहि गई अपछरा जबहीं। निसिचर निकट गयउ कपि तबहीं।। कह कपि मुनि गुरदछिना लेहू। पाछें हमहि मंत्र तुम्ह देहू।। सिर लंगूर लपेटि पछारा। निज तनु प्रगटेसि मरती बारा।। राम राम कहि छाड़ेसि प्राना। सुनि मन हरषि चलेउ हनुमाना।। देखा सैल न औषध चीन्हा। सहसा कपि उपारि गिरि लीन्हा।। गहि गिरि निसि नभ धावत भयऊ। अवधपुरी उपर कपि गयऊ।।

kapi tava darasa bhaiuṃ niṣpāpā | miṭā tāta munibara kara sāpā || muni na hoi yaha nisicara ghorā | mānahu satya bacana kapi morā || asa kahi gaī apacharā jabahīṃ | nisicara nikaṭa gayau kapi tabahīṃ || kaha kapi muni gurudachinā lehū | pācheṃ hamahi mantra tumha dehū || sira laṅgūra lapeṭi pachārā | nija tanu pragaṭesi maratī bārā || rāma rāma kahi chāṛesi prānā | suni mana haraṣi caleu hanumānā || dekhā saila na auṣadha cīnhā | sahasā kapi upāri giri līnhā || gahi giri nisi nabha dhāvata bhayū | avadhapurī upara kapi gayū ||

“O Monkey, by thy sight I have become sinless; dear one, the great sage’s curse is removed.” “This is no sage—this is a dreadful rākṣasa; believe my words as true, O Monkey.” So speaking, the apsaras departed; and at once the monkey went near the rākṣasa. Said the monkey, “O sage, accept your teacher’s fee; afterwards grant me the mantra.” Winding his tail about the fellow’s head, he dashed him down; and as he died, the demon revealed his true body. Crying “Rama, Rama!” he gave up his life; hearing it, Hanuman rejoiced and went on. He saw the mountain but could not recognize the herb; instantly the monkey uprooted the whole peak. Grasping the mountain, he sped through the night sky, and went above Ayodhya.

Verse 160 (दोहा/सोरठा)

देखा भरत बिसाल अति निसिचर मन अनुमानि। बिनु फर सायक मारेउ चाप श्रवन लगि तानि।।58।।

dekhā bharata bisāla ati nisicara mana anumāni | binu phara sāyaka māreu cāpa śravana lagi tāni ||58||

ତାଙ୍କୁ ଦେଖି, ମନେ ବିଚାର କରି ଯେ ଏକ ବିଶାଳ ରାକ୍ଷସ ଆସିଛି, ଭରତ ଧନୁଷର ଡୋରିକୁ କାନ ପର୍ଯ୍ୟନ୍ତ ଟାଣି, ମୁଣ୍ଡବିହୀନ ବାଣ ଛାଡ଼ିଲେ।

Verse 161 (चौपाई)

परेउ मुरुछि महि लागत सायक। सुमिरत राम राम रघुनायक।। सुनि प्रिय बचन भरत तब धाए। कपि समीप अति आतुर आए।। बिकल बिलोकि कीस उर लावा। जागत नहिं बहु भाँति जगावा।। मुख मलीन मन भए दुखारी। कहत बचन भरि लोचन बारी।। जेहिं बिधि राम बिमुख मोहि कीन्हा। तेहिं पुनि यह दारुन दुख दीन्हा।। जौं मोरें मन बच अरु काया। प्रीति राम पद कमल अमाया।। तौ कपि होउ बिगत श्रम सूला। जौं मो पर रघुपति अनुकूला।। सुनत बचन उठि बैठ कपीसा। कहि जय जयति कोसलाधीसा।।

pareu muruchi mahi lāgata sāyaka | sumirata rāma rāma raghunāyaka || suni priya bacana bharata taba dhāe | kapi samīpa ati ātura āe || bikala biloki kīsa ura lāvā | jāgata nahiṃ bahu bhā̃ti jagāvā || mukha malīna mana bhae dukhārī | kahata bacana bhari locana bārī || jehiṃ bidhi rāma bimukha mohi kīnhā | tehiṃ puni yaha dāruna dukha dīnhā || jauṃ moreṃ mana baca aru kāyā | prīti rāma pada kamala amāyā || tau kapi hou bigata śrama sūlā | jauṃ mo para raghupati anukūlā || sunata bacana uṭhi baiṭha kapīsā | kahi jaya jayati kosalādhīsā ||

Struck as though by an arrow, he fell senseless upon the ground, still repeating, “Rama, Rama—Lord of the Raghu line!” Hearing these dear words, Bharata ran; in great anxiety he came close to the monkey. Seeing him distraught, he clasped him to his breast; yet Hanuman did not wake though he tried in many ways. Bharata’s face grew pale and his heart was overwhelmed with grief; with tear-filled eyes he spoke: “In whatever manner Rama turned away from me, in that same manner He has again given me this dreadful sorrow. If in my mind, speech, and body there is pure love for Rama’s lotus-feet, then, O monkey, may your weariness and pain be removed—if the Lord of the Raghus is favorable to me.” On hearing this, the lord of monkeys rose and sat up, crying, “Victory, victory to the Lord of Kosala!”

Verse 162 (दोहा/सोरठा)

लीन्ह कपिहि उर लाइ पुलकित तनु लोचन सजल। प्रीति न हृदयँ समाइ सुमिरि राम रघुकुल तिलक।।59।।

līnh kapihi ura lāi pulakita tanu locana sajala | prīti na hṛdayã samāi sumiri rāma raghukula tilaka ||59||

ସେ ବାନରକୁ ବକ୍ଷରେ ଆଲିଙ୍ଗନ କଲେ; ଶରୀର ରୋମାଞ୍ଚିତ ହେଲା, ନୟନ ଅଶ୍ରୁସିକ୍ତ ହେଲା। ରଘୁକୁଳ-ଶିରୋମଣି ଶ୍ରୀରାମଙ୍କୁ ସ୍ମରଣ କରି, ହୃଦୟର ପ୍ରେମ ଆଟକି ରହିଲା ନାହିଁ। (59)

Verse 163 (चौपाई)

तात कुसल कहु सुखनिधान की। सहित अनुज अरु मातु जानकी।। कपि सब चरित समास बखाने। भए दुखी मन महुँ पछिताने।। अहह दैव मैं कत जग जायउँ। प्रभु के एकहु काज न आयउँ।। जानि कुअवसरु मन धरि धीरा। पुनि कपि सन बोले बलबीरा।। तात गहरु होइहि तोहि जाता। काजु नसाइहि होत प्रभाता।। चढ़ु मम सायक सैल समेता। पठवौं तोहि जहँ कृपानिकेता।। सुनि कपि मन उपजा अभिमाना। मोरें भार चलिहि किमि बाना।। राम प्रभाव बिचारि बहोरी। बंदि चरन कह कपि कर जोरी।।

tāta kusala kahu sukhanidhāna kī | sahita anuja aru mātu jānākī || kapi saba carita samāsa bakhāne | bhae dukhī mana mahũ pachatāne || ahah daiva maiṃ kata jaga jāyũ | prabhu ke ekahu kāja na āyũ || jāni kuavasaru mana dhari dhīrā | puni kapi sana bole balabīrā || tāta gaharu hoihi tohi jātā | kāju nasāihi hota prabhātā || caṛhu mama sāyaka sail sametā | paṭhavaũ tohi jahã kṛpāniketā || suni kapi mana upajā abhimānā | moreṃ bhāra calihi kimi bānā || rāma prabhāva bicāri bahorī | bandi carana kaha kapi kara jorī ||

“Dear one, tell me of the welfare of Rama, the treasury of bliss—together with His younger brother and Mother Janaki.” The monkey briefly recounted all that had happened; Bharata grew sorrowful and repented within his heart: “Alas, O fate—why did I come into the world? I have been of no use in even a single task of my Lord.” Recognizing the inopportune moment, he steadied his mind; then the mighty hero said again to the monkey: “Dear one, you will find the journey heavy; the work may be spoiled if dawn breaks. Mount my arrow—yes, with a mountain upon it—and I shall send you to Him who is the very abode of mercy.” Hearing this, pride arose in the monkey’s mind: “How could an arrow move under my weight?” But then, reflecting on Rama’s power, the monkey bowed at Bharata’s feet and spoke with joined hands.

Verse 164 (दोहा/सोरठा)

तव प्रताप उर राखि प्रभु जेहउँ नाथ तुरंत। अस कहि आयसु पाइ पद बंदि चलेउ हनुमंत।।60(क)।। भरत बाहु बल सील गुन प्रभु पद प्रीति अपार। मन महुँ जात सराहत पुनि पुनि पवनकुमार।।60(ख)।।

tava pratāpa ura rākhi prabhu jehaũ nātha turanta | asa kahi āyasu pāi pada bandi caleu hanumanta ||60(ka)|| bharata bāhu bala sīla guna prabhu pada prīti apāra | mana mahũ jāta sarāhata puni puni pavanakumāra ||60(kha)||

“ହେ ପ୍ରଭୁ! ଆପଣଙ୍କ ଯଶକୁ ହୃଦୟରେ ଧାରଣ କରି, ମୁଁ ଏକ୍ଷଣେ ମୋ ସ୍ୱାମୀଙ୍କ ପାଖକୁ ଯିବି।” ଏପରି କହି, ଅନୁମତି ପାଇ, ହନୁମାନ ଭରତଙ୍କ ପାଦରେ ପ୍ରଣାମ କରି ପ୍ରସ୍ଥାନ କଲେ। (60କ) ଯାଉଥିବା ବେଳେ, ପବନପୁତ୍ର ମନେମନେ ପୁନଃପୁନଃ ଭରତଙ୍କ ବାହୁବଳ, ଉଦାର ସ୍ୱଭାବ, ଗୁଣଗଣ ଓ ପ୍ରଭୁଙ୍କ ପାଦପଦ୍ମ ପ୍ରତି ଅସୀମ ପ୍ରେମକୁ ପ୍ରଶଂସା କରୁଥିଲେ। (60ଖ)

Verse 165 (चौपाई)

उहाँ राम लछिमनहिं निहारी। बोले बचन मनुज अनुसारी।। अर्ध राति गइ कपि नहिं आयउ। राम उठाइ अनुज उर लायउ।। सकहु न दुखित देखि मोहि काऊ। बंधु सदा तव मृदुल सुभाऊ।। मम हित लागि तजेहु पितु माता। सहेहु बिपिन हिम आतप बाता।। सो अनुराग कहाँ अब भाई। उठहु न सुनि मम बच बिकलाई।। जौं जनतेउँ बन बंधु बिछोहू। पिता बचन मनतेउँ नहिं ओहू।। सुत बित नारि भवन परिवारा। होहिं जाहिं जग बारहिं बारा।। अस बिचारि जियँ जागहु ताता। मिलइ न जगत सहोदर भ्राता।। जथा पंख बिनु खग अति दीना। मनि बिनु फनि करिबर कर हीना।। अस मम जिवन बंधु बिनु तोही। जौं जड़ दैव जिआवै मोही।। जैहउँ अवध कवन मुहु लाई। नारि हेतु प्रिय भाइ गँवाई।। बरु अपजस सहतेउँ जग माहीं। नारि हानि बिसेष छति नाहीं।। अब अपलोकु सोकु सुत तोरा। सहिहि निठुर कठोर उर मोरा।। निज जननी के एक कुमारा। तात तासु तुम्ह प्रान अधारा।। सौंपेसि मोहि तुम्हहि गहि पानी। सब बिधि सुखद परम हित जानी।। उतरु काह दैहउँ तेहि जाई। उठि किन मोहि सिखावहु भाई।। बहु बिधि सिचत सोच बिमोचन। स्त्रवत सलिल राजिव दल लोचन।। उमा एक अखंड रघुराई। नर गति भगत कृपाल देखाई।।

uhā̃ rāma lachimanahiṃ nihārī | बोले bacana manuja anusārī || ardha rāti gai kapi nahiṃ āyu | rāma uṭhāi anuj ura lāyu || sakahu na dukhita dekhi mohi kāu | bandhu sadā tava mṛdula subhāu || mama hita lāgi tajehu pitu mātā | sahehu bipina him ātapa bātā || so anurāga kahā̃ aba bhāī | uṭhahu na suni mama baca bikalāī || jauṃ janateũ bana bandhu bichohū | pitā bacana manateũ nahiṃ ohū || suta bita nāri bhavana parivārā | hohiṃ jāhiṃ jaga bārahiṃ bārā || asa bicāri jiyã jāgahu tātā | milai na jagata sahodara bhrātā || jathā paṃkha binu khaga ati dīnā | mani binu phani karibara kara hīnā || asa mama jivana bandhu binu tohī | jauṃ jaṛa daiva jiāvai mohī || jaihaũ avadha kavan muhu lāī | nāri hetu priya bhāi gãvāī || baru apajasa sahateũ jaga māhīṃ | nāri hāni biseṣa chati nāhīṃ || aba apaloku soku suta torā | sahihi niṭhura kaṭhora ura morā || nija jananī ke eka kumārā | tāta tāsu tumha prāna adhārā || sauṃpesi mohi tumhahi gahi pānī | saba bidhi sukhada parama hita jānī || utaru kāha daihaũ tehi jāī | uṭhi kina mohi sikhāvahu bhāī || bahu bidhi sicata soca bimocana | stravata salila rājiva dala locana || umā eka akhaṇḍa raghurāī | nara gati bhagata kṛpāla dekhāī ||

There Rama, looking upon Lakshmana, spoke words suited to human tenderness. Half the night had passed and the monkey had not returned; Rama lifted His younger brother and drew him to His breast. “No one can bear to see me in sorrow—such is ever your gentle nature, brother. For my sake you abandoned father and mother; you endured in the forest cold, heat, and wind. Where is that affection now, brother? You do not rise even on hearing my distressed words. Had I known separation from my brother in the forest, I would not have obeyed my father’s command. Son, wealth, wife, house, and family come and go in this world again and again; but, dear one, awaken—think in your heart: a full brother is not found again in the world. As a bird is wretched without wings, as a serpent without its jewel, as an elephant without its trunk— so is my life without you, brother, if dull fate keeps me living. How shall I return to Ayodhya with what face—having lost my beloved brother for a woman’s sake? Better to endure ill-fame in the world; the loss of a woman is no special ruin. But then: other-worldly ruin, grief, and your mother’s bereavement—my hard, cruel heart could not endure it. You are your mother’s only son; dear one, you are the support of her life. She placed you in my hands, believing it in every way a source of happiness and the highest good. What answer shall I give her when I go there? Why do you not rise and instruct me, brother?” In many ways He sprinkled away grief; from His lotus-petal eyes water streamed. O Uma, here the undivided Lord of the Raghus displayed the human path and the compassionate way of a devotee.

Verse 166 (दोहा/सोरठा)

प्रभु प्रलाप सुनि कान बिकल भए बानर निकर। आइ गयउ हनुमान जिमि करुना महँ बीर रस।।61।।

prabhu pralāpa suni kāna bikala bhae bānara nikara | āi gayau hanumāna jimi karunā maham̐ bīra rasa ||61||

ପ୍ରଭୁଙ୍କ ବିଳାପ ଶୁଣି, ସମଗ୍ର ବାନର-ସେନାର ହୃଦୟ ଅସ୍ଥିର ହୋଇଉଠିଲା; ଏବଂ ହନୁମାନ ପହଞ୍ଚିଲେ—ଯେପରି କରୁଣା ମଧ୍ୟରୁ ନିଜେ ବୀର-ଉତ୍ସାହ ଉଦିତ ହୁଏ।

Verse 167 (चौपाई)

हरषि राम भेंटेउ हनुमाना। अति कृतग्य प्रभु परम सुजाना।। तुरत बैद तब कीन्ह उपाई। उठि बैठे लछिमन हरषाई।। हृदयँ लाइ प्रभु भेंटेउ भ्राता। हरषे सकल भालु कपि ब्राता।। कपि पुनि बैद तहाँ पहुँचावा। जेहि बिधि तबहिं ताहि लइ आवा।। यह बृत्तांत दसानन सुनेऊ। अति बिषअद पुनि पुनि सिर धुनेऊ।। ब्याकुल कुंभकरन पहिं आवा। बिबिध जतन करि ताहि जगावा।। जागा निसिचर देखिअ कैसा। मानहुँ कालु देह धरि बैसा।। कुंभकरन बूझा कहु भाई। काहे तव मुख रहे सुखाई।। कथा कही सब तेहिं अभिमानी। जेहि प्रकार सीता हरि आनी।। तात कपिन्ह सब निसिचर मारे। महामहा जोधा संघारे।। दुर्मुख सुररिपु मनुज अहारी। भट अतिकाय अकंपन भारी।। अपर महोदर आदिक बीरा। परे समर महि सब रनधीरा।।

haraṣi rāma bheṇṭeu hanumānā | ati kṛtagya prabhu parama sujānā || turata baida taba kīnha upāī | uṭhi baiṭhe lachimana haraṣāī || hṛdayam̐ lāi prabhu bheṇṭeu bhrātā | haraṣe sakala bhālu kapi brātā || kapi puni baida tahām̐ pahum̐cāvā | jehi bidhi tabahiṁ tāhi lai āvā || yaha bṛttānta dasānana suneū | ati biṣāda puni-puni sira dhuneū || byākula kumbhakarana pahiṁ āvā | bibidha jatana kari tāhi jagāvā || jāgā nisi-cara dekhi-a kaisā | mānahum̐ kālu deha dhari baisā || kumbhakarana būjhā kahu bhāī | kāhe tava mukha rahe sukhāī || kathā kahī saba tehiṁ abhimānī | jehi prakāra sītā hari ānī || tāta kapinha saba nisi-cara māre | mahā-mahā jodhā saṅghāre || durmukha sura-ripu manuja ahārī | bhaṭa atikāya akaṁpana bhārī || apara mahodara ādika bīrā | pare samara mahi saba raṇadhīrā ||

Rāma, rejoicing, embraced Hanumān; the Lord—supremely wise—was deeply grateful. At once the healer applied his remedy, and Lakṣmaṇa rose and sat up in delight. The Lord clasped his brother to His heart; all the bears and monkeys exulted. The monkey then brought the physician there, in the very manner he had fetched him at first. When Rāvaṇa heard this report, he fell into great dejection, again and again shaking his head. Restless, he went to Kumbhakarṇa and with many efforts roused him. When the rākṣasa awoke, what a sight he was—as though Death itself had taken a body and sat there. Kumbhakarṇa asked, 'Tell me, brother—why is your face so dried up?' That proud one told him the whole tale: how Sītā had been carried off, and how the monkeys had slain the rākṣasas and destroyed mighty champions—Durmukha, Suraripu, Manuja-ahārī, the warriors Atikāya and Akampana, and others like Mahodara—valiant and battle-steady, fallen on the field.

Verse 168 (दोहा/सोरठा)

सुनि दसकंधर बचन तब कुंभकरन बिलखान। जगदंबा हरि आनि अब सठ चाहत कल्यान।।62।।

suni dasakaṁdhara bacana taba kumbhakarana bilakhāna | jagadambā hari āni aba saṭha cāhata kalyāna ||62||

ଦଶମୁଖର କଥା ଶୁଣି କୁମ୍ଭକର୍ଣ୍ଣ ବିଳାପ କଲା— “ଜଗଜ୍ଜନନୀଙ୍କୁ ହରି ଆଣି, ଏ ମୂର୍ଖ ଏବେ ନିଜ କଲ୍ୟାଣ ଖୋଜୁଛି!”

Verse 169 (चौपाई)

भल न कीन्ह तैं निसिचर नाहा। अब मोहि आइ जगाएहि काहा।। अजहूँ तात त्यागि अभिमाना। भजहु राम होइहि कल्याना।। हैं दससीस मनुज रघुनायक। जाके हनूमान से पायक।। अहह बंधु तैं कीन्हि खोटाई। प्रथमहिं मोहि न सुनाएहि आई।। कीन्हेहु प्रभू बिरोध तेहि देवक। सिव बिरंचि सुर जाके सेवक।। नारद मुनि मोहि ग्यान जो कहा। कहतेउँ तोहि समय निरबहा।। अब भरि अंक भेंटु मोहि भाई। लोचन सूफल करौ मैं जाई।। स्याम गात सरसीरुह लोचन। देखौं जाइ ताप त्रय मोचन।।

bhala na kīnha taiṁ nisi-cara nāhā | aba mohi āi jagāehi kāhā || ajahuṁ tāta tyāgi abhimānā | bhajahu rāma hoihi kalyānā || haiṁ dasasīsa manuja raghunāyaka | jāke hanūmāna se pāyaka || ahah bandhu taiṁ kīnhi khoṭāī | prathamahiṁ mohi na sunāehi āī || kīṇhehu prabhū birodha tehi devaka | siva birañci sura jāke sevaka || nārada muni mohi gyāna jo kahā | kahateuṁ tohi samaya nirabahā || aba bhari aṅka bheṇṭu mohi bhāī | locana sūphala karau maiṁ jāī || syāma gāta sarasīruha locana | dekhauṁ jāi tāpa traya mocana ||

'You have done ill, O lord of demons; why have you come now to wake me? Even now, dear brother, abandon pride—worship Rāma and it shall be well with you. O ten-headed one, Raghunāyaka is but a man—yet one whose attendant is such as Hanumān! Alas, brother, you have committed a grievous fault; you did not tell me at the very start. You have opposed the Lord whom Śiva, Brahmā, and the gods themselves serve. The wisdom Nārada once imparted to me—I would have told you and fulfilled my duty in time. Now, brother, embrace me fully; make my eyes blessed as I go to behold Him—dark of limb, lotus-eyed, the remover of the threefold afflictions.'

Verse 170 (दोहा/सोरठा)

राम रूप गुन सुमिरत मगन भयउ छन एक। रावन मागेउ कोटि घट मद अरु महिष अनेक।।63।।

rāma rūpa guna sumirata magana bhayau chana eka | rāvana māgeu koṭi ghaṭa mada aru mahiṣa aneka ||63||

କିଛି ମୁହୂର୍ତ୍ତ ରାମଙ୍କ ରୂପ ଓ ଗୁଣ ସ୍ମରଣରେ ଲୀନ ହୋଇ, ତାପରେ ରାବଣ କୋଟି କୋଟି ମଦର କୁମ୍ଭ ଓ ଅନେକ ମହିଷ ଆଣିବାକୁ ଆଦେଶ ଦେଲା।

Verse 171 (चौपाई)

महिष खाइ करि मदिरा पाना। गर्जा बज्राघात समाना।। कुंभकरन दुर्मद रन रंगा। चला दुर्ग तजि सेन न संगा।। देखि बिभीषनु आगें आयउ। परेउ चरन निज नाम सुनायउ।। अनुज उठाइ हृदयँ तेहि लायो। रघुपति भक्त जानि मन भायो।। तात लात रावन मोहि मारा। कहत परम हित मंत्र बिचारा।। तेहिं गलानि रघुपति पहिं आयउँ। देखि दीन प्रभु के मन भायउँ।। सुनु सुत भयउ कालबस रावन। सो कि मान अब परम सिखावन।। धन्य धन्य तैं धन्य बिभीषन। भयहु तात निसिचर कुल भूषन।। बंधु बंस तैं कीन्ह उजागर। भजेहु राम सोभा सुख सागर।।

mahiṣa khāi kari madirā pānā | garjā bajrāghāta samānā || kumbhakarana durmada rana-raṅgā | calā durga taji sena na saṅgā || dekhi bibhīṣanu āgeṁ āyu | pareu carana nija nāma sunāyu || anuja uṭhāi hṛdayaṁ tehi lāyo | raghupati-bhakta jāni mana bhāyo || tāta lāta rāvana mohi mārā | kahata parama hita mantra bicārā || tehiṁ galāni raghupati pahiṁ āyuṁ | dekhi dīna prabhu ke mana bhāyuṁ || sunu suta bhayu kāla-basa rāvana | so ki māna aba parama sikhāvana || dhanya dhanya taiṁ dhanya bibhīṣana | bhayahu tāta nिसिचर kula bhūṣana || bandhu baṁsa taiṁ kīnha ujāgara | bhajehu rāma sobhā sukha-sāgara ||

Having eaten buffalo-meat and drunk strong liquor, he roared like a thunderbolt’s crash. Kumbhakarna, mad with pride and delighting in battle, left the fortress, taking no army with him. Seeing Vibhishan come before him, he fell at his feet and declared his own name. The younger brother lifted him up and clasped him to his breast; knowing him to be a devotee of Raghupati, his heart was pleased. “Brother, Ravana struck me with kicks though I spoke counsel of his highest good. In that remorse I have come to Raghupati; seeing me wretched, the Lord’s heart was moved. Hear me, my son: Ravana has fallen under the sway of Time—will he now accept the supreme instruction? Blessed, blessed—thrice blessed are you, Vibhishan; become, dear one, the true ornament of the Rakshasa race. You have made your family’s true honor shine forth; worship Rama, the ocean of glory and bliss.”

Verse 172 (दोहा/सोरठा)

बचन कर्म मन कपट तजि भजेहु राम रनधीर। जाहु न निज पर सूझ मोहि भयउँ कालबस बीर। 64।।

bacana karma mana kapaṭa taji bhajehu rāma rana-dhīra | jāhu na nija para sūjha mohi bhayu kāla-basa bīra || 64 ||

ବାଣୀ, କର୍ମ ଓ ମନର ଛଳ ଛାଡ଼; ହେ ଦୃଢ଼ ଯୋଦ୍ଧା, ରାମଙ୍କୁ ଭଜ। ନିଜ ସ୍ୱାର୍ଥକୁ ଦେଖନି—ହେ ବୀର, କାଳର ବାଧ୍ୟତାରେ ମୁଁ ଆସିଛି।

Verse 173 (चौपाई)

बंधु बचन सुनि चला बिभीषन। आयउ जहँ त्रैलोक बिभूषन।। नाथ भूधराकार सरीरा। कुंभकरन आवत रनधीरा।। एतना कपिन्ह सुना जब काना। किलकिलाइ धाए बलवाना।। लिए उठाइ बिटप अरु भूधर। कटकटाइ डारहिं ता ऊपर।। कोटि कोटि गिरि सिखर प्रहारा। करहिं भालु कपि एक एक बारा।। मुर् यो न मन तनु टर् यो न टार् यो। जिमि गज अर्क फलनि को मार्यो।। तब मारुतसुत मुठिका हन्यो। पर् यो धरनि ब्याकुल सिर धुन्यो।। पुनि उठि तेहिं मारेउ हनुमंता। घुर्मित भूतल परेउ तुरंता।। पुनि नल नीलहि अवनि पछारेसि। जहँ तहँ पटकि पटकि भट डारेसि।। चली बलीमुख सेन पराई। अति भय त्रसित न कोउ समुहाई।।

bandhu bacana suni calā bibhīṣana | āyu jahaṁ trailoka-bibhūṣana || nātha bhūdharākāra sarīrā | kumbhakarana āvata rana-dhīrā || etanā kapinha sunā jaba kānā | kilakilāi dhāe balavānā || lie uṭhāi biṭapa aru bhūdhara | kaṭakaṭāi ḍārahiṁ tā ūpara || koṭi koṭi giri-sikhara prahārā | karahiṁ bhālu kapi eka-eka bārā || muryo na mana tanu ṭaryo na ṭāryo | jimi gaja arka-phalani ko māryo || taba māruta-suta muṭhikā hanyō | paryo dharani byākula sira dhunyō || puni uṭhi tehiṁ māreu hanumaṁtā | ghurmita bhūtala pareu turaṁtā || puni nala nīlahi avani pachāresi | jahaṁ tahaṁ paṭaki paṭaki bhaṭ ḍāresi || calī balīmukha sen parāī | ati bhaya trasita na kou samuhāī ||

Hearing his brother’s words, Vibhishan set out and came to where stood Rama, the ornament of the three worlds. “Lord, Kumbhakarna—huge as a mountain—advances, steadfast in battle.” When the monkeys heard so much with their ears, they leapt with shrill cries and charged in their strength. Uprooting trees and hills, gnashing their teeth, they hurled them upon him. They struck him with countless mountain-peaks; bears and monkeys smote him again and again. Yet his mind did not reel, his body did not stir nor could it be made to yield—like an elephant struck by mere arka-fruit. Then the Wind’s son dealt him a fist-blow; he fell upon the ground, distressed, shaking his head. Rising again, he was struck by Hanuman once more and at once rolled, whirling, upon the earth. Again he felled Nala and Nila to the ground, and everywhere he flung and smashed the warriors. The mighty-faced enemy host pressed on; terror-stricken, none could stand together.

Verse 174 (दोहा/सोरठा)

अंगदादि कपि मुरुछित करि समेत सुग्रीव। काँख दाबि कपिराज कहुँ चला अमित बल सींव।।65।।

aṅgadādi kapi muruchita kari sameta sugrīva | kāṁkha dābi kapi-rāja kahuṁ calā amita bala sīṁva || 65 ||

ଅଙ୍ଗଦ ଆଦି ବାନରମାନଙ୍କୁ ଅଚେତନ କରି ସେ ସୁଗ୍ରୀବକୁ ମଧ୍ୟ ଧରିନେଲା; ବାନରରାଜକୁ କାଖ ତଳେ ଚାପି, ଅପାର ବଳବାନ ସେ ଚାଲିଗଲା।

Verse 175 (चौपाई)

उमा करत रघुपति नरलीला। खेलत गरुड़ जिमि अहिगन मीला।। भृकुटि भंग जो कालहि खाई। ताहि कि सोहइ ऐसि लराई।। जग पावनि कीरति बिस्तरिहहिं। गाइ गाइ भवनिधि नर तरिहहिं।। मुरुछा गइ मारुतसुत जागा। सुग्रीवहि तब खोजन लागा।। सुग्रीवहु कै मुरुछा बीती। निबुक गयउ तेहि मृतक प्रतीती।। काटेसि दसन नासिका काना। गरजि अकास चलउ तेहिं जाना।। गहेउ चरन गहि भूमि पछारा। अति लाघवँ उठि पुनि तेहि मारा।। पुनि आयसु प्रभु पहिं बलवाना। जयति जयति जय कृपानिधाना।। नाक कान काटे जियँ जानी। फिरा क्रोध करि भइ मन ग्लानी।। सहज भीम पुनि बिनु श्रुति नासा। देखत कपि दल उपजी त्रासा।।

umā karata raghupati nara-līlā | khelata garuṛa jimi ahi-gana mīlā || bhṛkuṭi-bhaṅga jo kālahi khāī | tāhi ki sohāi aisī larāī || jaga-pāvani kīrati bistarihiṁ | gāi gāi bhava-nidhi nara tarihiṁ || muruchā gaī māruta-suta jāgā | sugrīvahi taba khojana lāgā || sugrīvahu kai muruchā bītī | nibuka gayau tehi mṛtaka pratītī || kāṭesi dasana nāsikā kānā | garaji akāsa calau tehiṁ jānā || gaheu carana gahi bhūmi pachārā | ati lāghavaṁ uṭhi puni tehi mārā || puni āyasu prabhu pahiṁ balavānā | jayati jayati jaya kṛpā-nidhānā || nāka kāna kāṭe jiyaṁ jānī | phirā krodha kari bhai mana glānī || sahaja bhīma puni binu śruti nāsā | dekhata kapi-dala upajī trāsā ||

O Uma, Raghupati was enacting his human-play—like Garuda sporting amid a swarm of serpents. He whose mere frown can swallow up Time itself—does such a battle befit him? His world-purifying fame will spread; singing it again and again, men shall cross the ocean of existence. Hanuman’s swoon passed and he awoke; then he began to search for Sugriva. Sugriva too recovered from his faint; his chin had fallen, so that he seemed as one dead. He tore away teeth, nose, and ears; roaring, he moved there through the sky. Seizing him by the feet he dashed him to the ground; with great agility he rose and struck him again. Then the mighty one came before the Lord for orders: “Victory, victory, victory to the treasury of compassion!” Knowing in his heart that his nose and ears were cut off, he turned back in wrath—and his mind grew heavy with shame. Terrible by nature, now without ears and nose, he was seen and panic arose in the monkey host.

Verse 176 (दोहा/सोरठा)

जय जय जय रघुबंस मनि धाए कपि दै हूह। एकहि बार तासु पर छाड़ेन्हि गिरि तरु जूह।।66।।

jaya jaya jaya raghubaṃsa mani dhāe kapi dai hūha | ekahi bāra tāsu para chāṛhenhi giri taru jūha ||66||

“ଜୟ, ଜୟ, ଜୟ—ରଘୁବଂଶର ରତ୍ନଙ୍କୁ!”—ଏପରି ଧ୍ୱନି କରି ବାନରମାନେ ଧାଉଁଥିଲେ; ଏକେ ଆଘାତରେ ସେମାନେ ପର୍ବତ ଓ ଗଛଗୁଡ଼ିକୁ ଢେର କରି ତା’ ଉପରେ ଛାଡ଼ିଦେଲେ।

Verse 177 (चौपाई)

कुंभकरन रन रंग बिरुद्धा। सन्मुख चला काल जनु क्रुद्धा।। कोटि कोटि कपि धरि धरि खाई। जनु टीड़ी गिरि गुहाँ समाई।। कोटिन्ह गहि सरीर सन मर्दा। कोटिन्ह मीजि मिलव महि गर्दा।। मुख नासा श्रवनन्हि कीं बाटा। निसरि पराहिं भालु कपि ठाटा।। रन मद मत्त निसाचर दर्पा। बिस्व ग्रसिहि जनु एहि बिधि अर्पा।। मुरे सुभट सब फिरहिं न फेरे। सूझ न नयन सुनहिं नहिं टेरे।। कुंभकरन कपि फौज बिडारी। सुनि धाई रजनीचर धारी।। देखि राम बिकल कटकाई। रिपु अनीक नाना बिधि आई।।

kumbhakarana rana raṅga biruddhā | sanmukha calā kāla janu kruddhā || koṭi koṭi kapi dhari dhari khāī | janu ṭīṛī giri guhā̃ samāī || koṭinh gahi sarīra sana mardā | koṭinh mīji milava mahi gardā || mukha nāsā śravananh kī̃ bāṭā | nisari parāhiṃ bhālu kapi ṭhāṭā || rana mada matta nisācara darpā | bisva grasihi janu ehi bidhi arpā || mure subhaṭa saba phirahĩ na phere | sūjha na nayan sunahiṃ nahiṃ ṭere || kumbhakarana kapi phauja biḍārī | suni dhāī rajanīcara dhārī || dekhi rāma bikala kaṭakāī | ripu anīka nānā bidhi āī ||

Kumbhakarna, fierce in the very hue of battle, advanced straight on—like enraged Death itself. He seized and devoured monkeys by the million, as though locusts were vanishing into mountain caves. Grasping many, he crushed them against his body; grinding many, he raised clouds of dust upon the earth. Through mouth, nostrils, and ears he made them a passage—bears and monkeys burst out and fled in clusters. Drunk with war, that demon in his pride seemed ready to swallow the world in that fashion. The fallen champions wandered on without turning back—eyes saw nothing, ears heard no calls. Kumbhakarna shattered the monkey-host; hearing it, armed night-rangers came rushing. Seeing Rama’s army distressed, enemy battalions arrived in many formations.

Verse 178 (दोहा/सोरठा)

सुनु सुग्रीव बिभीषन अनुज सँभारेहु सैन। मैं देखउँ खल बल दलहि बोले राजिवनैन।।67।।

sunu sugrīva bibhīṣana anuj saṃbhārehu sain | maiṃ dekhauṃ khala bala dalahi bole rājivanaina ||67||

“ଶୁଣ, ସୁଗ୍ରୀବ, ବିଭୀଷଣ, ଆଉ ତୁମେ ମୋ ଛୋଟ ଭାଇ—ସେନାକୁ ସ୍ଥିର କରି ସଜାଅ। ଦୁଷ୍ଟ ଶତ୍ରୁ ଓ ତାହାର ବଳକୁ ମୁଁ ନିଜେ ଦେଖିବି,”—ପଦ୍ମନୟନ ପ୍ରଭୁ କହିଲେ।

Verse 179 (चौपाई)

कर सारंग साजि कटि भाथा। अरि दल दलन चले रघुनाथा।। प्रथम कीन्ह प्रभु धनुष टँकोरा। रिपु दल बधिर भयउ सुनि सोरा।। सत्यसंध छाँड़े सर लच्छा। कालसर्प जनु चले सपच्छा।। जहँ तहँ चले बिपुल नाराचा। लगे कटन भट बिकट पिसाचा।। कटहिं चरन उर सिर भुजदंडा। बहुतक बीर होहिं सत खंडा।। घुर्मि घुर्मि घायल महि परहीं। उठि संभारि सुभट पुनि लरहीं।। लागत बान जलद जिमि गाजहीं। बहुतक देखी कठिन सर भाजहिं।। रुंड प्रचंड मुंड बिनु धावहिं। धरु धरु मारू मारु धुनि गावहिं।।

kara sāraṅga sāji kaṭi bhāthā | ari dala dalana cale raghunāthā || prathama kīnha prabhu dhanuṣ ṭaṅkorā | ripu dala badhira bhayau suni sorā || satyasaṃdha chā̃ṛe sara lacchā | kālasarpa janu cale sapacchā || jahã tahã cale bipula nārācā | lage kaṭana bhaṭ bikaṭa pisācā || kaṭahiṃ carana ura sira bhujadaṇḍā | bahutaka bīra hohiṃ sata khaṇḍā || ghurmi ghurmi ghāyala mahi parahīṃ | uṭhi saṃbhāri subhaṭa puni larahīṃ || lāgata bāna jalada jimi gājahīṃ | bahutaka dekhī kaṭhina sara bhājahīṃ || ruṇḍa pracaṇḍa muṇḍa binu dhāvahīṃ | dharu dharu mārū mārū dhuni gāvahīṃ ||

With his bow readied and the quiver at his waist, the Lord of Raghu advanced to crush the enemy ranks. First the Master made his bow resound; hearing that thunder, the foe’s host grew as though deafened. True to his vow, he loosed volleys upon volleys—like winged serpents of Death set loose. Everywhere flew mighty iron-pointed shafts, severing those dreadful fiend-like warriors. Feet, chests, heads, and arms were cut away; many a hero was split into a hundred pieces. Wounded men reeled and fell upon the ground; then, recovering themselves, the champions fought again. When the arrows struck, they roared like clouds in thunder; seeing such relentless shafts, many fled. Headless trunks ran in frenzy, and the cry ‘Seize, seize! Slay, slay!’ rose in a dreadful chorus.

Verse 180 (दोहा/सोरठा)

छन महुँ प्रभु के सायकन्हि काटे बिकट पिसाच। पुनि रघुबीर निषंग महुँ प्रबिसे सब नाराच।।68।।

chana mahũ prabhu ke sāyakanhi kāṭe bikaṭa pisāca | puni raghubīra niṣaṅga mahũ prabise saba nārāca ||68||

କ୍ଷଣମାତ୍ରେ ପ୍ରଭୁଙ୍କ ବାଣ ସେଇ ଭୟଙ୍କର ରାକ୍ଷସ-ଯୋଧ୍ୟାମାନଙ୍କୁ କାଟି ଢାଳିଦେଲା; ଏବଂ ପୁଣି ସମସ୍ତ ଲୋହାମୁଣ୍ଡିଆ ବାଣ ରଘୁବୀରଙ୍କ ତୂଣୀରେ ସଜିଗଲା।

Verse 181 (दोहा/सोरठा)

गिरिजा जासु नाम जपि मुनि काटहिं भव पास। सो कि बंध तर आवइ ब्यापक बिस्व निवास।।73।।

girijā jāsu nāma japi muni kāṭahiṁ bhava pāsa | so ki bandha tara āvai byāpaka bisva nivāsa ||73||

ହେ ଗିରିଜା, ଯାହାଙ୍କ ନାମ ଜପି ଋଷିମୁନିମାନେ ସଂସାରର ପାଶ କାଟିଦିଅନ୍ତି—ସେ ସର୍ବବ୍ୟାପୀ, ଜଗତର ଅନ୍ତର୍ବାସୀ ଆଶ୍ରୟ ପ୍ରଭୁ କିପରି କେବେ ବନ୍ଧନରେ ପଡ଼ିବେ, କିମ୍ବା ‘ପାର ହେବା’କୁ ଆବଶ୍ୟକ କରିବେ?

Verse 182 (चौपाई)

चरित राम के सगुन भवानी। तर्कि न जाहिं बुद्धि बल बानी।। अस बिचारि जे तग्य बिरागी। रामहि भजहिं तर्क सब त्यागी।। ब्याकुल कटकु कीन्ह घननादा। पुनि भा प्रगट कहइ दुर्बादा।। जामवंत कह खल रहु ठाढ़ा। सुनि करि ताहि क्रोध अति बाढ़ा।। बूढ़ जानि सठ छाँड़ेउँ तोही। लागेसि अधम पचारै मोही।। अस कहि तरल त्रिसूल चलायो। जामवंत कर गहि सोइ धायो।। मारिसि मेघनाद कै छाती। परा भूमि घुर्मित सुरघाती।। पुनि रिसान गहि चरन फिरायौ। महि पछारि निज बल देखरायो।। बर प्रसाद सो मरइ न मारा। तब गहि पद लंका पर डारा।। इहाँ देवरिषि गरुड़ पठायो। राम समीप सपदि सो आयो।।

carita rāma ke saguna bhavānī | tarki na jāhiṁ buddhi bala bānī || asa bicāri je tagya birāgī | rāmahi bhajahiṁ tarka saba tyāgī || byākula kaṭaku kīnh ghananādā | puni bhā pragaṭa kahai durbādā || jāmavaṁta kaha khala rahu ṭhāḍhā | suni kari tāhi krodha ati bāḍhā || būṛha jāni saṭha chā̃ṛeüँ tohī | lāgesi adhama pacārai mohī || asa kahi tarala trisūla calāyo | jāmavaṁta kara gahi soi dhāyo || mārisi meghanāda kai chātī | parā bhūmi ghurmita suraghātī || puni risāna gahi carana phirāyau | mahi pachāri nija bala dekharāyo || bara prasāda so marai na mārā | taba gahi pada laṅkā para ḍārā || ihā̃ devariṣi garuṛa paṭhāyo | rāma samīpa sapadi so āyo ||

O Bhavānī, the deeds of Rāma in His manifest form cannot be grasped by reasoning, nor by the force of intellect or speech. Reflecting thus, the truly detached renunciants worship Rāma, abandoning all disputation. Meanwhile the host was thrown into turmoil with a thunderous uproar; then Meghnāda appeared again, hurling insolent words. Jāmbavān said, ‘Wretch, stand where you are!’ Hearing this, his fury greatly swelled: ‘Thinking you old, I spared you; now this vile one comes to provoke me!’ So saying, the rash one hurled his trident; Jāmbavān seized it in his hand and sprang forward. He struck Meghnāda on the chest; the gods’ slayer fell, reeling upon the ground. Enraged again, he caught Jāmbavān’s feet and whirled him, dashing him to the earth to display his strength. But by the power of a boon he could neither be slain nor slain by (ordinary means); then he seized him and flung him upon Laṅkā’s rampart. Hereupon the divine sage sent for Garuḍa, who at once came near to Rāma.

Verse 183 (दोहा/सोरठा)

खगपति सब धरि खाए माया नाग बरूथ। माया बिगत भए सब हरषे बानर जूथ। 74(क)।। गहि गिरि पादप उपल नख धाए कीस रिसाइ। चले तमीचर बिकलतर गढ़ पर चढ़े पराइ।।74(ख)।।

khagapati saba dhari khāe māyā nāga barūtha | māyā bigata bhae saba haraṣe bānara jūtha ||74(ka)|| gahi giri pādapa upala nakha dhāe kīsa risāi | cale tamīcara bikalatara gaṛha para caṛhe parāi ||74(kha)||

ପକ୍ଷୀରାଜ ଗରୁଡ଼ ସର୍ପବନ୍ଧନର ମାୟାମୟ ସେନାକୁ ଧରି ଗିଳିଗଲେ। ମାୟା ନଶିଗଲାପରେ ସମଗ୍ର ବାନର-ସେନା ଆନନ୍ଦିତ ହେଲା। ପର୍ବତ, ଗଛ ଓ ପଥର ଧରି ବାନରମାନେ କ୍ରୋଧରେ ଧାଇଲେ; ରାକ୍ଷସମାନେ ଆଉ ଅଧିକ ଭ୍ରମିତ ହୋଇ ପଳାଇ ଦୁର୍ଗ ଉପରେ ଚଢ଼ିଗଲେ।

Verse 184 (चौपाई)

मेघनाद के मुरछा जागी। पितहि बिलोकि लाज अति लागी।। तुरत गयउ गिरिबर कंदरा। करौं अजय मख अस मन धरा।। इहाँ बिभीषन मंत्र बिचारा। सुनहु नाथ बल अतुल उदारा।। मेघनाद मख करइ अपावन। खल मायावी देव सतावन।। जौं प्रभु सिद्ध होइ सो पाइहि। नाथ बेगि पुनि जीति न जाइहि।। सुनि रघुपति अतिसय सुख माना। बोले अंगदादि कपि नाना।। लछिमन संग जाहु सब भाई। करहु बिधंस जग्य कर जाई।। तुम्ह लछिमन मारेहु रन ओही। देखि सभय सुर दुख अति मोही।। मारेहु तेहि बल बुद्धि उपाई। जेहिं छीजै निसिचर सुनु भाई।। जामवंत सुग्रीव बिभीषन। सेन समेत रहेहु तीनिउ जन।। जब रघुबीर दीन्हि अनुसासन। कटि निषंग कसि साजि सरासन।। प्रभु प्रताप उर धरि रनधीरा। बोले घन इव गिरा गँभीरा।। जौं तेहि आजु बधें बिनु आवौं। तौ रघुपति सेवक न कहावौं।। जौं सत संकर करहिं सहाई। तदपि हतउँ रघुबीर दोहाई।।

meghanāda ke murachā jāgī | pitahi biloki lāja ati lāgī || turata gayau giribara kaṁdarā | karauṁ ajaya makha asa mana dharā || ihā̃ bibhīṣana maṁtra bicārā | sunahu nātha bala atula udārā || meghanāda makha karai apāvana | khala māyāvī deva satāvana || jauṁ prabhu siddha hoi so pāihi | nātha begi puni jīti na jāihi || suni raghupati atisaya sukha mānā | बोले aṅgadādi kapi nānā || lachimana saṅga jāhu saba bhāī | karahu bidhaṁsa jagya kara jāī || tumha lachimana mārehu rana ohī | dekhi sabhaya sura dukha ati mohī || mārehu tehi bala buddhi upāī | jehiṁ chījai nisicara sunu bhāī || jāmavaṁta sugrīva bibhīṣana | sena sameta rahehu tīniü jana || jaba raghubīra dīnhi anusāsana | kaṭi niṣaṅga kasi sāji sarāsana || prabhu pratāpa ura dhari ranadhīrā | बोले ghana iva girā gaṁbhīrā || jauṁ tehi āju badheṁ binu āvauṁ | tau raghupati sevaka na kahāvauṁ || jauṁ sata saṅkara karahiṁ sahāī | tadapi hataüँ raghubīra dohāī ||

Meghnāda came to, and seeing his father he felt deep shame. At once he went to a mountain cave, resolving in his heart to perform a sacrifice that would make him unconquerable. Here Vibhīṣaṇa reflected and offered counsel: ‘Hear me, O Lord of boundless and generous might. Meghnāda is performing a profaning rite—this wicked master of illusion who torments the gods. If he completes it, he will gain his aim, and then, my Lord, he will not be conquered again.’ Hearing this, Raghupati was greatly pleased and spoke to the monkeys, Angada and the rest: ‘All of you go with Lakṣmaṇa; go and destroy that sacrifice. Lakṣmaṇa, you must strike him there—seeing this, the fearful gods will be greatly relieved of sorrow. Use strength, intelligence, and stratagem, my brother, by which the demon may be worn down.’ ‘Jāmbavān, Sugrīva, and Vibhīṣaṇa—remain, the three of you, with the army.’ When Raghubīr had given these commands, he tightened his quiver at his waist and readied his bow. Holding his own majesty in his heart, the steadfast warrior spoke in a deep voice like thunderclouds: ‘If I return today without killing him, I shall not be called Raghupati’s servant. Even if righteous Śaṅkara should help him, still I will slay him—I adjure you by Raghubīr!’