Book Vi. Canto Xlv. Indrajit's Victory
Canto Xlv.: Indrajit'S Victory.
Brave Rma, burning still to know
The station of his artful foe,
p. 461
Gave to ten chieftains, mid the best
Of all the host, his high behest.
Swift rose in air the Vnar band:
Each region of the sky they scanned:
But Rvan's son by magic skill
Checked them with arrows swifter still,
When streams of blood from chest and side
The dauntless Vnars' limbs had dyed.
The giant in his misty shroud
Showed like the sun obscured by cloud.
Like serpents hissing through the air,
His arrows smote the princely pair;
And from their limbs at every rent
A stream of rushing blood was sent.
Like Kins'uk trees they stood, that show
In spring their blossoms' crimson glow.
Then Indrajit with fury eyed
Ikshvku's royal sons, and cried:
'Not mighty Indra can assail
Or see me when I choose to veil
My form in battle: and can ye,
Children of earth, contend with me?
The arrowy noose this hand has shot
Has bound you with a hopeless knot;
And, slaughtered by my shafts and bow,
To Yama's hall this hour ye go.'
He spoke, and shouted. Then anew
The arrows from his bowstring flew,
And pierced, well aimed with perfect art,
Each limb and joint and vital part.
Transfixed with shafts in every limb.
Their strength relaxed, their eyes grew dim.
As two tall standards side by side,
With each sustaining rope untied.
Fall levelled by the howling blast,
So earth's majestic lords at last
Beneath the arrowy tempest reeled,
And prostrate pressed the battle field.
Footnotes
460:1b Yajnas'atru, Mahphrva, Mahodar, Vajradanshtra, S'uka, and Sran.
460:2b Angad.
460:3b A mysterious weapon consisting of serpents transformed to arrows which deprived the wounded object of all sense and power of motion.
Brave Rma, burning still to know
The station of his artful foe,
p. 461
Gave to ten chieftains, mid the best
Of all the host, his high behest.
Swift rose in air the Vnar band:
Each region of the sky they scanned:
But Rvan's son by magic skill
Checked them with arrows swifter still,
When streams of blood from chest and side
The dauntless Vnars' limbs had dyed.
The giant in his misty shroud
Showed like the sun obscured by cloud.
Like serpents hissing through the air,
His arrows smote the princely pair;
And from their limbs at every rent
A stream of rushing blood was sent.
Like Kins'uk trees they stood, that show
In spring their blossoms' crimson glow.
Then Indrajit with fury eyed
Ikshvku's royal sons, and cried:
'Not mighty Indra can assail
Or see me when I choose to veil
My form in battle: and can ye,
Children of earth, contend with me?
The arrowy noose this hand has shot
Has bound you with a hopeless knot;
And, slaughtered by my shafts and bow,
To Yama's hall this hour ye go.'
He spoke, and shouted. Then anew
The arrows from his bowstring flew,
And pierced, well aimed with perfect art,
Each limb and joint and vital part.
Transfixed with shafts in every limb.
Their strength relaxed, their eyes grew dim.
As two tall standards side by side,
With each sustaining rope untied.
Fall levelled by the howling blast,
So earth's majestic lords at last
Beneath the arrowy tempest reeled,
And prostrate pressed the battle field.
Footnotes
460:1b Yajnas'atru, Mahphrva, Mahodar, Vajradanshtra, S'uka, and Sran.
460:2b Angad.
460:3b A mysterious weapon consisting of serpents transformed to arrows which deprived the wounded object of all sense and power of motion.
