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Book Iv. Canto Liii. Angad's Counsel

Canto Liii.: Angad'S Counsel.


They looked upon the boundless main

The awful seat of Varun's reign.

And heard his waters roar and rave

Terrific with each crested wave.

Then, in the depths of sorrow drowned,

They sat upon the bosky ground,

And sadly, as they pondered, grieved

For days gone by and naught achieved.

Pain pierced them through with sharper sting

When, gazing on the trees of spring,

They saw each waving bough that showed

The treasures of its glorious load,

And helpless, fainting with the weight

Of woe they sank disconsolate.

Then, lion-shouldered, stout and strong,

The noblest of the Vnar throng,

Angad the prince imperial rose,

And, deeply stricken by the woes

That his impetuous spirit broke,

Thus gently to the chieftains spoke:

'Mark ye not, Vnars, that the day

Our monarch fixed has passed away?

The month is lost in toil and pain,

And now, my friends, what hopes remain?

On you, in lore of counsel tried,

Our king Sugrva most relied.

Your hearts, with strong affection fraught,

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His weal in every labour sought,

And the true valour of your band

Was blazoned wide in every land.

Forth on the toilsome search you sped,

By me--for so he willed it--led.

To us, of every hope bereft,

Death is the only refuge left.

For none a happy life may see

Who fails to do our king's decree.

Come, let us all from food abstain,

And perish thus, since hope is vain.

Stern is our king and swift to ire,

Imperious, proud, and fierce like fire,

And ne'er will pardon us the crime

Of fruitless search and wasted time.

Far better thus to end our lives,

And leave our wealth, our homes and wives,

Leave our dear little ones and all,

Than by his vengeful hand to fall.

Think not Sugrva's wrath will spare

Me Bli's son, imperial heir:

For Raghu's royal son, not he,

To this high place anointed me,

Sugrva, long my bitter foe,

With eager hand will strike the blow,

And, mindful of the old offence,

Will slay me now for negligence,

Nor will my pitying friends have power

To save me in the deadly hour.

No--here, O chieftains, will I lie

By ocean's marge, and fast and die.'

They heard the royal prince declare

The purpose of his fixt despair;

And all, by common terror moved,

His speech in these sad words approved:

'Sugrva's heart is hard and stern,

And Rma's thoughts for St yearn.

Our forfeit lives will surely pay

For idle search and long delay,

And our fierce king will bid us die

The favour of his friend to buy.'

Then Tra softly spake to cheer

The Vnars' hearts oppressed by fear:

'Despair no more, your doubts dispel:

Come in this ample cavern dwell.

There may we live in blissful ease

Mid springs and fruit and bloomy trees,

Secure from every foe's assault,

For magic framed the wondrous vault.

Protected there we need not fear

Though Rma and our king come near;

Nor dread e'en him who batters down

The portals of the foeman's town.' 1

Footnotes

384:1
Purandara, the destroyer of cities; the cities being the clouds which the God of the firmament bursts open with his thunderbolts, to release the waters imprisoned in these fortesses of the demons of drought.
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