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Book Iv. Canto Xlviii. The Asur's Death

Canto Xlviii.: The Asur'S Death.


But Hanumnl onward pressed

With Tra, Angad, and the rest,

Through Vindhya's pathless glens he sped

And left no spot unvisited.

He gazed from every mountain height,

He sought each cavern dark as night,

And wandered through the bloomy shade

By pool and river and cascade,

But, though they sought in every place,

Of Sitthey found no trace.

On fruit and woodland berries fed

Through many a lonely wild they sped,

And reached at last, untouched by fear,

A desert terrible and drear:

A fruitless waste, a land of gloom

Where trees were bare of leaf and bloom

Where every scanty stream was dried,

And niggard earth her roots denied.

No elephants through all the ground,

No buffaloes or deer are found.

There roams no tiger, pard, or bear,

No creature of the wood is there.

No bird displays his glittering wings,

No tree, no shrub, no creeper springs.

There rise no lilies from the flood,

Resplendent with their flower and bud,

Where the delighted bees may throng

About the fragrance with their song.

There lived a hermit Kandu named,

For truth and wealth of penance famed.

Whom fervent zeal and holy rite

Had dowered with all-surpassing might.

His little son, a ten year child--

So chanced it--perished in the wild.

His death with fury stirred the sage,

Who cursed the forest in his rage,

Doomed from that hour to shelter none,

A waste for bird and beast to shun.

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They searched by every forest edge,

They searched each cave and mountain ledge,

And thickets whence the water fell

Wandering through the tangled dell.

Striving to do Sugrva's

They roamed along each leafy rill.

But vain were all endeavours, vain

The careful search, the toil and pain.

Through one dark grove they scarce could wind,

So thick were creepers intertwined.

There as they struggled through the wood

Before their eyes an Asur 1 stood.

High as a towering hill, his pride

The very Gods in heaven defied.

When on the fiend their glances fell

Each braced him for the combat well.

The demon raised his arm on high,

And rushed upon them with a cry.

Him Angad smote,--for, sure, he thought

This was the fiend they long had sought.

From his huge mouth by Angad felled,

The blood in rushing torrents welled,

As, like a mountain from his base

Uptorn, he dropped upon his face.

Thus fell the mighty fiend: and they

Through the thick wood pursued their way;

Then, weary with the toil, reclined

Where leafy boughs to shade them twined.

Footnotes

380:
1b Hanumnthe leader of the army of the south which was under the nominal command of Angad the heir apparent.
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