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Book Vi. Canto Xxxv. Malyav'an's Speech

Canto Xxxv.: Malyavn'S Speech.


The fearful notes of drum and shell

Upon the ear of Rvan fell.

One moment quailed his haughty look,

One moment in his fear he shook,

But soon recalling wonted pride,

His counsellors he sternly eyed,

And with a voice that thundered through

The council had* began anew:

'Lords, I have heard--your tongues have told--

How Raghu's son is fierce and bold.

To Lank's shore has bridged his way

And hither leads his wild array.

I know your might, in battle tried,

Fighting and conquering by my side.

Why now, when such a foe is near,

Looks eye to eye in silent fear?

He ceased, his mother's sire well known

For wisdom in the council shown,

Malyavn *, sage and faithful guide.

Thus to the monarch's speech replied:

'Long reigns the king in safe repose.

Unmoved by fear of vanquished foes,

Whose feet* by saving knowledge led

In justice's* path delight to tread:

Who knows to sheath the sword or wield,

To sue for peace*, to strike or yield:

Prefers, when foes are stronger, peace,

And bids a doubtful conflict cease.

Now, King, the choice before thee lies,

Make peace with Rma, and be wise.

This day the captive queen restore

Who brings the foe to Lank's shore.

The Sire by whom the worlds are swayed

Of yore the Gods and demons made.

With these Injustice sided; those

Fair Justice for her champions chose.

Still Justice dwells with Gods above;

Injustice, fiends and giants love.

Thou, through the worlds that fear thee, long

Hast scorned the right and loved the wrong,

And Justice, with thy foes allied,

Gives might resistless to their side.

Thou, guided by thy wicked will,

Hast found delight in deeds of ill,

And sages in their holy rest*

Have trembled, by thy power oppressed.

But they, who check each vain desire,

Are clothed with might which burns like fire.

In them the power and glory live

Which zeal and saintly fervour give.

Their constant task, their sole delight

Is worship and each holy rite,

To chant aloud the Veda hymn,

Nor let the sacred fire grow dim.

Now through the air like thunder ring

The echoes of the chants they sing.

The vapours of their incense rise

And, veil with cloudy pall the skies,

And Rkshas might grows weak and faint

Killed by the power of sage and saint.

By Brahm's boon thy life was screened

From God, Gandharva, Yaksha *, fiend;

But Vnars, men and bears* arrayed

Against thee now, thy shores invade.

Red meteors, heralds of despair

Flash* frequent through the humid* air,

Foretelling to my troubled mind

The ruin of the Rkshas kind

With awful thundering overhead

Clouds black as night are densely spread,

And oozing* from the gloomy pall

Great drops of blood on Lank fall

Dogs roam through house and shrine to steal

The sacred oil * and curd and meal.

Cats pair with tigers*, hounds with swine,

And asses' foals are born of kine.

In these and countless signs I trace

The ruin of the giant race,

'Tis Vishnu's self who comes to storm

Thy city, clothed in Rma's form;

For, well I ween, no mortal hand

The ocean with a bridge has spanned.

O giant King, the dame release,

And sue to Raghu's son for peace'

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