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The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse

Canto XVII. Vibhishan's Flight.

Project Gutenberg EPUB3 edition Valmiki and Griffith, Ralph T. H. (Ralph Thomas Hotchkin)
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Soon as his bitter words were said,
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To Raghu's sons Vibhishaṇ fled.927
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Their eyes the Vánar leaders raised
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And on the air-borne Rákhshas gazed,
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Bright as a thunderbolt, in size
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Like Meru's peak that cleaves the skies.
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In gorgeous panoply arrayed
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Like Indra's self he stood displayed,
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And four attendants brave and bold
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Shone by their chief in mail and gold.
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Sugríva then with dark surmise
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Bent on their forms his wondering eyes,
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And thus in hasty words confessed
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The anxious doubt that moved his breast:
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“Look, look ye Vánars, and beware:
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That giant chief sublime in air
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With other four in bright array
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Comes armed to conquer and to slay.”
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Soon as his warning speech they heard,
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The Vánar chieftains undeterred
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Seized fragments of the rock and trees,
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And made reply in words like these:
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“We wait thy word: the order give,
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And these thy foes shall cease to live.
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Command us, mighty King, and all
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Lifeless upon the earth shall fall.”
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Meanwhile Vibhishaṇ with the four
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Stood high above the ocean shore.
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Sugríva and the chiefs he spied,
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And raised his mighty voice and cried:
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“From Rávaṇ, lord of giants, I
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His brother, named Vibhishaṇ, fly.
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From Janasthán he stole the child
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Of Janak by his art beguiled,
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And in his palace locked and barred
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Surrounds her with a Rákshas guard.
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I bade him, plied with varied lore,
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His hapless prisoner restore.
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But he, by Fate to ruin sent,
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No credence to my counsel lent,

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The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse, Project Gutenberg eBook #24869

Canto XVI. Rávan's Speech. Canto XVIII. Ráma's Speech.