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# The Birth of Kumāra 2.37

Kumārasaṃbhava 2.37

- **Language:** Sanskrit

### [2.37](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava.2.37)

tasyopāyanayogyāni ratnāni saritāṃ patiḥ |  
kathamapyambhasāmantarā niṣpatteḥ pratīkṣate ||

> Then Indra turned his thousand glorious eyes.  
> Glancing like lilies when the soft wind sighs.  
> And in the Gods' behalf, their mighty Chief  
> Urged the Most Eloquent to tell their grief.  
> Then rose the Heavenly Teacher, by whose side  
> Dim seemed the glories of the Thousand-eyed,  
> And with his hands outspread, to Brahma spake.  
> Couched on his own dear flower, the daughter of the lake:—  
> "O mighty Being! surely thou dost know  
> The unceasing fury of our ruthless foe;  
> For thou dost see the secret thoughts that lie  
> Deep in the heart, yet open to thine eye;  
> The vengeful Tárak, in resistless might,  
> Like some dire Comet, gleaming wild affright,  
> O'er all the Worlds an evil influence sheds,  
> And, in thy favour strong, destruction spreads.  
> All bow before him;—on his palace wall  
> The Sun's first ray and parting splendour fall;  
> Ne'er could he waken with a lovelier glance  
> His own dear Lotus from her nightly trance;  
> For him, proud Fiend, the Moon no waning knows,  
> But with unminished full-orbed lustre glows.  
> He would not brook its crescent glory set  
> Amid the blaze of Siva's coronet.  
> How fair his garden, where the obedient breeze  
> Dares steal no blossom from the slumbering trees!  
> The wild wind checks his blustering pinions there.  
> And gently whispering, fans the balmy air;  
> While through the inverted year the Seasons pour,  
> To win the Demon's grace, their flowery store.  
> For him, the River-god beneath the stream,  
> Marks the young pearl increase its silver gleam.  
> Until, its beauty and its growth complete,  
> — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1853, The Birth of the War-God (cantos 1–7)

> He bears the offering to his master's feet.  
> The Serpents, led by Vásuki, their king,  
> Across his nightly path their lustre fling;  
> Bright as a torch, their flashing jewels blaze.  
> Nor wind, nor rain, can dim their dazzling rays.  
> E'en Indra, sovereign of the blissful skies,  
> To gain his love by flattering homage tries,  
> And sends him oft those flowers of wondrous hue  
> That on the Heavenly Tree in beauty grew;  
> Yet all these offerings brought from day to day—  
> This flattery—fail his ruthless hand to stay;  
> Earth, Hell, and Heaven, beneath his rage must groan,  
> Till force can hurl him from his evil throne.  
> Alas! where glowed the bright celestial bowers,  
> And gentle Fair Ones nursed the opening flowers,—  
> Where heavenly trees a heavenly odour shed,  
> O'er a sad desert ruin reigns instead.  
> He roots up Meru's sacred peaks, where stray  
> The fiery coursers of the God of Day,  
> To form bright slopes, and glittering mounds of ease,  
> In the broad gardens of his palaces.  
> There, on his couch, the mighty Lord is fanned  
> Into sweet slumber by a heavenly band—  
> Poor captive Nymphs, who stand in anguish by,  
> Drop the big tear, and heave the ceaseless sigh.  
> And now have Indra's elephants defiled  
> The sparkling stream where heavenly Ganga smiled,  
> And her gold Lotuses the Fiend has taken  
> To deck his pools, and left her all forsaken.  
> The Gods of Heaven no more delight to roam  
> O'er all the world, far from their glorious home;  
> They dread the Demon's impious might, nor dare  
> — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1853, The Birth of the War-God (cantos 1–7)

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## Translations (1)

- [The Birth of the War-God (cantos 1–7)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava~en-griffith.2.p3.p1) — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1853, English

## Commentaries (6)

- [Śiśuhitaiṣiṇī](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava!caritravardhana.2.37) — Cāritravardhana, Sanskrit
- [Kumāratātparya](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava!caritravardhanagani.2.37) — Cāritravardhanagaṇi, Sanskrit
- [Sañjīvanī](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava!mallinatha-sanjivani.2.37) — Mallinātha, Sanskrit
- [Sañjīvinī](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava!mallinatha) — Mallinātha Sūri, Sanskrit
- [Vivaraṇa of Nārāyaṇa Paṇḍita](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava!narayana-pandita) — Nārāyaṇa Paṇḍita, Sanskrit
- [Kumārasambhavaṭīkā Saṃjīvanī](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.kavya.mahakavya.saiva.kumarasambhava!sitarama) — Sītārāma, Sanskrit

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