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# The Rāmāyaṇa of Vālmīki 2.63.9

Vālmīkirāmāyaṇa 2.63.9

- **Language:** Sanskrit

### [2.63.9](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.63.9)

plavamānaś ca me dṛṣṭaḥ sa tasmin gomayahrade  
pibann añjalinā tailaṃ hasann iva muhur muhuḥ

> The night those messengers of state  
> Had past within the city's gate,  
> In dreams the slumbering Bharat saw  
> A sight that chilled his soul with awe.  
> The dream that dire events foretold  
> Left Bharat's heart with horror cold,  
> And with consuming woes distraught,  
> Upon his aged sire he thought.  
> His dear companions, swift to trace  
> The signs of anguish on his face,  
> Drew near, his sorrow to expel,  
> And pleasant tales began to tell.  
> Some woke sweet music's cheering sound,  
> And others danced in lively round.  
> With joke and jest they strove to raise  
> His spirits, quoting ancient plays;  
> But Bharat still, the lofty-souled,  
> Deaf to sweet tales his fellows told,  
> Unmoved by music, dance, and jest,  
> Sat silent, by his woe oppressed,  
> To him, begirt by comrades near,  
> Thus spoke the friend he held most dear:  
> 'Why ringed around by friends, art thou  
> So silent and so mournful now?'  
> 'Hear thou,' thus Bharat made reply,  
> 'What chills my heart and dims mine eye,  
> I dreamt I saw the king my sire  
> Sink headlong in a lake of mire  
> Down from a mountain high in air,  
> His body soiled, and loose his hair.  
> Upon the miry lake he seemed  
> To lie and welter, as I dreamed;  
> With hollowed hands full many a draught  
> Of oil he took, and loudly laughed.  
> With head cast down I saw him make  
> A meal on sesamum and cake;  
> The oil from every member dripped,  
> And in its clammy flood he dipped.  
> The ocean's bed was bare and dry,  
> The moon had fallen from the sky,  
> And all the world lay still and dead,  
> With whelming darkness overspread.  
> The earth was rent and opened wide,  
> The leafy trees were scorched, and died;  
> I saw the seated mountains split.  
> And wreaths of rising smoke emit.  
> The stately beast the monarch rode  
> His long tusks rent and splintered showed;  
> And flames that quenched and cold hadlain  
> Blazed forth with kindled light again.  
> I looked, and many a handsome dame,  
> Arrayed in brown and sable came  
> And bore about the monarch, dressed,  
> On iron stool, in sable vest.  
> And then the king, of virtuous mind,  
> A blood-red wreath around him twined,  
> Forth on an ass-drawn chariot sped,  
> As southward still he bent his head.  
> Then, crimson-clad, a dame appeared  
> Who at the monarch laughed and jeered;  
> And a she-monster, dire to view,  
> Her hand upon his body threw.  
> Such is the dream I dreamt by night,  
> Which chills me yet with wild affright:  
> Either the king or Ráma, I  
> Or Lakshman now must surely die.  
> For when an ass-drawn chariot seems  
> To bear away a man in dreams,  
> Be sure above his funeral pyre  
> The smoke soon rears its cloudy spire.  
> This makes my spirit low and weak.  
> My tongue is slow and both to speak:  
> My lips and throat are dry for dread,  
> And all my soul disquieted.  
> My lips, relaxed, can hardly speak,  
> And chilling dread has changed my cheek  
> I blame myself in aimless fears,  
> And still no cause of blame appears,  
> I dwell upon this dream of ill  
> Whose changing scenes I viewed,  
> And on the startling horror still  
> My troubled thoughts will brood.  
> Still to my soul these terrors cling,  
> Reluctant to depart,  
> And the strange vision of the king  
> Still weighs upon my heart.'  
> — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse

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## Translations (1)

- [The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki~en-griffith.2.69.p1) — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, English

## Other recensions (2)

- [Critical edition, Ayodhyā- and Araṇyakāṇḍa (revised e-text)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki*crit-revised.2.63.9) — Sanskrit
- [Southern recension](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki*southern.2.63.9) — Sanskrit

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