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H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.2](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.2) samāgamya tu rājñā ca rājaputreṇa cārcitāḥ rājñaḥ pādau gṛhītvā tu tam ūcur bharataṃ vacaḥ > While thus he spoke, the envoys borne > On horses faint and travel-worn > Had gained the city fenced around > With a deep moat's protecting bound. > An audience of the king they gained, > And honours from the prince obtained; > The monarch's feet they humbly pressed, > To Bharat next these words addressed: > 'The household priest and peers by us > Send health to thee and greet thee thus: > Come to thy father's house with haste: > Thine absent time no longer waste. > Receive these vestures rich and rare, > These costly gems and jewels fair, > And to thy uncle here present > Each precious robe and ornament. > These for the king and him suffice-- > Two hundred millions is their price-- > These, worth a hundred millions, be > Reserved, O large-eyed Prince, for thee.' > Loving his frieuds with heart and soul, > The joyful prince received thie whole, > Due honour to the envoys paid, > And thus in turn his answer made: > 'Of Das'aratha tidings tell: > Is the old king my father well? > Is Ráma, and is Lakshman, he > Of the high-soul, from sickness free? > And she who walks where duty leads, > Kaus'alyá known for gracious deeds, > Mother of Ráma, loving spouse, > Bound to her lord by well kept vows? > And Lakshman's mother too, the dame > Sumitrá skilled in duty's claim, > Who brave S'atrughna also bore, > Second in age,--her health declare. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.3](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.3) purohitas tvā kuśalaṃ prāha sarve ca mantriṇaḥ tvaramāṇaś ca niryāhi kṛtyam ātyayikaṃ tvayā > While thus he spoke, the envoys borne > On horses faint and travel-worn > Had gained the city fenced around > With a deep moat's protecting bound. > An audience of the king they gained, > And honours from the prince obtained; > The monarch's feet they humbly pressed, > To Bharat next these words addressed: > 'The household priest and peers by us > Send health to thee and greet thee thus: > Come to thy father's house with haste: > Thine absent time no longer waste. > Receive these vestures rich and rare, > These costly gems and jewels fair, > And to thy uncle here present > Each precious robe and ornament. > These for the king and him suffice-- > Two hundred millions is their price-- > These, worth a hundred millions, be > Reserved, O large-eyed Prince, for thee.' > Loving his frieuds with heart and soul, > The joyful prince received thie whole, > Due honour to the envoys paid, > And thus in turn his answer made: > 'Of Das'aratha tidings tell: > Is the old king my father well? > Is Ráma, and is Lakshman, he > Of the high-soul, from sickness free? > And she who walks where duty leads, > Kaus'alyá known for gracious deeds, > Mother of Ráma, loving spouse, > Bound to her lord by well kept vows? > And Lakshman's mother too, the dame > Sumitrá skilled in duty's claim, > Who brave S'atrughna also bore, > Second in age,--her health declare. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.4](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.4) atra viṃśatikoṭyas tu nṛpater mātulasya te daśakoṭyas tu saṃpūrṇās tathaiva ca nṛpātmaja > While thus he spoke, the envoys borne > On horses faint and travel-worn > Had gained the city fenced around > With a deep moat's protecting bound. > An audience of the king they gained, > And honours from the prince obtained; > The monarch's feet they humbly pressed, > To Bharat next these words addressed: > 'The household priest and peers by us > Send health to thee and greet thee thus: > Come to thy father's house with haste: > Thine absent time no longer waste. > Receive these vestures rich and rare, > These costly gems and jewels fair, > And to thy uncle here present > Each precious robe and ornament. > These for the king and him suffice-- > Two hundred millions is their price-- > These, worth a hundred millions, be > Reserved, O large-eyed Prince, for thee.' > Loving his frieuds with heart and soul, > The joyful prince received thie whole, > Due honour to the envoys paid, > And thus in turn his answer made: > 'Of Das'aratha tidings tell: > Is the old king my father well? > Is Ráma, and is Lakshman, he > Of the high-soul, from sickness free? > And she who walks where duty leads, > Kaus'alyá known for gracious deeds, > Mother of Ráma, loving spouse, > Bound to her lord by well kept vows? > And Lakshman's mother too, the dame > Sumitrá skilled in duty's claim, > Who brave S'atrughna also bore, > Second in age,--her health declare. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.5](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.5) pratigṛhya ca tat sarvaṃ svanuraktaḥ suhṛjjane dūtān uvāca bharataḥ kāmaiḥ saṃpratipūjya tān > While thus he spoke, the envoys borne > On horses faint and travel-worn > Had gained the city fenced around > With a deep moat's protecting bound. > An audience of the king they gained, > And honours from the prince obtained; > The monarch's feet they humbly pressed, > To Bharat next these words addressed: > 'The household priest and peers by us > Send health to thee and greet thee thus: > Come to thy father's house with haste: > Thine absent time no longer waste. > Receive these vestures rich and rare, > These costly gems and jewels fair, > And to thy uncle here present > Each precious robe and ornament. > These for the king and him suffice-- > Two hundred millions is their price-- > These, worth a hundred millions, be > Reserved, O large-eyed Prince, for thee.' > Loving his frieuds with heart and soul, > The joyful prince received thie whole, > Due honour to the envoys paid, > And thus in turn his answer made: > 'Of Das'aratha tidings tell: > Is the old king my father well? > Is Ráma, and is Lakshman, he > Of the high-soul, from sickness free? > And she who walks where duty leads, > Kaus'alyá known for gracious deeds, > Mother of Ráma, loving spouse, > Bound to her lord by well kept vows? > And Lakshman's mother too, the dame > Sumitrá skilled in duty's claim, > Who brave S'atrughna also bore, > Second in age,--her health declare. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.6](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.6) kaccit sukuśalī rājā pitā daśaratho mama kaccic cārāgatā rāme lakṣmaṇe vā mahātmani > While thus he spoke, the envoys borne > On horses faint and travel-worn > Had gained the city fenced around > With a deep moat's protecting bound. > An audience of the king they gained, > And honours from the prince obtained; > The monarch's feet they humbly pressed, > To Bharat next these words addressed: > 'The household priest and peers by us > Send health to thee and greet thee thus: > Come to thy father's house with haste: > Thine absent time no longer waste. > Receive these vestures rich and rare, > These costly gems and jewels fair, > And to thy uncle here present > Each precious robe and ornament. > These for the king and him suffice-- > Two hundred millions is their price-- > These, worth a hundred millions, be > Reserved, O large-eyed Prince, for thee.' > Loving his frieuds with heart and soul, > The joyful prince received thie whole, > Due honour to the envoys paid, > And thus in turn his answer made: > 'Of Das'aratha tidings tell: > Is the old king my father well? > Is Ráma, and is Lakshman, he > Of the high-soul, from sickness free? > And she who walks where duty leads, > Kaus'alyá known for gracious deeds, > Mother of Ráma, loving spouse, > Bound to her lord by well kept vows? > And Lakshman's mother too, the dame > Sumitrá skilled in duty's claim, > Who brave S'atrughna also bore, > Second in age,--her health declare. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.7](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.7) āryā ca dharmaniratā dharmajñā dharmadarśinī arogā cāpi kausalyā mātā rāmasya dhīmataḥ > While thus he spoke, the envoys borne > On horses faint and travel-worn > Had gained the city fenced around > With a deep moat's protecting bound. > An audience of the king they gained, > And honours from the prince obtained; > The monarch's feet they humbly pressed, > To Bharat next these words addressed: > 'The household priest and peers by us > Send health to thee and greet thee thus: > Come to thy father's house with haste: > Thine absent time no longer waste. > Receive these vestures rich and rare, > These costly gems and jewels fair, > And to thy uncle here present > Each precious robe and ornament. > These for the king and him suffice-- > Two hundred millions is their price-- > These, worth a hundred millions, be > Reserved, O large-eyed Prince, for thee.' > Loving his frieuds with heart and soul, > The joyful prince received thie whole, > Due honour to the envoys paid, > And thus in turn his answer made: > 'Of Das'aratha tidings tell: > Is the old king my father well? > Is Ráma, and is Lakshman, he > Of the high-soul, from sickness free? > And she who walks where duty leads, > Kaus'alyá known for gracious deeds, > Mother of Ráma, loving spouse, > Bound to her lord by well kept vows? > And Lakshman's mother too, the dame > Sumitrá skilled in duty's claim, > Who brave S'atrughna also bore, > Second in age,--her health declare. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.8](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.8) kaccit sumitrā dharmajñā jananī lakṣmaṇasya yā śatrughnasya ca vīrasya sārogā cāpi madhyamā > While thus he spoke, the envoys borne > On horses faint and travel-worn > Had gained the city fenced around > With a deep moat's protecting bound. > An audience of the king they gained, > And honours from the prince obtained; > The monarch's feet they humbly pressed, > To Bharat next these words addressed: > 'The household priest and peers by us > Send health to thee and greet thee thus: > Come to thy father's house with haste: > Thine absent time no longer waste. > Receive these vestures rich and rare, > These costly gems and jewels fair, > And to thy uncle here present > Each precious robe and ornament. > These for the king and him suffice-- > Two hundred millions is their price-- > These, worth a hundred millions, be > Reserved, O large-eyed Prince, for thee.' > Loving his frieuds with heart and soul, > The joyful prince received thie whole, > Due honour to the envoys paid, > And thus in turn his answer made: > 'Of Das'aratha tidings tell: > Is the old king my father well? > Is Ráma, and is Lakshman, he > Of the high-soul, from sickness free? > And she who walks where duty leads, > Kaus'alyá known for gracious deeds, > Mother of Ráma, loving spouse, > Bound to her lord by well kept vows? > And Lakshman's mother too, the dame > Sumitrá skilled in duty's claim, > Who brave S'atrughna also bore, > Second in age,--her health declare. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.9](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.9) ātmakāmā sadā caṇḍī krodhanā prājñamāninī arogā cāpi kaikeyī mātā me kim uvāca ha > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.10](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.10) evam uktās tu te dūtā bharatena mahātmanā ūcuḥ saṃpraśritaṃ vākyam idaṃ taṃ bharataṃ tadā kuśalās te naravyāghra yeṣāṃ kuśalam icchasi > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.11](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.11) bharataś cāpi tān dūtān evam ukto 'bhyabhāṣata āpṛcche 'haṃ mahārājaṃ dūtāḥ saṃtvarayanti mām > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.12](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.12) evam uktvā tu tān dūtān bharataḥ pārthivātmajaḥ dūtaiḥ saṃcodito vākyaṃ mātāmaham uvāca ha > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.13](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.13) rājan pitur gamiṣyāmi sakāśaṃ dūtacoditaḥ punar apy aham eṣyāmi yadā me tvaṃ smariṣyasi > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.14](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.14) bharatenaivam uktas tu nṛpo mātāmahas tadā tam uvāca śubhaṃ vākyaṃ śirasy āghrāya rāghavam > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.15](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.15) gaccha tātānujāne tvāṃ kaikeyī suprajās tvayā mātaraṃ kuśalaṃ brūyāḥ pitaraṃ ca paraṃtapa > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.16](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.16) purohitaṃ ca kuśalaṃ ye cānye dvijasattamāḥ tau ca tāta maheṣvāsau bhrātaru rāmalakṣmaṇau > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.17](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.17) tasmai hastyuttamāṃś citrān kambalān ajināni ca abhisatkṛtya kaikeyo bharatāya dhanaṃ dadau > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.18](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.18) rukma niṣkasahasre dve ṣoḍaśāśvaśatāni ca satkṛtya kaikeyī putraṃ kekayo dhanam ādiśat > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.19](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.19) tathāmātyān abhipretān viśvāsyāṃś ca guṇānvitān dadāv aśvapatiḥ śīghraṃ bharatāyānuyāyinaḥ > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.20](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.20) airāvatān aindraśirān nāgān vai priyadarśanān kharāñ śīghrān susaṃyuktān mātulo 'smai dhanaṃ dadau > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.64.21](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64.21) antaḥpure 'tisaṃvṛddhān vyāghravīryabalānvitān daṃṣṭrāyudhān mahākāyāñ śunaś copāyanaṃ dadau > And she, in self-conceit most sage, > With selfish heart most prone to rage, > My mother, fares she well? has she > Sent message or command to me?' > Thus Bharat spake, the mighty-souled, > And they in brief their tidings told: > 'All they of whom thou askest dwell, > O lion lord, secure and well: > Thine all the smiles of fortune are: > Make ready; let them yoke the car.' > Thus by the royal envoys pressed, > Bharat again the band addressed: > 'I go with you: no long delay, > A single hour I bid you stay.' > Thus Bharat, son of him who swayed > Ayodhyás realm, his answer made, > And then bespoke, his heart to please, > His mother's sire in words like these: > 'I go to see my father, King, > Urged by the envoys' summoning; > And when thy soul desires to see > Thy grandson, will return to thee.' > The king his grandsire kissed his head, > And in reply to Bharat said: > 'Go forth, dear child: how blest is she, > The mother of a son like thee! > Greet well thy sire, thy mother greet, > O thou whose arms the foe defeat; > The household priest, and all the rest > Amid the Twice-born chief and best; > And Ráma and brave Lakschman, who > Shoot the long shaft with aim so true.' > To him the king high honour showed, > And store of wealth and gifts bestowed, > The choicest elephants to ride, > And skins and blankets deftly dyed, > A thousand strings of golden beads, > And sixteen hundred mettled steeds: > And boundless wealth before him piled > Gave Kekaya to Kaikeyás child. > And men of counsel, good and tried, > On whose firm truth he aye relied, > King As'vapati gave with speed > Prince Bharat on his way to lead. > And noble elephants, strong and young, > From sires of Indras'ira sprung, > And others tall and fair to view > Of great Airávat's lineage true: > And well yoked asses fleet of limb > The prince his uncle gave to him. > And dogs within the palace bred, > Of body vast and massive head, > With mighty fangs for battle, brave, > The tiger's match in strength, he gave. > Yet Bharat's bosom hardly glowed > To see the wealth the king bestowed; > For he would speed that hour away, > Such care upon his bosom lay: > Those eager envoys urged him thence, > And that sad vision's influence. > He left hia court-yard, crowded then > With elephants and steeds and men, > And, peerless in immortal fame, > To the great royal street he came. > He saw, as farther still he went, > The inner rooms most excellent, > And passed the doors, to him unclosed, > Where check nor bar his way oppossd. > There Bharat stayed to bid adieu > To grandsire and to uncle too, > Then, with S'atrughna by his side, > Mounting his car, away he hied. > The strong-wheeled cars were yoked, and > they > More than a hundred, rolled away: > Servants, with horses, asses, kine, > Followed their lord in endless line. > So, guarded by his own right hand, > Forth high-souled Bharat hied, > Surrounded by a lordly band > On whom the king relied. > Beside him sat S'atrughna dear, > The scourge of trembling foes: > Thus from the light of Indra's sphere > A saint made perfect goes. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse _First 21 of 25 passages. [Read on](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64)_ ## Translations (1) - [The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki~en-griffith.2.70.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.2.64.1) — Sanskrit - [Southern recension](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki*southern.2.64.1) — Sanskrit ## Linked texts (2) - [Praśnamārga](https://indike.org/pramana/in.astro.kerala.keraliya.prasnamarga.31.58) — Nārāyaṇa of Iṭakkāṭ 1649, Sanskrit - [Āryacarita](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.short_stories.aryacarita.120.171) — Sanskrit --- Source: [https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.64) · Pramāṇa