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H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.2](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.2) eladhāne nadīṃ tīrtvā prāpya cāparaparpaṭān śilām ākurvatīṃ tīrtvā āgneyaṃ śalyakartanam > Then Bharat's face was eastward bent > As from the royal town he went. > He reached Sudámá's farther side, > And glorious, gazed upon the tide; > Passed Hládiní, and saw her toss > Her westering billows hard to cross. > Then old Ikshváku's famous son > O'er S'atadrú his passage won, > Near Ailadhána on the strand, > And came to Aparparyat's land. > O'er S'ilás flood he hurried fast, > Akurvatí's fair stream he passed, > Crossed o'er A'gneya's rapid rill, > And S'alyakartan onward still. > S'ilávahá's swift stream he eyed, > True to his vows and purified. > Then crossed the lofty hills, and stood > In Chaitraratha's mighty wood. > He reached the confluence where meet > Sarasvatí and Gangá fleet, > And through Bhárunda forest, spread > Northward of Víramatsya, sped. > He sought Kalinda's child, who fills > The soul with joy, begirt by hills, > Reached Yamuná and passing o'er, > Rested his army on the shore: > He gave his horses food and rest, > Bathed reeking limb and drooping crest. > They drank their fill and bathed them there, > And water for their journey bare. > Thence through a mighty wood he sped > All wild and uninhabited, > As in fair chariot through the skies, > Most fair in shape a Storm-God flies. > At Ans'udhána Gangá, hard > To cross, his onward journey barred, > So turning quickly thence he came > To Prágvat's city dear to fame. > There having gained the farther side > To Kutikoshtiká he hied: > The stream he crossed, and onward then > To Dharmavardhan brought his men. > Thence, leaving Toran on the north. > To Jambuprastha journeyed forth. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.3](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.3) satyasaṃdhaḥ śuciḥ śrīmān prekṣamāṇaḥ śilāvahām atyayāt sa mahāśailān vanaṃ caitrarathaṃ prati > Then Bharat's face was eastward bent > As from the royal town he went. > He reached Sudámá's farther side, > And glorious, gazed upon the tide; > Passed Hládiní, and saw her toss > Her westering billows hard to cross. > Then old Ikshváku's famous son > O'er S'atadrú his passage won, > Near Ailadhána on the strand, > And came to Aparparyat's land. > O'er S'ilás flood he hurried fast, > Akurvatí's fair stream he passed, > Crossed o'er A'gneya's rapid rill, > And S'alyakartan onward still. > S'ilávahá's swift stream he eyed, > True to his vows and purified. > Then crossed the lofty hills, and stood > In Chaitraratha's mighty wood. > He reached the confluence where meet > Sarasvatí and Gangá fleet, > And through Bhárunda forest, spread > Northward of Víramatsya, sped. > He sought Kalinda's child, who fills > The soul with joy, begirt by hills, > Reached Yamuná and passing o'er, > Rested his army on the shore: > He gave his horses food and rest, > Bathed reeking limb and drooping crest. > They drank their fill and bathed them there, > And water for their journey bare. > Thence through a mighty wood he sped > All wild and uninhabited, > As in fair chariot through the skies, > Most fair in shape a Storm-God flies. > At Ans'udhána Gangá, hard > To cross, his onward journey barred, > So turning quickly thence he came > To Prágvat's city dear to fame. > There having gained the farther side > To Kutikoshtiká he hied: > The stream he crossed, and onward then > To Dharmavardhan brought his men. > Thence, leaving Toran on the north. > To Jambuprastha journeyed forth. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.4](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.4) veginīṃ ca kuliṅgākhyāṃ hrādinīṃ parvatāvṛtām yamunāṃ prāpya saṃtīrṇo balam āśvāsayat tadā > Then Bharat's face was eastward bent > As from the royal town he went. > He reached Sudámá's farther side, > And glorious, gazed upon the tide; > Passed Hládiní, and saw her toss > Her westering billows hard to cross. > Then old Ikshváku's famous son > O'er S'atadrú his passage won, > Near Ailadhána on the strand, > And came to Aparparyat's land. > O'er S'ilás flood he hurried fast, > Akurvatí's fair stream he passed, > Crossed o'er A'gneya's rapid rill, > And S'alyakartan onward still. > S'ilávahá's swift stream he eyed, > True to his vows and purified. > Then crossed the lofty hills, and stood > In Chaitraratha's mighty wood. > He reached the confluence where meet > Sarasvatí and Gangá fleet, > And through Bhárunda forest, spread > Northward of Víramatsya, sped. > He sought Kalinda's child, who fills > The soul with joy, begirt by hills, > Reached Yamuná and passing o'er, > Rested his army on the shore: > He gave his horses food and rest, > Bathed reeking limb and drooping crest. > They drank their fill and bathed them there, > And water for their journey bare. > Thence through a mighty wood he sped > All wild and uninhabited, > As in fair chariot through the skies, > Most fair in shape a Storm-God flies. > At Ans'udhána Gangá, hard > To cross, his onward journey barred, > So turning quickly thence he came > To Prágvat's city dear to fame. > There having gained the farther side > To Kutikoshtiká he hied: > The stream he crossed, and onward then > To Dharmavardhan brought his men. > Thence, leaving Toran on the north. > To Jambuprastha journeyed forth. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.5](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.5) śītīkṛtya tu gātrāṇi klāntān āśvāsya vājinaḥ tatra snātvā ca pītvā ca prāyād ādāya codakam > Then Bharat's face was eastward bent > As from the royal town he went. > He reached Sudámá's farther side, > And glorious, gazed upon the tide; > Passed Hládiní, and saw her toss > Her westering billows hard to cross. > Then old Ikshváku's famous son > O'er S'atadrú his passage won, > Near Ailadhána on the strand, > And came to Aparparyat's land. > O'er S'ilás flood he hurried fast, > Akurvatí's fair stream he passed, > Crossed o'er A'gneya's rapid rill, > And S'alyakartan onward still. > S'ilávahá's swift stream he eyed, > True to his vows and purified. > Then crossed the lofty hills, and stood > In Chaitraratha's mighty wood. > He reached the confluence where meet > Sarasvatí and Gangá fleet, > And through Bhárunda forest, spread > Northward of Víramatsya, sped. > He sought Kalinda's child, who fills > The soul with joy, begirt by hills, > Reached Yamuná and passing o'er, > Rested his army on the shore: > He gave his horses food and rest, > Bathed reeking limb and drooping crest. > They drank their fill and bathed them there, > And water for their journey bare. > Thence through a mighty wood he sped > All wild and uninhabited, > As in fair chariot through the skies, > Most fair in shape a Storm-God flies. > At Ans'udhána Gangá, hard > To cross, his onward journey barred, > So turning quickly thence he came > To Prágvat's city dear to fame. > There having gained the farther side > To Kutikoshtiká he hied: > The stream he crossed, and onward then > To Dharmavardhan brought his men. > Thence, leaving Toran on the north. > To Jambuprastha journeyed forth. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.6](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.6) rājaputro mahāraṇyam anabhīkṣṇopasevitam bhadro bhadreṇa yānena mārutaḥ kham ivātyayāt > Then Bharat's face was eastward bent > As from the royal town he went. > He reached Sudámá's farther side, > And glorious, gazed upon the tide; > Passed Hládiní, and saw her toss > Her westering billows hard to cross. > Then old Ikshváku's famous son > O'er S'atadrú his passage won, > Near Ailadhána on the strand, > And came to Aparparyat's land. > O'er S'ilás flood he hurried fast, > Akurvatí's fair stream he passed, > Crossed o'er A'gneya's rapid rill, > And S'alyakartan onward still. > S'ilávahá's swift stream he eyed, > True to his vows and purified. > Then crossed the lofty hills, and stood > In Chaitraratha's mighty wood. > He reached the confluence where meet > Sarasvatí and Gangá fleet, > And through Bhárunda forest, spread > Northward of Víramatsya, sped. > He sought Kalinda's child, who fills > The soul with joy, begirt by hills, > Reached Yamuná and passing o'er, > Rested his army on the shore: > He gave his horses food and rest, > Bathed reeking limb and drooping crest. > They drank their fill and bathed them there, > And water for their journey bare. > Thence through a mighty wood he sped > All wild and uninhabited, > As in fair chariot through the skies, > Most fair in shape a Storm-God flies. > At Ans'udhána Gangá, hard > To cross, his onward journey barred, > So turning quickly thence he came > To Prágvat's city dear to fame. > There having gained the farther side > To Kutikoshtiká he hied: > The stream he crossed, and onward then > To Dharmavardhan brought his men. > Thence, leaving Toran on the north. > To Jambuprastha journeyed forth. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.7](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.7) toraṇaṃ dakṣiṇārdhena jambūprastham upāgamat varūthaṃ ca yayau ramyaṃ grāmaṃ daśarathātmajaḥ > Then Bharat's face was eastward bent > As from the royal town he went. > He reached Sudámá's farther side, > And glorious, gazed upon the tide; > Passed Hládiní, and saw her toss > Her westering billows hard to cross. > Then old Ikshváku's famous son > O'er S'atadrú his passage won, > Near Ailadhána on the strand, > And came to Aparparyat's land. > O'er S'ilás flood he hurried fast, > Akurvatí's fair stream he passed, > Crossed o'er A'gneya's rapid rill, > And S'alyakartan onward still. > S'ilávahá's swift stream he eyed, > True to his vows and purified. > Then crossed the lofty hills, and stood > In Chaitraratha's mighty wood. > He reached the confluence where meet > Sarasvatí and Gangá fleet, > And through Bhárunda forest, spread > Northward of Víramatsya, sped. > He sought Kalinda's child, who fills > The soul with joy, begirt by hills, > Reached Yamuná and passing o'er, > Rested his army on the shore: > He gave his horses food and rest, > Bathed reeking limb and drooping crest. > They drank their fill and bathed them there, > And water for their journey bare. > Thence through a mighty wood he sped > All wild and uninhabited, > As in fair chariot through the skies, > Most fair in shape a Storm-God flies. > At Ans'udhána Gangá, hard > To cross, his onward journey barred, > So turning quickly thence he came > To Prágvat's city dear to fame. > There having gained the farther side > To Kutikoshtiká he hied: > The stream he crossed, and onward then > To Dharmavardhan brought his men. > Thence, leaving Toran on the north. > To Jambuprastha journeyed forth. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.8](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.8) tatra ramye vane vāsaṃ kṛtvāsau prāṅmukho yayau udyānam ujjihānāyāḥ priyakā yatra pādapāḥ > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.9](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.9) sālāṃs tu priyakān prāpya śīghrān āsthāya vājinaḥ anujñāpyātha bharato vāhinīṃ tvarito yayau > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.10](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.10) vāsaṃ kṛtvā sarvatīrthe tīrtvā cottānakāṃ nadīm anyā nadīś ca vividhāḥ pārvatīyais turaṃgamaiḥ > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.11](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.11) hastipṛṣṭhakam āsādya kuṭikām atyavartata tatāra ca naravyāghro lauhitye sa kapīvatīm ekasāle sthāṇumatīṃ vinate gomatīṃ nadīm > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.12](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.12) kaliṅga nagare cāpi prāpya sālavanaṃ tadā bharataḥ kṣipram āgacchat supariśrāntavāhanaḥ > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.13](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.13) vanaṃ ca samatītyāśu śarvaryām aruṇodaye ayodhyāṃ manunā rājñā nirmitāṃ sa dadarśa ha > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.14](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.14) tāṃ purīṃ puruṣavyāghraḥ saptarātroṣiṭaḥ pathi ayodhyām agrato dṛṣṭvā rathe sārathim abravīt > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.15](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.15) eṣā nātipratītā me puṇyodyānā yaśasvinī ayodhyā dṛśyate dūrāt sārathe pāṇḍumṛttikā > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.16](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.16) yajvabhir guṇasaṃpannair brāhmaṇair vedapāragaiḥ bhūyiṣṭham ṛddhair ākīrṇā rājarṣivarapālitā > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.17](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.17) ayodhyāyāṃ purāśabdaḥ śrūyate tumulo mahān samantān naranārīṇāṃ tam adya na śṛṇomy aham > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.18](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.18) udyānāni hi sāyāhne krīḍitvoparatair naraiḥ samantād vipradhāvadbhiḥ prakāśante mamānyadā > The brilliant gardens, where we heard > The wild note of each rapturous bird. > Where men and women loved to meet, > In pleasant shades, for pastime sweet,-- > These to my eyes this day appear > Joyless, and desolate, and drear; > Each tree that graced the garden grieves, > And every path is spread with leaves. > The merry cry of bird and beast, > That spake aloud their joy has ceased: > Still is the long melodious note > That charmed us from each warbling throat, > Why blows the blessed air no more, > The incense-breathing air that bore > Its sweet incomparable scent > Of sandal and of aloe blent? > Why are the drum and tabour mute? > Why is the music of the lute > That woke responsive to the quill, > Loved by the happy, hushed and still? > My boding spirit gathers hence > Dire sins of awful consequence, > And omens, crowding on my sight, > Weigh down my soul with wild affright > Scarce shall I find my friends who dwell > Here in Ayodhyá safe and well: > For surely not without a cause > This crushing dread my soul o'erawes. > Heart sick, dejected, every sense > Confused by terror's influence, > On to the town he quickly swept > Which King Ikshváku's children kept. > He passed through Vaijayanta's gate, > With weary steeds, disconsolate. > And all who near their station held, > His escort. crying Victory, swelled, > With heart distracted still he bowed > Farewell to all the following crowd, > Turned to the driver and began > To question thus the weary man:. > 'Why was I brought, O free from blame, > So fast, unknown for what I came? > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.19](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.19) tāny adyānurudantīva parityaktāni kāmibhiḥ araṇyabhūteva purī sārathe pratibhāti me > The brilliant gardens, where we heard > The wild note of each rapturous bird. > Where men and women loved to meet, > In pleasant shades, for pastime sweet,-- > These to my eyes this day appear > Joyless, and desolate, and drear; > Each tree that graced the garden grieves, > And every path is spread with leaves. > The merry cry of bird and beast, > That spake aloud their joy has ceased: > Still is the long melodious note > That charmed us from each warbling throat, > Why blows the blessed air no more, > The incense-breathing air that bore > Its sweet incomparable scent > Of sandal and of aloe blent? > Why are the drum and tabour mute? > Why is the music of the lute > That woke responsive to the quill, > Loved by the happy, hushed and still? > My boding spirit gathers hence > Dire sins of awful consequence, > And omens, crowding on my sight, > Weigh down my soul with wild affright > Scarce shall I find my friends who dwell > Here in Ayodhyá safe and well: > For surely not without a cause > This crushing dread my soul o'erawes. > Heart sick, dejected, every sense > Confused by terror's influence, > On to the town he quickly swept > Which King Ikshváku's children kept. > He passed through Vaijayanta's gate, > With weary steeds, disconsolate. > And all who near their station held, > His escort. crying Victory, swelled, > With heart distracted still he bowed > Farewell to all the following crowd, > Turned to the driver and began > To question thus the weary man:. > 'Why was I brought, O free from blame, > So fast, unknown for what I came? > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.20](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.20) na hy atra yānair dṛśyante na gajair na ca vājibhiḥ niryānto vābhiyānto vā naramukhyā yathāpuram > The brilliant gardens, where we heard > The wild note of each rapturous bird. > Where men and women loved to meet, > In pleasant shades, for pastime sweet,-- > These to my eyes this day appear > Joyless, and desolate, and drear; > Each tree that graced the garden grieves, > And every path is spread with leaves. > The merry cry of bird and beast, > That spake aloud their joy has ceased: > Still is the long melodious note > That charmed us from each warbling throat, > Why blows the blessed air no more, > The incense-breathing air that bore > Its sweet incomparable scent > Of sandal and of aloe blent? > Why are the drum and tabour mute? > Why is the music of the lute > That woke responsive to the quill, > Loved by the happy, hushed and still? > My boding spirit gathers hence > Dire sins of awful consequence, > And omens, crowding on my sight, > Weigh down my soul with wild affright > Scarce shall I find my friends who dwell > Here in Ayodhyá safe and well: > For surely not without a cause > This crushing dread my soul o'erawes. > Heart sick, dejected, every sense > Confused by terror's influence, > On to the town he quickly swept > Which King Ikshváku's children kept. > He passed through Vaijayanta's gate, > With weary steeds, disconsolate. > And all who near their station held, > His escort. crying Victory, swelled, > With heart distracted still he bowed > Farewell to all the following crowd, > Turned to the driver and began > To question thus the weary man:. > 'Why was I brought, O free from blame, > So fast, unknown for what I came? > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse > Then onward to a pleasant grove > By fair Varúha's town he drove, > And when a while he there had stayed, > Went eastward from the friendly shade. > Eastward of Ujjiháná where > The Priyak trees are tall and fair, > He passed, and rested there each steed > Kxhausted with the journey's speed. > There orders to his men addressed, > With quickened pace he onward pressed, > A while at Sarvatirtha spent, > Then o'er Uttániká he went. > O'er many a stream beside he sped > With coursers on the mountains bred, > And passing Hastiprishthak, took > The road o'er Kutikás fair brook. > Then, at Lohitya's village, he > Crossed o'er the swift Kapívatí, > Then passed, where Ekas'ála stands, > The Sthánumatís flood and sands, > And Gomatí of fair renown > By Vinata's delightful town. > When to Kalinga near he drew, > A wood of Sal trees charmed the view; > That passed, the sun began to rise, > And Bharat saw with happy eyes, > Ayodhá's city, built and planned > By ancient Manu's royal hand, > Seven nights upon the road had passed, > And when he saw the town at last > Before him in her beauty spread, > Thus Bharat to the driver said: > 'This glorious city from afar, > Wherein pure groves and gardens are, > Seems to my eager eyes to-day > A lifeless pile of yellow clay. > Through all her streets where erst a throng > Of men and women streamed along, > Uprose the multitudinous roar: > To-day I hear that sound no more. > No longer do mine eyes behold > The leading people, as of old, > On elephants, cars, horses, go > Abroad and homeward, to and fro. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.21](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.21) aniṣṭāni ca pāpāni paśyāmi vividhāni ca nimittāny amanojñāni tena sīdati te manaḥ > The brilliant gardens, where we heard > The wild note of each rapturous bird. > Where men and women loved to meet, > In pleasant shades, for pastime sweet,-- > These to my eyes this day appear > Joyless, and desolate, and drear; > Each tree that graced the garden grieves, > And every path is spread with leaves. > The merry cry of bird and beast, > That spake aloud their joy has ceased: > Still is the long melodious note > That charmed us from each warbling throat, > Why blows the blessed air no more, > The incense-breathing air that bore > Its sweet incomparable scent > Of sandal and of aloe blent? > Why are the drum and tabour mute? > Why is the music of the lute > That woke responsive to the quill, > Loved by the happy, hushed and still? > My boding spirit gathers hence > Dire sins of awful consequence, > And omens, crowding on my sight, > Weigh down my soul with wild affright > Scarce shall I find my friends who dwell > Here in Ayodhyá safe and well: > For surely not without a cause > This crushing dread my soul o'erawes. > Heart sick, dejected, every sense > Confused by terror's influence, > On to the town he quickly swept > Which King Ikshváku's children kept. > He passed through Vaijayanta's gate, > With weary steeds, disconsolate. > And all who near their station held, > His escort. crying Victory, swelled, > With heart distracted still he bowed > Farewell to all the following crowd, > Turned to the driver and began > To question thus the weary man:. > 'Why was I brought, O free from blame, > So fast, unknown for what I came? > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.22](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.22) dvāreṇa vaijayantena prāviśac chrāntavāhanaḥ dvāḥsthair utthāya vijayaṃ pṛṣṭas taiḥ sahito yayau > The brilliant gardens, where we heard > The wild note of each rapturous bird. > Where men and women loved to meet, > In pleasant shades, for pastime sweet,-- > These to my eyes this day appear > Joyless, and desolate, and drear; > Each tree that graced the garden grieves, > And every path is spread with leaves. > The merry cry of bird and beast, > That spake aloud their joy has ceased: > Still is the long melodious note > That charmed us from each warbling throat, > Why blows the blessed air no more, > The incense-breathing air that bore > Its sweet incomparable scent > Of sandal and of aloe blent? > Why are the drum and tabour mute? > Why is the music of the lute > That woke responsive to the quill, > Loved by the happy, hushed and still? > My boding spirit gathers hence > Dire sins of awful consequence, > And omens, crowding on my sight, > Weigh down my soul with wild affright > Scarce shall I find my friends who dwell > Here in Ayodhyá safe and well: > For surely not without a cause > This crushing dread my soul o'erawes. > Heart sick, dejected, every sense > Confused by terror's influence, > On to the town he quickly swept > Which King Ikshváku's children kept. > He passed through Vaijayanta's gate, > With weary steeds, disconsolate. > And all who near their station held, > His escort. crying Victory, swelled, > With heart distracted still he bowed > Farewell to all the following crowd, > Turned to the driver and began > To question thus the weary man:. > 'Why was I brought, O free from blame, > So fast, unknown for what I came? > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.23](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.23) sa tv anekāgrahṛdayo dvāḥsthaṃ pratyarcya taṃ janam sūtam aśvapateḥ klāntam abravīt tatra rāghavaḥ > The brilliant gardens, where we heard > The wild note of each rapturous bird. > Where men and women loved to meet, > In pleasant shades, for pastime sweet,-- > These to my eyes this day appear > Joyless, and desolate, and drear; > Each tree that graced the garden grieves, > And every path is spread with leaves. > The merry cry of bird and beast, > That spake aloud their joy has ceased: > Still is the long melodious note > That charmed us from each warbling throat, > Why blows the blessed air no more, > The incense-breathing air that bore > Its sweet incomparable scent > Of sandal and of aloe blent? > Why are the drum and tabour mute? > Why is the music of the lute > That woke responsive to the quill, > Loved by the happy, hushed and still? > My boding spirit gathers hence > Dire sins of awful consequence, > And omens, crowding on my sight, > Weigh down my soul with wild affright > Scarce shall I find my friends who dwell > Here in Ayodhyá safe and well: > For surely not without a cause > This crushing dread my soul o'erawes. > Heart sick, dejected, every sense > Confused by terror's influence, > On to the town he quickly swept > Which King Ikshváku's children kept. > He passed through Vaijayanta's gate, > With weary steeds, disconsolate. > And all who near their station held, > His escort. crying Victory, swelled, > With heart distracted still he bowed > Farewell to all the following crowd, > Turned to the driver and began > To question thus the weary man:. > 'Why was I brought, O free from blame, > So fast, unknown for what I came? > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.24](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.24) śrutā no yādṛśāḥ pūrvaṃ nṛpatīnāṃ vināśane ākārās tān ahaṃ sarvān iha paśyāmi sārathe > Yet fear of ill my heart appals, > And all my wonted courage falls. > For I have heard in days gone by > The changes seen when monarchs die; > And all those signs. O charioteer, > I see today surround me here: > Each kinsman's house looks dark and grim, > No hand delights to keep it trim: > The beauty vanished. and the pride, > The doors, unkept, stand open wide. > No morning rites are offered there, > No grateful incense loads the air, > And all therein, with brows o'ercast, > Sit joyless on the ground and fast. > Their lovely chaplets dry and dead, > Their courts unswept, with dust o'erspread, > The temples of the Gods to-day > No more look beautiful and gay. > Neglected stands each holy shrine, > Each image of a Lord divine. > No shop where flowery wreaths are sold > Is bright and busy as of old. > The women and the men I mark > Absorbed in fancies dull and dark, > Their gloomy eyes with tears bedewed, > A poor afflicted multitude.' > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.25](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.25) malinaṃ cāśrupūrṇākṣaṃ dīnaṃ dhyānaparaṃ kṛśam sastrī puṃsaṃ ca paśyāmi janam utkaṇṭhitaṃ pure > Yet fear of ill my heart appals, > And all my wonted courage falls. > For I have heard in days gone by > The changes seen when monarchs die; > And all those signs. O charioteer, > I see today surround me here: > Each kinsman's house looks dark and grim, > No hand delights to keep it trim: > The beauty vanished. and the pride, > The doors, unkept, stand open wide. > No morning rites are offered there, > No grateful incense loads the air, > And all therein, with brows o'ercast, > Sit joyless on the ground and fast. > Their lovely chaplets dry and dead, > Their courts unswept, with dust o'erspread, > The temples of the Gods to-day > No more look beautiful and gay. > Neglected stands each holy shrine, > Each image of a Lord divine. > No shop where flowery wreaths are sold > Is bright and busy as of old. > The women and the men I mark > Absorbed in fancies dull and dark, > Their gloomy eyes with tears bedewed, > A poor afflicted multitude.' > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.26](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.26) ity evam uktvā bharataḥ sūtaṃ taṃ dīnamānasaḥ tāny aniṣṭāny ayodhyāyāṃ prekṣya rājagṛhaṃ yayau > His mind oppressed with woe and dread, > Thus Bharat to his driver said, > Viewed the dire signs Ayodhyá showed, > And onward to the palace rode. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.27](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.27) tāṃ śūnyaśṛṅgāṭakaveśmarathyāṃ rajo'ruṇadvārakapāṭayantrām dṛṣṭvā purīm indrapurī prakāśāṃ duḥkhena saṃpūrṇataro babhūva > His mind oppressed with woe and dread, > Thus Bharat to his driver said, > Viewed the dire signs Ayodhyá showed, > And onward to the palace rode. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ### [2.65.28](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65.28) bahūni paśyan manaso 'priyāṇi yāny annyadā nāsya pure babhūvuḥ avākśirā dīnamanā nahṛṣṭaḥ pitur mahātmā praviveśa veśma > His mind oppressed with woe and dread, > Thus Bharat to his driver said, > Viewed the dire signs Ayodhyá showed, > And onward to the palace rode. > — Ralph T. H. Griffith 1870, The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse ## Translations (1) - [The Rámáyan of Válmíki, translated into English verse](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki~en-griffith.2.71.p1.1) — 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.2.65.1) — Sanskrit - [Southern recension](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki*southern.2.65.1) — Sanskrit ## Linked texts (1) - [Āryacarita](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.short_stories.aryacarita.120.175) — Sanskrit --- Source: [https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65](https://indike.org/pramana/in.lit.ramayana.valmiki.2.65) · Pramāṇa