{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/rama/ry027.htm","path":"hin/rama/ry027.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/rama/ry027.htm","text":"Soon as appeared the morning light\n Up rose the mighty anchorite,\n And thus to youthful R\u00e1ma said,\n Who lay upon his leafy bed:\n 'High fate is hers who calls thee son:\n \u00a0\u00a0 Arise,'tis break of day;\n Rise, Chief, and let those rites be done\n \u00a0\u00a0 Due at the morning's ray.'\u00a01\n At that great sage's high behest\n \u00a0\u00a0 Up sprang the princely pair,\n To bathing rites themselves addressed,\n \u00a0\u00a0 And breathed the holiest prayer.\n Their morning task completed, they\n \u00a0\u00a0 To Vis'v\u00e1mitra came\n \n \n \n That store of holy works, to pay\n \u00a0\u00a0 The worship saints may claim.\n Then to the hallowed spot they went\n \u00a0\u00a0 Along fair Sarj\u00fa's side\n Where mix her waters confluent\n \u00a0\u00a0 With three-pathed Gang\u00e1's tide. \u00a01b\n There was a sacred hermitage\n \u00a0\u00a0 Where saints devout of mind\n Their lives through many a lengthened age\n \u00a0\u00a0 To penance had resigned.\n That pure abode the princes eyed\n \u00a0\u00a0 With unrestrained delight,\n And thus unto the saint they cried.\n \u00a0\u00a0 Rejoicing at the sight:\n 'Whose is that hermitage we see?\n \u00a0\u00a0 Who makes his dwelling there?\n Full of desire to hear are we:\n \u00a0\u00a0 O Saint, the truth declare.'\n The hermit smiling made reply\n \u00a0\u00a0 To the two boys' request:\n 'Hear, Rama, who in days gone by\n \u00a0\u00a0 This calm retreat possessed.\n Kandarpa in apparent form,\n \u00a0\u00a0 Called K\u00e1ma \u00a02b by the wise,\n Dared Um\u00e1's \u00a03b new-wed lord to storm\n \u00a0\u00a0 And make the God his prize.\n 'Gainst Sth\u00e1nu's \u00a04b self, on rites austere\n \u00a0\u00a0 And vows intent, \u00a05b they say,\n His bold rash hand be dared to rear,\n \u00a0\u00a0 Though Sth\u00e1nu cried, Away!\n But the God's eye with scornful glare\n \u00a0\u00a0 Fell terrible on him.\n Dissolved the shape that was so fair\n \n \n \n \u00a0\u00a0 And burnt up every limb.\n Since the great God's terrific rage\n \u00a0\u00a0 Destroyed his form and frame,\n K\u00e1ma in each succeeding age\n \u00a0\u00a0 Has borne Ananga's \u00a01 name.\n So, where his lovely form decayed,\n \u00a0\u00a0 This land is Anga styled:\n Sacred to him of old this shade,\n \u00a0\u00a0 And hermits undefiled.\n Here Scripture-talking elders sway\n \u00a0\u00a0 Each sense with firm control,\n And penance-rites have washed away\n \u00a0\u00a0 All sin from every soul.\n One night, fair boy, we here will spend,\n \u00a0\u00a0 A pure stream on each hand,\n And with to-morrow's light will bend\n \u00a0\u00a0 Our steps to yonder strand.\n Here let us bathe, and free from stain\n \u00a0\u00a0 To that pure grove repair,\n Sacred to K\u00e1ma, and remain\n \u00a0\u00a0 One night in comfort there.'\n With penance' far-discerning eye\n \u00a0\u00a0 The saintly men beheld\n Their coming, and with transport high\n \u00a0\u00a0 Each holy bosom swelled.\n To Kus'ik's son the gift they gave\n \u00a0\u00a0 That honoured guest should greet,\n Water they brought his feet to lave,\n \u00a0\u00a0 And showed him honor meet.\n R\u00e1ma, and Lakshman next obtained\n \u00a0\u00a0 In due degree their share.\n Then with sweet talk the guests remained,\n \u00a0\u00a0 And charmed each listener there.\n The evening prayers were duly said\n \u00a0\u00a0 With voices calm and low:\n Then on the ground each laid his head\n \u00a0\u00a0 And slept till morning's glow.\n \n \n \n \n \n37:1 'At the rising of the sun as well as at noon certain observances, invocations, and prayers were prescribed which might under no circumstances be omitted. One of these observances was the recitation of the S\u00e1vitri, a Vedic hymn to the Sun of wonderful beauty.' GORBESIO.\n37:1b Tripathaga, Three-path-go, flowing in heaven, on earth, and under the earth. See Canto XLV\n37:2b Tennyson's ' Indian Cama,' the God of Love, known also by many other names.\n37:3b Uma, or Parvati, was daughter of Him\u00e1laya, Monarch of mountains, and wife of S'iva. See K\u00e1lid\u00e1sa's Kum\u00e1ra Sambhava, or Birth of the War-God.\n37:4b Sth\u00e1nu, The Unmoving one, a name of S'iva.\n37:5b The practice of austerities, voluntary tortures, and mortifications was anciently universal in India, and was held by the Indians to be of immense efficacy. Hence they mortified themselves to expiate sins, to acquire merits, and to obtain superhuman gifts and powers; the Gods themselves sometimes exercised themselves in such austerities, either to raise themselves to greater power and grandeur, or to counteract the austerities of man which threatened to prevail over them and to deprive them of heaven.... Such austerities were called in India tapas (burning ardour, fervent devotion) and he who practised them tapasvin.'GORRESIO.","title":"BOOK I: Canto XXV.: The Hermitage of Love.","type":"page"}