{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/rama/ry163.htm","path":"hin/rama/ry163.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/rama/ry163.htm","text":"Thus tho Nishadas' king besought:\n The prince with spirit wisdom-fraught\n \n \n Replied in seemly words that blent\n Deep matter with the argument:\n 'Thou, friend of him whom I revere,\n With honours high hast met me here,\n For thou alone wouldst entertain\n Aud feed to-day so vast a train.\"\n In such fair words the prince replied,\n Then, pointing to the path he cried:\n 'Which way aright will lead my feet\n To Bharadv\u00e1ja's calm retreat;\n For all this land near Gang\u00e1's streams\n Pathless and hard to traverse seems?'\n \u00a0\u00a0 Thus spoke the prince: King Guha heard\n Delighted every prudent word,\n And gazing on that forest wide,\n Raised suppliant hands, and thus replied:\n 'My servants, all the ground who know,\n O glorious Prince, with thee shall go\n With constant care thy way to guide,\n And I will journey by thy side.\n But this thy host so wide dispread\n Wakes in my heart one doubt and dread,\n Lest, threatening R\u00e1ma good and great,\n Ill thoughts thy journey stimulate.\"\n \u00a0\u00a0 But wheu King Guha, ill at ease,\n Declared his fear in words like these,\n As pure as is the cloudless sky\n With soft voice Bharat made reply:\n 'Suspect me not: ne'er come the time\n For me to plot so foul a crime!\n He is my eldest brother, he\n Is like a father dear to me.\n I go to lead my brother thence\n Who makes the wood his residence.\n No thought but this thy heart should frame:\n This simple truth my lips proclaim.'\n \u00a0\u00a0 Then with glad cheer King Guha cried,\n With Bharat's answer gratified:\n 'Blessed art thou: on earth I see\n None who may vie, O Prince, with thee,\n Who canst of thy free will resign\n The kingdom which unsought is thine.\n For this, a name that ne'er shall die,\n Thy glory through the worlds shall fly,\n Who fain wouldst balm thy brother's pain\n And lead the exile home again.'\n \u00a0\u00a0 As Guha thus, and Bharat, each\n To other spoke in friendly speech,\n The Day God sank with glory dead,\n And night o'er all the sky was spread.\n Soon as King Guha's thoughtful care\n Had quartered all the armv there,\n Well honoured, Bharat laid his head\n Beside S'atrughna on a bed.\n But grief for R\u00e1ma yet oppressed\n High-minded Bharat's faithful breast--\n Such torment little was deserved\n By him who ne'er from duty swerved.\n The fever raged through every vein\n And burnt him with its inward pain:\n So when in woods the flames leap free\n \n \n The fire within consumes the tree.\n From heat of burning anguish sprung\n The sweat upon his body hung,\n As when the sun with fervid glow\n On high Himalaya melts the snow.\n As, banished from the herd, a bull\n Wanders alone and sorrowful.\n \u00a0\u00a0 Thus sighing and distressed,\n In misery and bitter grief,\n With fevered heart that mocked relief,\n Distracted in his mind, the chief\n \u00a0\u00a0 Still mourned and found no rest.","title":"Book II: Canto LXXXV.: Guha And Bharat.","type":"page"}