{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/rama/ry358.htm","path":"hin/rama/ry358.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/rama/ry358.htm","text":"Then, all his thoughts on S\u00edt\u00e1 bent,\n The V\u00e1nar chieftain made lament:\n 'The queen to R\u00e1ma's soul endeared,\n By Lakshman's pious heart revered,\n Lies here,--for none may strive with Fate,\n A captive, sad and desolate.\n The brothers' might full well she knows,\n And bravely bears the storm of woes,\n As swelling Gang\u00e1 in the rains\n The rush of every flood sustains.\n Her lord, for her, fierce B\u00e1li slew,\n Vir\u00e1dha's monstrous might o'erthrew,\n For her the fourteen thousand slain\n In Janasth\u00e1n bedewed the plain.\n And if for her Ikshv\u00e1ku's son\n Destroyed the world 'twere nobly done.\n This, this is she, so far renowned,\n Who sprang from out the furrowed ground, \u00a01b\n Child of the high-souled king whose sway\n The men of Mithil\u00e1 obey;\n The glorious lady wooed and won\n By Das'aratha's noblest son;\n And now these sad eyes look on her\n Mid hostile fiends a prisoner.\n From home and every bliss she fled\n By wifely love and duty led,\n And heedless of a wanderer's woes,\n A life in lonely forests chose.\n This, this is she so fair of mould.\n Whose limbs are bright as burnished gold.\n \n \n Whose voice was ever soft and mild.\n Who sweetly spoke and sweetly smiled.\n O, what is R\u00e1ma's misery! how\n He longs to see his darling now!\n Pining for one of her fond looks\n As one athirst for water brooks.\n Absorbed in woe the lady sees\n No R\u00e1kshas guard, no blooming trees.\n Her eyes are with her thoughts, and they\n Are fixed on R\u00e1ma far away.'\n \n \n \n \n404:1b S\u00edt\u00e1 'not of woman born,' was found by King Janak as be was turning up the ground in preparation for a sacrifice, See Book II. Canto CXVIII.","title":"BOOK V: Canto XVI.: Hanum\u00e1n's Lament.","type":"page"}