{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/rama/ry465.htm","path":"hin/rama/ry465.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/rama/ry465.htm","text":"Pierced to the soul by sorrow's sting\n Thus wailed the evil-hearted king.\n Then Tris'iras stood forth and cried:\n 'Yea, father, he has fought and died,\n Our bravest: and the loss is sore:\n But rouse thee, and lament no more.\n Hast thou not still thy coat of mail,\n Thy bow and shafts which never fail?\n A thousand asses draw thy car\n Which roars like thunder heard afar.\n Thy valour and thy warrior skill,\n Thy God-given strength, are left thee still.\n Unarmed, thy matchless might subdued\n The Gods and Da'nav multitude.\n Armed with thy glorious weapons, how\n Shall Raghu's son oppose thee now?\n Or, sire, within thy palace stay;\n And I myself will sweep away\n Thy foes, like Gar\u00fad when he makes\n A banquet of the writhing snakes\n Soon Raghu's son shall press the plain,\n As Narak \u00a01 fell by Vishnu slain,\n Or S'ambar \u00a02 in rebellious pride\n Who met the King of Gods \u00a03 and died.'\n \u00a0\u00a0 The monarch heard: his courage grew,\n And life and spirit came anew.\n Dev\u00e1ntak and Nar\u00e1ntak heard,\n And their fierce souls with joy were stirred;\n And Atik\u00e1ya \u00a04 burned to fight,\n And heard the summons with delight;\n While from the rest loud rang the cry,\n 'I too will fight,' 'and I,' 'and I.'\n \u00a0\u00a0 The joyous king his sons embraced,\n With gold and chains and jewels graced,\n And sent them forth with stirring speech\n Of benison and praise to each.\n Forth from the gate the princes sped\n And ranged for war the troops they led.\n The V\u00e1nar legions charged anew.\n And trees and rocks for missiles flew.\n They saw Nar\u00e1ntak's mighty form\n Borne on a steed that mocked the storm.\n To check his charge in vain they strove:\n Straight through their host his way he clove,\n As springs a dolphin through the tide:\n And countless V\u00e1nars fell and died,\n \n \n And mangled limbs and corpses lay\n To mark the chief's ensanguined way,\n Sugr\u00edv\u00e1 saw them fall or fly\n When fierce Nar\u00e1ntak's steed was nigh,\n And marked the giant where he sped\n O'er heaps of dying or of dead.\n He bade the royal Angad face\n That bravest chief of giant race.\n As springs the sun from clouds dispersed,\n So Angad from the V\u00e1nars burst.\n No weapon for the fight he bore\n Save nails and teeth, and sought no more.\n 'Leave, giant chieftain,' thus he spoke,\n 'Leave foes unworthy of thy stroke,\n And bend against a nobler heart\n The terrors of thy deadly dart.'\n \u00a0\u00a0 Nar\u00e1ntak heard the words he spake:\n Fast breathing, like an angry snake,\n With bloody teeth his lips he pressed\n And hurled his dart at Angad's breast.\n True was the aim and fierce the stroke,\n Yet on his breast the missile broke.\n Then Angad at the giant flew.\n And with a blow his courser slew:\n The fierce hand crushed through flesh and bone,\n And steed and rider fell o'erthrown.\n Nar\u00e1ntak's eyes with fury blazed:\n His heavy hand on high he raised\n And struck in savage wrath the head\n Of B\u00e1li's son, who reeled and bled,\n Fainted a moment and no more:\n Then stronger, fiercer than before\n Smote with that fist which naught could stay,\n And crushed to death the giant lay.\n \n \n \n \n481:1 Narak was a demon, son of Bh\u00fami or Earth, who haunted the city Pr\u00e1gjyotisha.\n481:2 S'ambar was a demon of drought.\n481:3 Indra.\n481:4 Dev\u00e1ntak (Slayer of Gods) Nar\u00e1ntak (Slayer of Men) Atiktaya (Huge of Frame) and Tris'iras (Three Headed) were all sons of R\u00e1van.","title":"BOOK VI: Canto LXIX.: Nar\u00e1ntak's Death.","type":"page"}