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The cries of startled birds, the sound
Of tall trees crashing to the ground,
Struck with amaze each giant鈥檚 ear.
And filled the isle with sudden fear.
Then, wakened by the crash and cries,
The fierce shefiends unclosed their eyes,
And saw the Vanar where he stood
Amid the devastated wood.
The more to scare them with the view
To size immense the Vanar grew;
And straight the Rakshas warders cried
Janak鈥檚 daughter terrified
Whose envoy, whence, and who is he,
Why has he come to talk with thee?
Speak, lady of the lovely eyes,
And let not fear thy joy disguise.'
聽聽 Then thus replied the Maithil dame
Of noble soul and perfect frame.
'Can I discern, with scanty skill,
These fiends who change their forms at will?
'Tis yours to say: your kin you meet;
A serpent knows a serpent鈥檚 feet.
聽聽 I weet not who he is: the sight
Has filled my spirit with affright.'
Some pressed round Sita in a ring;
Some bore the story to their king:
'A mighty creature of our race,
In monkey form, has reached the place.
He came within the grove,' they cried,
'He stood and talked by Sita's side,
He comes from Indra鈥檚 court to her,
Or is Kuvera鈥檚 messenger;
Or Rama sent the spy to seek
His consort, and her wrongs to wreak.
His crushing arm, his trampling feet
Have marred and spoiled that dear retreat,
And all the pleasant place which thou
So lovest is a ruin now.
The tree where Sita sat alone
Is spared where all are overthrown.
Perchance he saved the dame from harm:
Perchance the toil had numbed his arm.'
聽聽 Then flashed the giant鈥檚 eye with fire
Like that which lights the funeral pyre.
He bade his bravest Kinkars 聽^[1] speed

And to his feet the spoiler lead.
Forth from the palace, at his hest,
Twice forty thousand warriors pressed.
Burning for battle, strong and fierce,
With clubs to crush and swords to pierce,
They saw Hanuman near a porch,
And, thick as moths around a torch,
Rushed on the foe with wild attacks
Of mace and club and battle-axe.
As round him pressed the Rakshas crowd,
The wondrous monkey roared aloud,
That birds fell headlong from the sky:
Then spake he with a mighty cry:
'Long life to Dasharatha鈥檚 heir,
And Lakshman, ever-glorious pair
Long life to him who rules our race,
Preserved by noblest Rama鈥檚 grace
I am the slave of Kosal鈥檚 king,聽^[2]
Whose wondrous deeds the minstrels sing.
Hanuman I, the Wind-God鈥檚 seed:
Beneath this arm the foemen bleed.
I fear not, unapproached in might,
A thousand Ravans ranged for fight,
Although in furious hands they rear
The hill and tree for sword and spear,
I will, before the giants' eyes,
Their city and their king chastise;
And, having communed with the dame,
Depart in triumph as I came.'
聽 At that terrific roar and yell
The heart of every giant fell.
But still their king鈥檚 command they feared
And pressed around with arms upreared.
Beside the porch a club was laid:
The Vanar caught it up, and swayed
The weapon round his head, and slew
The foremost of the Rakshas crew.
Thus Indra vanquished, thousand-eyed,
The Daityas who the Gods defied.
Then on the porch Hanuman sprang,
And loud his shout of triumph rang.
The giants looked upon the dead,
And turning to their monarch fled.
And Ravan with his spirit wrought
To frenzy by the tale they brought,
Urged to the fight Prahasta鈥檚 son,
Of all his chiefs the mightiest one.