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The king in counsel unsurpassed
His eye around the synod cast,
And fierce Prahasta, first and best
Of all his captains, thus addressed:
聽聽 'Brave master of each warlike art,
Arouse thee and perform thy part.
Array thy fourfold forces 聽^[1] well
To guard our isle and citadel.'
聽聽 The captain of the hosts obeyed,
The troops with prudent skill arrayed;
Then to the hall again he hied,
And stood before the king and cried:
聽聽 'Each inlet to the town is closed
Without, within, are troops disposed.
With fearless heart thine aim pursue
And do the deed thou hast in view,'
聽聽 Thus spoke Prahasta in the zeal
That moved him for the kingdom鈥檚 weal.
And thus the monarch, who pursued
His own delight, his speech renewed:
'In ease and bliss, in toil and pain,
In doubts of duty, pleasure, pain,
Your proper path I need not tell.
For of yourselves ye know it well.
The Storm-Gods, Moon, and planets bring
New glory to their heavenly king,聽^[2]
And, ranged about your monarch, ye
Give joy and endless fame to me.
My secret counsel have I kept,
While senseless Kumbhakarna slept.
Six months the warrior鈥檚 slumbers last
And bind his torpid senses fast;
Bat now his deep repose he breaks,
The beat of all our champions wakes.
I captured, Rama鈥檚 heart to wring,
This daughter of Videha鈥檚 king.
And brought her from that distant land 聽^[3]
Where wandered many a Rakshas band.

Disdainful still my love she spurns.
Still from each prayer and offering turns,
Yet in all lands beneath the sun
No dame may rival Sita, none,
Her dainty waist is round and slight,
Her cheek like autumn鈥檚 moon is bright.
And she like fruit in graven gold
Mocks her 聽^[4] whom Maya framed of old.
Faultless in form, how firmly tread
Her feet whose soles are rosy red!
Ah, as I gaze her beauty takes
My spirit, and my passion wakes.
Looking for Rama far away
She sought with tears a year鈥檚 delay
Nor gazing on her love-lit eye
Could I that earnest prayer deny.
But baffled hopes and vain desire
At length my patient spirit tire.
How shall the sons of Raghu sweep
To vengeance o'er the pathless deep?
How shall they lead the Vanar train
Across the monster-teeming main?
One Vanar yet could find a way
To Lanka's town, and burn and slay.
Take counsel then, remembering still
That we from men need fear no ill;
And give your sentence in debate,
For matchless is the power of fate.
Assailed by you the Gods who dwell
In heaven beneath our fury fell.
And shall we fear these creatures bred
In forests, by Sugriva led?
E'en now on ocean鈥檚 farther strand,
The sons of Dasharatha stand.
And follow, burning to attack
Their giant foes, on Sita's track.
Consult then, lords for ye are wise:
A seasonable plan devise.
The captive lady to retain,
And triumph when the foes are slain.
No power can bring across the foam
Those Vanars to our island home;
Or if they madly will defy
Our conquering might, they needs must die.'
聽聽 Then Kumbhakarna鈥檚 anger woke.
And wroth at Ravan鈥檚 words he spoke:
'O Monarch, when thy ravished eyes
First looked upon thy lovely prize,
Then was the time to bid us scan
Each peril and mature a plan.
Blest is the king who acts with heed,
And ne'er repents one hasty deed;
And hapless he whose troubled soul
Mourns over days beyond control.

Thou hast, in beauty鈥檚 toils ensnared,
A desperate deed of boldness dared;
By fortune saved ere Rama鈥檚 steel
One wound, thy mortal bane, could deal.
But, Ravan, as the deed is done,
The toil of war I will not shun.
This arm, O rover of the night,
Thy foemen to the earth shall smite,
Though Indra with the Lord of Flame,
The Sun and Storms, against me came.
E'en Indra, monarch of the skies,
Would dread my club and mountain size,
Shrink from these teeth and quake to hear
The thunders of my voice of fear.
No second dart shall Rama cast:
The first he aims shall be the last.
He falls, and these dry lips shall drain
The blood of him my hand has slain;
And Sita, when her champion dies,
Shall be thine undisputed prize.'