THE RÁMÁYAN OF VÁLMÍKI, VOL. III - Gujarat Knowledge Centre

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For love's hot flames within me glow.
This isle a hundred leagues in length,
Encompassed by the ocean's strength.
Would all the Gods and fiends defy
Though led by Him who rules- the sky.
No God in, heaven, no sage on earth.
No minstrel of celestial birth.
No spirit in the worlds I see
A match in power and might for me.
What wilt thou do with Rama, him
Whose days are short, whose light is dim,
Expelled from home and royal sway,
Who treads on foot his weary way ?
Leave the poor mortal to his fate.
And wed thee with a worthier mate.
My timid love, enjoy with me
The prime of youth before it flee.
Do not one hour the hope retain
To look on Rama's face again.
For whom would wildest thought beguile
To seek thee in the giants' isle ?
Say who is he has power to bind
In toils of net the rushing wind.
Whose is the mighty hand will tame
And hold the glory of the flame ?
In all the worlds above, below.
Not one, fair of form, I know
Who from this isle in fight could rend
The lady whom these arms defend.
Fair Queen, o'er Lankd's isUnd reigPj
Sole mistress of the wide domain.
Gods, rovers of the night like me.
And all the world thy slaves will be.
O'er thy fair brows and queenly head