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

804 MHE RAM-^AN. Bool III
And lost for aye the mighty sea.
Thou shalt the world this day behold
In wild disorder uncontrolled,
With dying life which naught defends
From the fierce storm ray bowstring sends.
My shafts this day, for Sita's sake,
The life of every fiend shall take.
The Gods this day shall see the force
That wings my arrows on their course,
And mark how far that course is held,
By my unsparing wrath impelled.
No God, not one of Daitya strain,
Goblin or Rakshas shall remain.
Jdy wrath shall end the worlds, and all
Demons and Gods therewith shall fall,
Each world which Gods, the DAnav race.
And giants make their dwelling place.
Shall fall beneath my arrows sent
In fijry when my bow is bent.
The arrows loosened from my string
Confusion on the worlds shall bring.
For she is lost or breathes no more,
Nop will the Gods my love restore.
Hence all on earth with life and breath
This day I dedicate to death.
All, till my darling they reveal,
The fury of my shafts shall feel.'
Thus as he spake by rage impelled.
Red grew his eyes, his fierce lips swelled.
His bark coat round hie form he drew
And coiled his hermit braids anew.
Like Rudra when he yearned to slay
The demon Tripur' in the fray,
' 4-n Asur or demon, king of Tripura, the modern Tipperah.