Then by the bears’ great monarch stood
The other roamers of the wood,
And turned, their pathless homes to seek,
To forest and to mountain peak.
The leaders of the monkey band
By the two brothers took their stand,
Sugriva, offspring of the Sun,
And Bali, Indra’s mighty one.
They both endowed with Garud’s might,
And skilled in all the arts of fight,
Wandered in arms the forest through,
And lions, snakes, and tigers, slew.
But every monkey, ape, and bear
Ever was Bali’s special care;
With his vast strength and mighty arm
He kept them from all scathe and harm.
And so the earth with hill, wood, seas,
Was filled with mighty ones like these—
Of various shape and race and kind,
With proper homes to each assigned.
With Rama’s champions fierce and strong
The earth was overspread,
High as the hills and clouds, a throng
With bodies vast and dread.
CANTO XVII
RISHYASRING’S RETURN
Now when the high-souled monarch’s
rite,
The Asvamedh, was finished
quite,
Their sacrificial dues obtained,
The Gods their heavenly homes
regained.
The lofty-minded saints withdrew,
Each to his place, with honor
due,
And kings and chieftains,
one and all,
Who came to grace the festival.
And Dasaratha, ere they went,
Addressed them thus benevolent:—
“Now may you, each with
joyful heart,
To your own realms, O Kings,
depart.
Peace and good luck attend
you there,
And blessing, is my friendly
prayer;
Let cares of state each mind
engage
To guard his royal heritage.
A monarch from his throne
expelled
No better than the dead is
held.
So he who cares for power
and might
Must guard his realm and royal
right.
Such care a meed in heaven
will bring
Better than rites and offering.
Such care a king his country
owes
As man upon himself bestows,
When for his body he provides
Raiment and every need besides.
For future days should kings
foresee,
And keep the present error-free.”
Thus did the King the kings
exhort—
They heard, and turned them
from the court,
And, each to each in friendship
bound,
Went forth to all the realms
around.
The rites were o’er,
the guests were sped,
The train the best of Brahmans
led—
In which the King with joyful
soul,
With his dear wives, and with
the whole
Of his imperial host and train
Of cars and servants turned
again,
And, as a monarch dear to
fame,
Within his royal city came.