Calling all the leapers together, Sugriva, bull among leapers, the king, says to them all, for the success of Rama’s task: “So this must be searched by you, best of monkeys.” Knowing their master’s fierce command, the bulls among monkeys set out, covering the earth like locusts. Rama stays on Prasravana with Lakshmana, waiting for that month fixed for finding Sita. The heroic monkey Shatabali sets out at once for the lovely north, enclosed by the king of mountains. The troop-leader Vinata goes to the east. The leaper son of the wind, with Tara, Angada and others, troop-leader, goes to the south frequented by Agastya. Sushena, lord of the leapers, tiger among monkeys, goes to the terrible west guarded by Varuna. Having urged all the directions properly, the king, heroic commander of the monkey army, rejoices, happy and at ease. Urged so by the king, all the monkey troop-leaders set out quickly, each toward his own direction, roaring, shouting, bellowing, whistling, running, very mighty. All the monkey troop-leaders, urged by the king, say: “We will bring Sita and kill Ravana.” “I alone will kill Ravana when I meet him in battle, then crush him and at once carry off Janaka’s daughter, trembling with fatigue. Stay here today, all of you; I alone will bring Janaki even from the underworld.” “I will smash trees, split mountains, tear the earth and churn the oceans.” “I can leap a yojana, no doubt of it.” “I, more than a hundred, a hundred yojanas.” “On the earth, in the ocean, in the mountains and forests, even in the middle of the underworld, my path is not cut off.” So, one after another, the monkeys, proud of their strength, speak in the presence of the king of the monkeys.
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