Yuddha Kanda · Sarga 74 of 128 · 77 verses
Hanuman Brings the Mountain of Herbs
With Rama and Lakshmana struck down, the monkey army is stunned; Sugriva, Nila, Angada and Jambavan are helpless. Vibhishana comforts the monkeys: do not fear; this is no time for despair; the princes have fallen out of respect for Brahma’s word, honouring the supreme Brahma weapon given to Indrajit. Hanuman, honouring the weapon too, suggests they comfort whoever is still alive. At night the two go over the battlefield with torches, through a land strewn with fallen monkeys like mountains, with broken tails, arms, legs and necks, streaming blood, among blazing weapons. They find Sugriva, Angada, Nila, Sharabha, Gandhamadana, Jambavan, Sushena, Vegadarshi, Mainda, Nala, Jyotirmukha and Dvivida struck down: sixty-seven crores of monkeys felled by the Self-born’s favourite in the last fifth of a day.
They search for Jambavan, old by nature, covered with hundreds of arrows, like a dying fire. Vibhishana asks: noble one, have the sharp arrows taken your life? Jambavan answers with difficulty: I know you by your voice, king of the nairritas; I cannot see you, pierced as I am. Tell me: is Hanuman, through whom Anjana and the Wind are blessed in their son, still alive? Vibhishana asks why he asks first about Hanuman, passing over the two princes, Sugriva and Angada. Jambavan says: if that hero lives, the army, though killed, is not killed; if Hanuman has given up his life, we are dead though we live. If the son of the Wind lives, there is hope of life. Hanuman comes up and clasps the old bear’s feet; Jambavan, though in pain, feels reborn: come, tiger among monkeys, you must save the monkeys; no one else has the strength; you are their greatest friend; this is the time for your valour. Go over the ocean to the Himalaya, best of mountains; between the golden Rishabha peak and the peak of Kailasa you will see the blazing mountain of all herbs, and on its summit four shining herbs that light up the ten directions: Mritasamjivani, which brings back the dead; Vishalyakarani, which draws out darts; Suvarnakarani, which restores the body’s colour; and Samdhani, which joins broken bones. Take them all and come back quickly; revive the monkeys.
Filled with strength like the ocean whipped by the wind, Hanuman stands on the mountain top, pressing it down so that it sinks, its trees falling and burning, its peaks scattering; the monkeys cannot stand on it; Lanka’s gates shake and its houses tumble as if it were dancing in terror. He climbs Mount Malaya, sixty leagues high, grows as large as a cloud, roars so that the rakshasas cannot move, bows to the Ocean, and with his tail raised, his back bent, his ears flattened and his mouth wide like the submarine fire, leaps into the sky, sweeping trees, rocks and lesser monkeys after him. He flies north like Vishnu’s discus, over seas, mountains, rivers and cities, along the path of the sun, to the Himalaya, with its streams, caves and white peaks. He sees the holy hermitages of gods and sages: Brahma’s abode, the silver mountain, Indra’s abode, the place where Rudra loosed his arrow, the horse-headed Vishnu, the shining Brahmashiras, Yama’s servants, the homes of Agni and Kubera, the sun’s abode, Brahma’s seat, Shiva’s bow, the navel of the earth, Kailasa, the Himalayan rock, the golden Rishabha, and the king of herb mountains blazing with all herbs. He leaps onto it and searches for the herbs; but the great herbs, knowing someone has come to take them, hide. Angry, eyes like fire, he says: is this your settled decision, to have no compassion for Raghava? See yourself scattered today, overpowered by my arms. He seizes the whole peak with its trees, elephants, gold and thousands of minerals, tears it off and flies up, terrifying the worlds, praised by beings of the sky, swift as Garuda, shining by the sun like a second sun, like Vishnu with his flaming thousand-edged discus.
The monkeys roar when they see him; he roars back with joy, and the rakshasas of Lanka howl in fear. He comes down on the mountain in the midst of the monkey army, bows to the best monkeys and embraces Vibhishana. At the fragrance of the great herbs the two princes are freed of the arrows and stand up; all the monkeys, the wounded and even the dead, rise healed in an instant, as sleepers wake at dawn. (Since the fighting began, by Ravana’s order, to save face, every rakshasa killed by the monkeys had been thrown into the sea.) Then Hanuman carries the mountain of herbs swiftly back to the Himalaya and returns to Rama.
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तयोस्तदासादितयो रणाग्रे मुमोह सैन्यं हरियूथपानाम् । सुग्रीवनीलाङ्गदजाम्बवन्तो न चापि किंचित् प्रतिपेदिरे ते ॥ १ ॥
When those two had been struck down at the head of the battle, the army of the monkey troop leaders was bewildered; Sugriva, Nila, Angada and Jambavan could do nothing.
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ततो विषण्णं समवेक्ष्य सर्वं विभीषणो बुद्धिमतां वरिष्ठः । उवाच शाखामृगराजवीरा- नाश्वासयन्नप्रतिमैर्वचोभिः ॥ २ ॥
Then, seeing all despondent, Vibhishana, best of the wise, spoke to the heroes of the king of the tree-beasts, comforting them with matchless words:
मा भैष्ट नास्त्यत्र विषादकालो यदार्यपुत्रौ ह्यवशौ विषण्णौ । स्वयंभुवो वाक्यमथोद्वहन्तौ यत्सादिताविन्द्रजितास्त्रजालैः ॥ ३ ॥
“Do not be afraid; there is no time here for despair, for the two noble princes, helpless and downcast, are honouring the word of the Self-born, in that they have been struck down by Indrajit’s nets of weapons.
तस्मै तु दत्तं परमास्त्रमेतत् स्वयंभुवा ब्राह्मममोघवीर्यम् । तन्मानयन्तौ युधि राजपुत्रौ निपातितौ कोऽत्र विषादकालः ॥ ४ ॥
“This supreme Brahma weapon, of unfailing power, was given to him by the Self-born; honouring it, the princes have fallen in battle. What time for despair is there here?”
ब्राह्ममस्त्रं ततो धीमान् मानयित्वा तु मारुतिः । विभीषणवचः श्रुत्वा हनूमानिदमब्रवीत् ॥ ५ ॥
Then wise Hanuman, son of the Wind, honouring the Brahma weapon, hearing Vibhishana’s words, said this:
अस्मिन्नस्त्रहते सैन्ये वानराणां तरस्विनाम् । यो यो धारयते प्राणांस्तं तमाश्वासयावहे ॥ ६ ॥
“In this army of swift monkeys struck by the weapon, whoever still holds his life, let us comfort him.”
तावुभौ युगपद् वीरौ हनूमद्राक्षसोत्तमौ । उल्काहस्तौ तदा रात्रौ रणशीर्षे विचेरतुः ॥ ७ ॥
Then those two heroes together, Hanuman and the best of rakshasas, with torches in their hands, ranged at night over the head of the battle.
भिन्नलाङ्गूलहस्तोरुपादाङ्गुलिशिरोधरैः । स्रवद्भिः क्षतजं गात्रैः प्रस्रवद्भिः समन्ततः ॥ ८ ॥
With broken tails, hands, thighs, feet, fingers and necks, with limbs streaming blood, flowing on every side,
पतितैः पर्वताकारैर्वानरैरभिसंवृताम् । शस्त्रैश्च पतितैर्दीप्तैर्ददृशाते वसुंधराम् ॥ ९ ॥
they saw the earth covered with fallen monkeys like mountains, and with fallen, blazing weapons.
सुग्रीवमङ्गदं नीलं शरभं गन्धमादनम् । जाम्बवन्तं सुषेणं च वेगदर्शिनमेव च ॥ १० ॥
Sugriva, Angada, Nila, Sharabha, Gandhamadana, Jambavan, Sushena and Vegadarshi,
मैन्दं नलं ज्योतिर्मुखं द्विविदं चापि वानरम् । विभीषणो हनूमांश्च ददृशाते हतान् रणे ॥ ११ ॥
Mainda, Nala, Jyotirmukha and the monkey Dvivida: Vibhishana and Hanuman saw them struck down in battle.
सप्तषष्टिर्हताः कोट्यो वानराणां तरस्विनाम् । अह्नः पञ्चमशेषेण वल्लभेन स्वयंभुवः ॥ १२ ॥
Sixty-seven crores of swift monkeys were struck down in the last fifth of the day by the favourite of the Self-born.
सागरौघनिभं भीमं दृष्ट्वा बाणार्दितं बलम् । मार्गते जाम्बवन्तं च हनूमान् सविभीषणः ॥ १३ ॥
Seeing the army, terrible like a flood of the ocean, tormented by arrows, Hanuman with Vibhishana searched for Jambavan.
स्वभावजरया युक्तं वृद्धं शरशतैश्चितम् । प्रजापतिसुतं वीरं शाम्यन्तमिव पावकम् ॥ १४ ॥
Seeing the old hero, son of Prajapati, joined with natural age, covered with hundreds of arrows, like a dying fire,
दृष्ट्वा समभिसंक्रम्य पौलस्त्यो वाक्यमब्रवीत् । कच्चिदार्य शरैस्तीक्ष्णैर्न प्राणा ध्वंसितास्तव ॥ १५ ॥
coming up to him, Paulastya said: “Noble one, I hope your life has not been destroyed by the sharp arrows?”
विभीषणवचः श्रुत्वा जाम्बवानृक्षपुङ्गवः । कृच्छ्रादभ्युद्गिरन् वाक्यमिदं वचनमब्रवीत् ॥ १६ ॥
Hearing Vibhishana’s words, Jambavan, bull among bears, bringing out his words with difficulty, said this:
नैर्ऋतेन्द्र महावीर्य स्वरेण त्वाभिलक्षये । विद्धगात्रः शितैर्बाणैर्न त्वां पश्यामि चक्षुषा ॥ १७ ॥
“Lord of the nairritas, of great valour, I recognise you by your voice; my limbs pierced with sharp arrows, I cannot see you with my eyes.
अञ्जना सुप्रजा येन मातरिश्वा च सुव्रत । हनूमान् वानरश्रेष्ठः प्राणान् धारयते क्वचित् ॥ १८ ॥
“He by whom Anjana is blessed in her son, and the Wind, you of good vows: is Hanuman, best of monkeys, holding on to life anywhere?”
श्रुत्वा जाम्बवतो वाक्यमुवाचेदं विभीषणः । आर्यपुत्रावतिक्रम्य कस्मात् पृच्छसि मारुतिम् ॥ १९ ॥
Hearing Jambavan’s words, Vibhishana said this: “Why do you pass over the two noble princes and ask about the son of the Wind?
नैव राजनि सुग्रीवे नाङ्गदे नापि राघवे । आर्य संदर्शितः स्नेहो यथा वायुसुते परः ॥ २० ॥
“Not for King Sugriva, nor for Angada, nor for Raghava, noble one, have you shown such affection as for the son of the Wind.”
विभीषणवचः श्रुत्वा जाम्बवान् वाक्यमब्रवीत् । शृणु नैर्ऋतशार्दूल यस्मात् पृच्छामि मारुतिम् ॥ २१ ॥
Hearing Vibhishana’s words, Jambavan said: “Hear, tiger among nairritas, why I ask about the son of the Wind.
अस्मिञ्जीवति वीरे तु हतमप्यहतं बलम् । हनूमत्युज्झितप्राणे जीवन्तोऽपि मृता वयम् ॥ २२ ॥
“While that hero lives, the army, though killed, is not killed; if Hanuman has given up his life, though living we are dead.
धरते मारुतिस्तात मारुतप्रतिमो यदि । वैश्वानरसमो वीर्ये जीविताशा ततो भवेत् ॥ २३ ॥
“If the son of the Wind, friend, like the Wind, equal to Vaishvanara in valour, holds on, then there can be hope of life.”
ततो वृद्धमुपागम्य विनयेनाभ्यवादयत् । गृह्य जाम्बवतः पादौ हनूमान् मारुतात्मजः ॥ २४ ॥
Then Hanuman, son of the Wind, coming up to the old one, saluted him with humility, clasping Jambavan’s feet.
श्रुत्वा हनूमतो वाक्यं तदा विव्यथितेन्द्रियः । पुनर्जातमिवात्मानं मन्यते स्मर्क्षपुङ्गवः ॥ २५ ॥
Hearing Hanuman’s words, the bull among bears, though his senses were pained, thought himself as if reborn.
ततोऽब्रवीन्महातेजा हनूमन्तं स जाम्बवान् । आगच्छ हरिशार्दूल वानरांस्त्रातुमर्हसि ॥ २६ ॥
Then radiant Jambavan said to Hanuman: “Come, tiger among monkeys; you must save the monkeys.
नान्यो विक्रमपर्याप्तस्त्वमेषां परमः सखा । त्वत्पराक्रमकालोऽयं नान्यं पश्यामि कञ्चन ॥ २७ ॥
“No one else has enough valour; you are their greatest friend. This is the time for your valour; I see no one else.
ऋक्षवानरवीराणामनीकानि प्रहर्षय । विशल्यौ कुरु चाप्येतौ सादितौ रामलक्ष्मणौ ॥ २८ ॥
“Gladden the divisions of the bear and monkey heroes, and free from darts these two, Rama and Lakshmana, who have been struck down.
गत्वा परममध्वानमुपर्युपरि सागरम् । हिमवन्तं नगश्रेष्ठं हनूमन् गन्तुमर्हसि ॥ २९ ॥
“Going a very long way, high above the ocean, you must go, Hanuman, to Himavat, best of mountains.
ततः काञ्चनमत्युच्चमृषभं पर्वतोत्तमम् । कैलासशिखरं चात्र द्रक्ष्यस्यरिनिषूदन ॥ ३० ॥
“Then, destroyer of enemies, you will see there the golden, very lofty Rishabha, best of mountains, and the peak of Kailasa.
तयोः शिखरयोर्मध्ये प्रदीप्तमतुलप्रभम् । सर्वौषधियुतं वीर द्रक्ष्यस्योषधिपर्वतम् ॥ ३१ ॥
“Between those two peaks, hero, you will see the mountain of herbs, blazing, of matchless splendour, joined with all herbs.
तस्य वानरशार्दूल चतस्रो मूर्ध्नि सम्भवाः । द्रक्ष्यस्योषधयो दीप्ता दीपयन्तीर्दिशो दश ॥ ३२ ॥
“On its top, tiger among monkeys, you will see four herbs growing, shining, lighting up the ten directions:
मृतसञ्जीवनीं चैव विशल्यकरणीमपि । सुवर्णकरणीं चैव संधानीं च महौषधीम् ॥ ३३ ॥
“Mritasamjivani, and Vishalyakarani too, and Suvarnakarani, and the great herb Samdhani.
ताः सर्वा हनुमन् गृह्य क्षिप्रमागन्तुमर्हसि । आश्वासय हरीन् प्राणैर्योज्य गन्धवहात्मज ॥ ३४ ॥
“Taking all of them, Hanuman, you should come back quickly. Comfort the monkeys, joining them with life, son of the bearer of scents.”
श्रुत्वा जाम्बवतो वाक्यं हनूमान् मारुतात्मजः । आपूर्यत बलोद्धर्षैर्वायुवेगैरिवार्णवः ॥ ३५ ॥
Hearing Jambavan’s words, Hanuman, son of the Wind, was filled with surges of strength, like the ocean with the force of the winds.
स पर्वततटाग्रस्थः पीडयन् पर्वतोत्तमम् । हनूमान् दृश्यते वीरो द्वितीय इव पर्वतः ॥ ३६ ॥
Standing on the top of the mountain’s slope, pressing down the best of mountains, heroic Hanuman looked like a second mountain.
हरिपादविनिर्भग्नो निषसाद स पर्वतः । न शशाक तदात्मानं वोढुं भृशनिपीडितः ॥ ३७ ॥
Broken by the monkey’s feet, that mountain sank; pressed hard, it could not bear itself.
तस्य पेतुर्नगा भूमौ हरिवेगाच्च जज्वलुः । शृङ्गाणि च व्यकीर्यन्त पीडितस्य हनूमता ॥ ३८ ॥
Its trees fell to the ground and blazed from the monkey’s force, and its peaks scattered as Hanuman pressed it.
तस्मिन् सम्पीड्यमाने तु भग्नद्रुमशिलातले । न शेकुर्वानराः स्थातुं घूर्णमाने नगोत्तमे ॥ ३९ ॥
As it was being pressed, its trees and rock surfaces broken, the monkeys could not stand on the best of mountains as it swayed.
सा घूर्णितमहाद्वारा प्रभग्नगृहगोपुरा । लङ्का त्रासाकुला रात्रौ प्रनृत्तेवाभवत् तदा ॥ ४० ॥
Lanka, its great gates swaying, its houses and gate towers broken, distraught with fear at night, became as if dancing then.
पृथिवीधरसंकाशो निपीड्य पृथिवीधरम् । पृथिवीं क्षोभयामास सार्णवां मारुतात्मजः ॥ ४१ ॥
Like a mountain, pressing the mountain, the son of the Wind shook the earth with its oceans.
आरुरोह तदा तस्माद्धरिर्मलयपर्वतम् । मेरुमन्दरसंकाशं नानाप्रस्रवणाकुलम् ॥ ४२ ॥
Then the monkey climbed from it Mount Malaya, like Meru and Mandara, full of many springs,
नानाद्रुमलताकीर्णं विकासिकमलोत्पलम् । सेवितं देवगन्धर्वैः षष्टियोजनमुच्छ्रितम् ॥ ४३ ॥
strewn with many trees and creepers, with blooming lotuses and lilies, frequented by gods and gandharvas, sixty leagues high,
विद्याधरैर्मुनिगणैरप्सरोभिर्निषेवितम् । नानामृगगणाकीर्णं बहुकन्दरशोभितम् ॥ ४४ ॥
frequented by vidyadharas, hosts of sages and apsarases, crowded with many herds of beasts, beautiful with many caves.
सर्वानाकुलयंस्तत्र यक्षगन्धर्वकिन्नरान् । हनूमान् मेघसंकाशो ववृधे मारुतात्मजः ॥ ४५ ॥
Throwing into confusion all the yakshas, gandharvas and kinnaras there, Hanuman, son of the Wind, grew like a cloud.
पद्भ्यां तु शैलमापीड्य वडवामुखवन्मुखम् । विवृत्योग्रं ननादोच्चैस्त्रासयन् रजनीचरान् ॥ ४६ ॥
Pressing the mountain with his feet, opening his mouth wide and fierce like the submarine fire, he roared loudly, terrifying the night-wanderers.
तस्य नानद्यमानस्य श्रुत्वा निनदमुत्तमम् । लङ्कास्था राक्षसव्याघ्रा न शेकुः स्पन्दितुं क्वचित् ॥ ४७ ॥
Hearing the supreme roar of him roaring, the tigers among rakshasas in Lanka could not move at all.
नमस्कृत्वा समुद्राय मारुतिर्भीमविक्रमः । राघवार्थे परं कर्म समीहत परंतपः ॥ ४८ ॥
Bowing to the Ocean, the son of the Wind, of terrible valour, the scorcher of foes, set about a supreme deed for Raghava’s sake.
स पुच्छमुद्यम्य भुजङ्गकल्पं विनम्य पृष्ठं श्रवणे निकुच्य । विवृत्य वक्त्रं वडवामुखाभ- मापुप्लुवे व्योम्नि स चण्डवेगः ॥ ४९ ॥
Raising his tail like a serpent, bending his back, flattening his ears, opening his mouth like the submarine fire, he leapt into the sky with fierce speed.
स वृक्षखण्डांस्तरसा जहार शैलान् शिलाः प्राकृतवानरांश्च । बाहूरुवेगोद्गतसम्प्रणुन्ना- स्ते क्षीणवेगाः सलिले निपेतुः ॥ ५० ॥
He carried away clumps of trees, mountains, rocks and common monkeys by force; thrust up by the force of his arms and thighs, their force spent, they fell into the water.
स तौ प्रसार्योरगभोगकल्पौ भुजौ भुजंगारिनिकाशवीर्यः । जगाम शैलं नगराजमग्र्यं दिशः प्रकर्षन्निव वायुसूनुः ॥ ५१ ॥
Stretching out his two arms like serpents’ coils, with valour like the enemy of serpents, the son of the Wind went to the foremost king of mountains, as if pulling the directions along.
स सागरं घूर्णितवीचिमालं तदम्भसा भ्रामितसर्वसत्त्वम् । समीक्षमाणः सहसा जगाम चक्रं यथा विष्णुकराग्रमुक्तम् ॥ ५२ ॥
Looking at the ocean with its garlands of swirling waves, all its creatures whirled by its waters, he went suddenly, like the discus loosed from the tip of Vishnu’s hand.
स पर्वतान् पक्षिगणान् सरांसि नदीस्तटाकानि पुरोत्तमानि । स्फीताञ्जनांस्तानपि सम्प्रवीक्ष्य जगाम वेगात् पितृतुल्यवेगः ॥ ५३ ॥
Looking at mountains, flocks of birds, lakes, rivers, ponds, fine cities and their thriving people, he went swiftly, with speed equal to his father’s.
आदित्यपथमाश्रित्य जगाम स गतश्रमः । हनूमांस्त्वरितो वीरः पितुस्तुल्यपराक्रमः ॥ ५४ ॥
Taking the path of the sun, he went unwearied, swift heroic Hanuman, equal in valour to his father.
जवेन महता युक्तो मारुतिर्वातरंहसा । जगाम हरिशार्दूलो दिशः शब्देन नादयन् ॥ ५५ ॥
Joined with great speed, the son of the Wind, with the swiftness of the wind, the tiger among monkeys went, making the directions resound.
स्मरञ्जाम्बवतो वाक्यं मारुतिर्भीमविक्रमः । ददर्श सहसा चापि हिमवन्तं महाकपिः ॥ ५६ ॥
Remembering Jambavan’s words, the son of the Wind, of terrible valour, the great monkey suddenly saw Himavat,
नानाप्रस्रवणोपेतं बहुकन्दरनिर्झरम् । श्वेताभ्रचयसंकाशैः शिखरैश्चारुदर्शनैः । शोभितं विविधैर्वृक्षैरगमत् पर्वतोत्तमम् ॥ ५७ ॥
full of many streams, with many caves and waterfalls, beautiful with lovely peaks like masses of white clouds, adorned with trees of many kinds: he reached the best of mountains.
स तं समासाद्य महानगेन्द्र- मतिप्रवृद्धोत्तमहेमशृङ्गम् । ददर्श पुण्यानि महाश्रमाणि सुरर्षिसङ्घोत्तमसेवितानि ॥ ५८ ॥
Reaching that great king of mountains, with its very lofty fine golden peaks, he saw the holy great hermitages, frequented by the best hosts of divine sages.
स ब्रह्मकोशं रजतालयं च शक्रालयं रुद्रशरप्रमोक्षम् । हयाननं ब्रह्मशिरश्च दीप्तं ददर्श वैवस्वतकिंकरांश्च ॥ ५९ ॥
He saw Brahma’s treasury, the silver abode, Shakra’s abode, the place where Rudra loosed his arrow, the horse-faced one, the blazing Brahmashiras, and Vaivasvata’s servants;
वह्न्यालयं वैश्रवणालयं च सूर्यप्रभं सूर्यनिबन्धनं च । ब्रह्मालयं शङ्करकार्मुकं च ददर्श नाभिं च वसुन्धरायाः ॥ ६० ॥
the abode of Fire, the abode of Vaishravana, the sun’s radiance and the sun’s binding, Brahma’s abode, Shankara’s bow, and the navel of the earth;
कैलासमग्र्यं हिमवच्छिलां च तं वै वृषं काञ्चनशैलमग्र्यम् । प्रदीप्तसर्वौषधिसम्प्रदीप्तं ददर्श सर्वौषधिपर्वतेन्द्रम् ॥ ६१ ॥
the foremost Kailasa, the Himalayan rock, that bull, the foremost golden mountain; and he saw the king of the mountains of all herbs, blazing with all its blazing herbs.
स तं समीक्ष्यानलराशिदीप्तं विसिस्मिये वासवदूतसूनुः । आप्लुत्य तं चौषधिपर्वतेन्द्रं तत्रौषधीनां विचयं चकार ॥ ६२ ॥
Seeing it blazing like a mass of fire, the son of the messenger of Vasava was amazed; leaping onto that king of herb mountains, he made a search there for the herbs.
स योजनसहस्राणि समतीत्य महाकपिः । दिव्यौषधिधरं शैलं व्यचरन्मारुतात्मजः ॥ ६३ ॥
Having crossed thousands of leagues, the great monkey, son of the Wind, ranged over the mountain bearing heavenly herbs.
महौषध्यस्ततः सर्वास्तस्मिन् पर्वतसत्तमे । विज्ञायार्थिनमायान्तं ततो जग्मुरदर्शनम् ॥ ६४ ॥
Then all the great herbs on that best of mountains, knowing that a seeker was coming, went out of sight.
स ता महात्मा हनुमानपश्यं- श्चुकोप रोषाच्च भृशं ननाद । अमृष्यमाणोऽग्निसमानचक्षु- र्महीधरेन्द्रं तमुवाच वाक्यम् ॥ ६५ ॥
Not seeing them, great-souled Hanuman grew angry and roared loudly in rage; not bearing it, his eyes like fire, he said to that king of mountains:
किमेतदेवं सुविनिश्चितं ते यद् राघवे नासि कृतानुकम्पः । पश्याद्य मद्बाहुबलाभिभूतो विकीर्णमात्मानमथो नगेन्द्र ॥ ६६ ॥
“What is this settled decision of yours, that you have no compassion for Raghava? See yourself today, king of mountains, overcome by the strength of my arms and scattered.”
स तस्य शृङ्गं सनगं सनागं सकाञ्चनं धातुसहस्रजुष्टम् । विकीर्णकूटं ज्वलिताग्रसानुं प्रगृह्य वेगात् सहसोन्ममाथ ॥ ६७ ॥
Seizing its peak with its trees and elephants, with its gold, rich in thousands of minerals, its summits scattered, its slopes blazing, he suddenly tore it off with force.
स तं समुत्पाट्य खमुत्पपात वित्रास्य लोकान् ससुरासुरेन्द्रान् । संस्तूयमानः खचरैरनेकै- र्जगाम वेगाद् गरुडोग्रवेगः ॥ ६८ ॥
Tearing it up, he flew into the sky, terrifying the worlds with the lords of gods and asuras; praised by many beings of the sky, he went swiftly with Garuda’s fierce speed.
स भास्कराध्वानमनुप्रपन्न- स्तं भास्कराभं शिखरं प्रगृह्य । बभौ तदा भास्करसंनिकाशो रवेः समीपे प्रतिभास्कराभः ॥ ६९ ॥
Following the path of the sun, holding that peak bright as the sun, he shone then like the sun, like a second sun near the sun.
स तेन शैलेन भृशं रराज शैलोपमो गन्धवहात्मजस्तु । सहस्रधारेण सपावकेन चक्रेण खे विष्णुरिवार्पितेन ॥ ७० ॥
With that mountain, the son of the bearer of scents, like a mountain himself, shone greatly, like Vishnu in the sky with his thousand-edged, fiery discus held up.
तं वानराः प्रेक्ष्य तदा विनेदुः स तानपि प्रेक्ष्य मुदा ननाद । तेषां समुत्कृष्टरवं निशम्य लङ्कालया भीमतरं विनेदुः ॥ ७१ ॥
Seeing him then, the monkeys roared; he too, seeing them, roared with joy; hearing their loud cry, the dwellers of Lanka roared more terribly.
ततो महात्मा निपपात तस्मिन् शैलोत्तमे वानरसैन्यमध्ये । हर्युत्तमेभ्यः शिरसाभिवाद्य विभीषणं तत्र च सस्वजे सः ॥ ७२ ॥
Then the great soul came down on that best of mountains in the midst of the monkey army; bowing his head to the best of monkeys, he embraced Vibhishana there.
तावप्युभौ मानुषराजपुत्रौ तं गन्धमाघ्राय महौषधीनाम् । बभूवतुस्तत्र तदा विशल्या- वुत्तस्थुरन्ये च हरिप्रवीराः ॥ ७३ ॥
And those two human princes, smelling the scent of the great herbs, became free of darts there then, and the other monkey heroes rose up.
सर्वे विशल्या विरुजाः क्षणेन हरिप्रवीराश्च हताश्च ये स्युः । गन्धेन तासां प्रवरौषधीनां सुप्ता निशान्तेष्विव सम्प्रबुद्धाः ॥ ७४ ॥
All, free of darts and free of pain in a moment, the monkey heroes and those who had been killed, by the scent of those best of herbs, woke like sleepers at the end of night.
यदाप्रभृति लङ्कायां युध्यन्ते हरिराक्षसाः । तदाप्रभृति मानार्थमाज्ञया रावणस्य च ॥ ७५ ॥
Ever since monkeys and rakshasas had been fighting in Lanka, ever since then, to save honour and by Ravana’s command,
ये हन्यन्ते रणे तत्र राक्षसाः कपिकुञ्जरैः । हता हतास्तु क्षिप्यन्ते सर्व एव तु सागरे ॥ ७६ ॥
whatever rakshasas were killed there in battle by the elephants among monkeys, as soon as they were killed, were all thrown into the ocean.
ततो हरिर्गन्धवहात्मजस्तु तमोषधीशैलमुदग्रवेगः । निनाय वेगाद्धिमवन्तमेव पुनश्च रामेण समाजगाम ॥ ७७ ॥
Then the monkey, son of the bearer of scents, of soaring speed, carried that mountain of herbs swiftly back to Himavat itself, and came again to Rama.