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The ocean of mercy sees his people suffering under their own love and Indra's heavy deceit. The whole assembly has its mind held still by Bharata's devotion. They gaze at Rama like painted figures. Bharata's love, humility and greatness are sweet to hear and hard to describe. Seeing even a trace of his devotion, the munis and Mithila's king are lost in love; how can Tulsi tell its greatness? His good sense, stirred by devotion, rises in his heart, yet knowing itself small and the glory great, it shrinks back, like a child's speech. Bharata's pure fame is a clear moon risen in the sky of devotees' hearts, and the poet's mind gazes at it unblinking, like a chakori.
कृपासिन्धु लखि लोग दुखारे । निज सनेहँ सुरपति छल भारे ॥
सभा राउ गुरु महिसुर मन्त्री । भरत भगति सब के मति जन्त्री ॥
kṛpāsindhu lakhi loga dukhāre | nija saneham̐ surapati chala bhāre ||
sabhā rāu guru mahisura mantrī | bharata bhagati saba ke mati jantrī ||
रामहिँ चितवत चित्र लिखे से । सकुचत बोलत बचन सिखे से ॥
भरत प्रीति नति बिनय बड़ाई । सुनत सुखद बरनत कठिनाई ॥
rāmahim̐ citavata citra likhe se | sakucata bolata bacana sikhe se ||
bharata prīti nati binaya bar̤āī | sunata sukhada baranata kaṭhināī ||
जासु बिलोकि भगति लवलेसू । प्रेम मगन मुनि-गन मिथिलेसू ॥
महिमा तासु कहइ किमि तुलसी । भगति सुभायँ सुमति हियँ हुलसी ॥
jāsu biloki bhagati lavalesū | prema magana muni-gana mithilesū ||
mahimā tāsu kahai kimi tulasī | bhagati subhāyam̐ sumati hiyam̐ hulasī ||
आपु छोटि महिमा बड़ि जानी । कविकुल-कानि मानि सकुचानी ॥
कहि न सकति गुन रुचि अधिकाई । मति गति बाल-बचन की नाँई ॥
āpu choṭi mahimā bar̤i jānī | kavikula-kāni māni sakucānī ||
kahi na sakati guna ruci adhikāī | mati gati bāla-bacana kī nām̐ī ||
भरत बिमल जस बिमल-बिधु, सुमति चकोर-कुमारि ।
उदित बिमल जन हृदय नभ, एक टक रही निहारि ॥
bharata bimala jasa bimala-bidhu, sumati cakora-kumāri |
udita bimala jana hṛdaya nabha, eka ṭaka rahī nihāri ||
Text source: Wikisource · Public domain (Tulsidas, 16th c.; 1925 edition, Wikisource PD-1996 tag); transcription CC BY-SA 4.0
