भूप सहस-दस एकहि बारा । लगे उठावन टरइ न टारा ॥
डगइ न सम्भु सरासन कैसें । कामी बचन सती मन जैसें ॥
bhūpa sahasa-dasa ekahi bārā | lage uṭhāvana ṭarai na ṭārā ||
ḍagai na sambhu sarāsana kaiseṃ | kāmī bacana satī mana jaiseṃ ||
5 verses · 251 of 361
Then ten thousand kings try together, yet it will not move. Shambhu's bow does not stir, as a chaste woman's mind does not waver at a lustful man's words. The kings become a laughing stock, like a sannyasi without renunciation; their fame and valour are lost to the bow. Shorn of lustre, they return to their seats. Janaka grows distressed and speaks as if in anger: kings from every land came at my vow, devas and danavas in human form, and many seasoned heroes. A lovely princess, great victory and fame were here to be won, but it seems Brahma never made the one who could break this bow.
भूप सहस-दस एकहि बारा । लगे उठावन टरइ न टारा ॥
डगइ न सम्भु सरासन कैसें । कामी बचन सती मन जैसें ॥
bhūpa sahasa-dasa ekahi bārā | lage uṭhāvana ṭarai na ṭārā ||
ḍagai na sambhu sarāsana kaiseṃ | kāmī bacana satī mana jaiseṃ ||
सब नृप भये जोग उपहासी । जैसें बिनु बिराग संन्यासी ॥
कीरति विजय बीरता भारी । चले चाप कर बरबस हारी ॥
saba nṛpa bhaye joga upahāsī | jaiseṃ binu birāga saṃnyāsī ||
kīrati vijaya bīratā bhārī | cale cāpa kara barabasa hārī ||
श्रीहत भये हारि हियँ राजा । बैठे निज निज जाइ समाजा ॥
नृपन्ह बिलोकि जनक अकुलाने । बोले बचन रोष जनु साने ॥
śrīhata bhaye hāri hiyam̐ rājā | baiṭhe nija nija jāi samājā ||
nṛpanha biloki janaka akulāne | bole bacana roṣa janu sāne ||
दीप दीप के भूपति नाना । आये सुनि हम जो पन ठाना ॥
देव दनुज धरि मनुज सरीरा । बिपुल बीर आये रनधीरा ॥
dīpa dīpa ke bhūpati nānā | āye suni hama jo pana ṭhānā ||
deva danuja dhari manuja sarīrā | bipula bīra āye ranadhīrā ||
कुँअरि मनोहर बिजय बड़ि, कीरति अति-कमनीय ।
पावनिहार बिरञ्चि जनु, रचेउ न धनु-दमनीय ॥
kum̐ari manohara bijaya bar̤i, kīrati ati-kamanīya |
pāvanihāra birañci janu, raceu na dhanu-damanīya ||
Text source: Wikisource · Public domain (Tulsidas, 16th c.; 1925 edition, Wikisource PD-1996 tag); transcription CC BY-SA 4.0