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Gazing her fill at his beauty, Sita remembers her father's vow and her mind is shaken again. Alas, father has taken up a terrible stubbornness and weighs neither gain nor loss. No minister gives timely counsel, a great wrong in an assembly of the wise. Where is a bow harder than a thunderbolt, and where this tender dark youth? How can I keep heart, O Creator? Can a shirisha flower pierce a diamond? The whole assembly has lost its wits; Shambhu's bow is my only hope now. Cast your heaviness on the people and grow light at the sight of Raghupati. Each moment passes like a hundred ages. Her eyes go from the Lord to the ground, like two fish of Kamadeva playing in the moon's disc.
नीकें निरखि नयन भरि सोभा । पितु-पनु सुमिरि बहुरि मन छोभा ॥
अहह तात दारुनि हठ ठानी । समुझत नहिँ कछु लाभ न हानी ॥
nīkeṃ nirakhi nayana bhari sobhā | pitu-panu sumiri bahuri mana chobhā ||
ahaha tāta dāruni haṭha ṭhānī | samujhata nahim̐ kachu lābha na hānī ||
सचिव सभय सिख देइ न कोई । बुध-समाज बड़ अनुचित होई ॥
कहँ धनु कुलिसहु चाहि कठोरा । कहँ स्यामल मृदु-गात-किसोरा ॥
saciva sabhaya sikha dei na koī | budha-samāja bar̤a anucita hoī ||
kaham̐ dhanu kulisahu cāhi kaṭhorā | kaham̐ syāmala mṛdu-gāta-kisorā ||
बिधि केहि भाँति धरउँ उर धीरा । सिरस सुमन कन बेधिअ हीरा ॥
सकल सभा के मति भइ भोरी । अब मोहि सम्भुचाप गति तोरी ॥
bidhi kehi bhām̐ti dharaum̐ ura dhīrā | sirasa sumana kana bedhia hīrā ||
sakala sabhā ke mati bhai bhorī | aba mohi sambhucāpa gati torī ||
निज जड़ता लोगन्ह पर डारी । होहि हरुअ रघुपतिहि निहारी ॥
अति परिताप सीय मन माहीँ । लव निमेष जुग सब सय जाहीँ ॥
nija jar̤atā loganha para ḍārī | hohi harua raghupatihi nihārī ||
ati paritāpa sīya mana māhīm̐ | lava nimeṣa juga saba saya jāhīm̐ ||
प्रभुहि चितइ पुनि चितव महि, राजत लोचन लोल ।
खेलत मनसिज मीन जुग, जनु बिधु मंडल डोल ॥
prabhuhi citai puni citava mahi, rājata locana lola |
khelata manasija mīna juga, janu bidhu maṃḍala ḍola ||
Text source: Wikisource · Public domain (Tulsidas, 16th c.; 1925 edition, Wikisource PD-1996 tag); transcription CC BY-SA 4.0
