Рамаяна: Том 2: Араньяканда, Кишкиндхаканда и Сундараканда · Часть 113
Полный четырёхтомник Манматхи Натха Датта, английский, Калькутта, 1891–1894. Все четыре тома конкретного перевода М. Н. Датта: Балаканда, Айодхьяканда, Араньяканда, Кишкиндхаканда, Сундараканда, Юддхаканда и Уттараканда. Полный текст выбранного четырёхтомного издания; это не собрание всех версий Рамаяны.
Все четыре тома конкретного перевода М. Н. Датта: Балаканда, Айодхьяканда, Араньяканда, Кишкиндхаканда, Сундараканда, Юддхаканда и Уттараканда. Полный текст выбранного четырёхтомного издания; это не собрание всех версий Рамаяны.
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Being thus addressed by Sugriva, the monkey Dadhimukha, delighted, bowed
unto him, Raghava and Lakshmana. And adoring Sugriva and the highly
powerful descendants of Raghu, he along with other heroic monkeys,
leaped up in the sky. He went away with the same speed with which he
came and leaping down on the earth from the sky, entered the orchard.
And entering that forest he beheld all the leaders of the monkeys
spending the hours delightedly, having passed urine, the outcome of
honey. And approaching them, the heroe, with folded hands and delighted,
addressed Angada, with the following words--"O gentle one, do thou not
take offence, for these monkeys, protecting the garden enraged,
unweetingly prevented thee. O thou of great strength, thou art worn out
with thy long journey, do thou drink thy own honey, thou art our prince
and the master of this garden. It behoveth thee to forgive us for our
wrath arising out of ignorance. Like unto thy sire before, thyself and
Sugriva are the lords of these monkey hosts, O thou foremost of them,
and none else. O innocent prince, I have related all about this unto thy
uncle. When I described unto him, the arrival of all these forest
rangers, as well as of thine accompanied by them, and the destruction of
this garden by you all, he was not the least offended, rather delighted.
And worked up with joy thy uncle Sugriva, the lord of earth and monkeys,
said "Send them all here speedily." Hearing those words from Dadhimukha,
Angada, the foremost of the monkeys and skilled in speech, addressed
them all, saying--"O ye leaders of the monkey hosts, I fear, Rama hath
heard all about this. Dadhimukha relates everything joyfully and hence I
infer this. And our work finished, O slayer of foes, it doth not behove
us to remain here (any longer). You have all drunk honey at your
pleasure and there is nothing left and you should now go where the
monkey king Sugriva is. O leading monkeys, I shall follow what you will
in a band desire me to do. In actions I am surbordinate unto you all. I
am not justified to command although I am a prince. You are all of
accomplished actions, it is not proper to repress you forcibly. "
Hearing those sweet words of the prince Angada, the monkeys delightedly
replied, saying--"O king, O foremost of monkeys, who else can speak thus
being a master? Any one else, we think, is proud of his wealth. Such
like words become thee only and none else. Thy humility speaks of thy
future greatness. We are all anxious to go there, where Sugriva, the
king of the monkeys, is. Verily we speak unto thee, O foremost of
monkeys, that without thy permission, none amongst us, is capable of
advancing a single step." They addressing him thus, Angada replied--"All
right, let us all go." Saying this he leaped up in the sky and was
followed by all those monkeys, clouding the welkin as if with stones
thrown up by a tool. And placing before them Angada and Hanuman, the
monkeys leaping vehemently up in the sky roared like unto clouds driven
by the wind. And Angada nearing, Sugriva, the lord of the monkeys, spoke
unto the lotus-eyed Rama, stricken with grief, saying--"May good betide
thee. Do thou console thyself. The worshipful dame has been found out;
there is not the least doubt about it. Or else they would not have come
as the time is already past. I (further more) infer this from Angada's
joy, O thou of auspicious presence. Without being successful in his
mission, the large-armed prince, Angada, the foremost of the monkeys,
would not have come to me. If the monkeys had engaged in such an unfair
proceeding without being successful in their mission, Angada would have
looked poorly and his mind would have been over-whelmed with grief and
forgetfulness. And without beholding the daughter of the king Janaka
they would not have dared to destroy _Madhuvana_ obtained and preserved
by my forefathers. Do thou console thyself, O Rama, by whom Kaucalya
hath become the mother of a good son. O thou, rigidly observing any
religious vow or obligation, forsooth hath Hanuman beheld the worshipful
dame and none else. No other wight is so qualified an instrument in
encompassing this end. O thou of excellent intellect, Hanuman knoweth
the art of success, is gifted with intellect, perseverance and courage
and is versed in _Sastras_. That work cannot fail, which is worked out
by Jambavan and Angada and presided over by Hanuman. Be not laden with
anxiety, O thou of unmitigated prowess. These monkeys have come here
excited with pride and drink. They would not have come with such a
grandeur had they been but unsuccessful. From their breaking down the
orchard and drinking honey I inferred so. Thereupon he heard in the sky
the joyous sounds of the monkeys proud on account of Hanuman's work,
proceeding towards Kishkindha and as if announcing their success.
Thereupon hearing the noise of these monkeys, Sugriva, their chief,
being greatly delighted, uplifted his tail. And placing Angada and
Hanuman before them those monkeys proceeded to behold Rama. And those
heroes headed by Angada, delighted and intoxicated, descended before
Raghava and the lord of the monkeys. And the mighty-armed Hanuman,
lowering his head, related unto Raghava, Sita's spiritual and physical
well-being. And hearing from Hanuman the sweet words that he had beheld
Sita, Rama and Lakshmana were greatly delighted. And being confirmed
thus by the Wind-god's son, Lakshmana, greatly pleased, respectfully
looked towards Sugriva. And Raghava too, the slayer of foes, worked up
with joy, cast respectful looks towards Hanuman.
SECTION LXV.
Thereupon getting at the Mount _Prasravana_ surrounded by a variegated
forest, lowering their heads unto the mighty Rama and Lakshmana, placing
before them their prince (Angada) and bowing unto Sugriva, the monkeys
began to relate the story of Sita. And they described unto Rama, the
confinement of Sita in Ravana's seraglio, the remonstrances of the
she-demons, her unflinching attachment in her lord and the time
appointed (by the Rakshasa for her destruction). And hearing of
Vaidehi's well-being Rama said--"O monkeys where liveth the worshipful
Sita? And how is her attachment unto me? Do ye relate everything unto
me." Hearing those painful words of Rama, the monkeys desired Hanuman,
conversant with the whereabouts of Sita, to describe every thing unto
him. Hearing their words, Hanuman, the Wind-god's son, versed in the art
of speech, lowering his head in Sita's name and towards the southern
direction (where she liveth) began to relate how he succeeded in
beholding Sita. And conferring on (Rama) the heavenly jewel set on a
golden leaf and burning with its own effulgence, Hanuman, with folded
hands, began--"Anxious to behold Sita, the daughter of the king Janaka,
I, ploughing over the main extending over a hundred _yojana_, wended my
way and by and by reached Lanka, the capital of the vicious-souled
Ravana. Lanka is situated on the southern bank of the southern occean.
And I saw there Sita, in the inner appartment of Ravana. Centering all
her thoughts in thee, breathes that damsel, O Rama. I saw her reviled by
the she demons again and again. She is being guarded in that garden by
the grim-visaged Rakshasees. And that worshipful dame, O hero, ever used
to happiness, is now stricken with grief in thy absence. Confined in
Ravana's inner apartment, well protected by those she-demons, wearing a
single braid of hair and poorly, she is engaged only in thoughts
touching thee. She in lying on earth, shorn of all grace like unto a
lotus on the appearance of the winter. She hath not the least attachment
for Ravana and is resolved upon putting an end to her existence. O
Kakutstha, O innocent prince, after enquiring for sometime, I found that
worshipful dame devoted unto thee, and narrating the glories of the
Ikshwaku race, O foremost of men, I created her confidence by and by,
and addressing her I related everything. And hearing of the friendship
between thee and Sugriva she was greatly delighted. And she has her
respect for thee unshaken and all her actions are for thee. O great man,
O thou best of men, I beheld the daughter of Janaka in this plight,
engaged in hard austerities and ever devoted unto thee. O thou of great
intelligence, O Raghava, offering me (this jewel) as a token, she wanted
me to relate unto thee, the occurrence at the mount _chitrakuta_
regarding the crow. And Janaki addressing me said--'O Wind-god's son, do
thou describe everything of what thou hast seen here, unto Rama. And
relating everything before Sugriva, do thou present him with this jewel
which has been preserved by me with great care. I have kept with great
care this excellent jewel of great effulgence. Do thou remind him of the
mark which he made on my forehead with red arsenic. O innocent monkey,
greatly delighted am I on beholding the brilliant jewel which he has
sent through thee. Breathe shall I only for a month, beyond that I shall
never live, subject as I am to the demons.' Thus was I accosted by Sita,
reduced to a skeleton, observing pious observances, shut up in Ravana's
inner apartment and having eyes like those of a hind. I have described
unto thee everything, O Raghava, do thou make arrangements for bridging
over the ocean." And considering those two princes greatly consoled, the
Wind-god's son handed over that token unto Raghava and described
everything from the beginning to the end.
SECTION LXVI.
Being thus accosted by Hanuman, Rama, the son of Dacaratha, placing that
jewel on his breast, wept with Lakshmana. And beholding that excellent
jewel, Raghava, stricken with grief, with eyes full of tears, spake unto
Sugriva, saying,--"Forsooth my heart melteth on beholding this jewel as
milk trickleth down from the udders of a cow on beholding its calf. This
jewel was conferred on Sita. by my father-in-law at the time of our
wedding, and to enhance its beauty, she wore it on her head. And this
jewel, obtained from the bed of the ocean, was conferred on him (Janaka)
by the intelligent Sakra, greatly delighted for being adored in a
sacrifice. O gentle one, this bringeth back to my mind, the memory of my
father, and father-in-law the king of Videha. This excellent jewel
appeared beautiful on the crown of my dear one, and methinks, on
beholding it, I have as if got back my beloved spouse. Do thou relate
unto me again and again, O gentle one, what Vaidehi hath said, as if
sprinkling me with the water of her words like unto one rendered
senseless. What greater grief can there be, O Saumitri, that I behold
the jewel obtained from the ocean but not Vaidehi? Truly doth Vaidehi
live for a long time if she breathes for a month. But O hero, I cannot
live for a moment even without that one having dark-blue eyes. Do thou
take me there where thou hast beheld my dear spouse. I cannot live for a
moment while I have received intelligence about her. How liveth that
timid damsel, having a beautiful waist, being terrified, amidst the
terrible and grim Rakshasees? Truly her countenance is not appearing
beautiful like unto the autumnal moon, enveloped with clouds, although
cleared off the darkness. Do thou relate unto me in sooth, O Hanuman,
what Sita hath spoken unto thee. I shall live by these words, as the
sick are cured by medicine. O Hanuman, what halh my dear wife,
sweet-speeched, and highly beautiful, spoken unto thee, being separated
from me? How breathes she going through a series of calamities?"
SECTION LXVII.
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