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Laṅkākāṇḍa · गीत 278

Laṅkākāṇḍa Song 9: Hanumān Brings the Life-Restoring Mountain

Complete song 278 of 330

सुनि हनुमंत-बचन रघुबीर। सत्य, समीर-सुवन! सब लायक, कह्यो राम धरि धीर॥ १ ॥ चहिये बैद, ईस-आयसु धरि सीस कीस बलवान। आन्यो सदनसहित सोवत ही, जौलौं पलक परै न॥ २ ॥ जियै कुँवर, निसि मिलै मूलिका, कीन्ही बिनय सुषेन। उठ्यो कपीस, सुमिरि सीतापति चल्यो सजीवनि लेन॥ ३ ॥ कालनेमि दलि बेगि बिलोक्यौ द्रोनाचल जिय जानि। देखी दिब्य ओषधी जहँ तहँ जरी, न परि पहिचानि॥ ४ ॥ लियो उठाय कुधर कंदुक-ज्यौं, बेग न जाइ बखानि। ज्यों धाए गजराज-उधारन सपदि सुदरसनपानि॥ ५ ॥ आनि पहार जोहारे प्रभु, कियो बैदराज उपचार। करुनासिंधु बंधु भेट्यो, मिटि गयो सकल दुख-भार॥ ६ ॥ मुदित भालु कपि-कटक, लह्यो जनु समर पयोनिधि पार। बहुरि ठौरही राखि महीधर आयो पवनकुमार॥ ७ ॥ सेन सहित सेवकहि सराहत पुनि पुनि राम सुजान। बरषि सुमन, हिय हरषि प्रसंसत बिबुध बजाइ निसान॥ ८ ॥ तुलसिदास सुधि पाइ निसाचर भए मनहु बिनु प्रान। परी भोरही रोर लंकगढ़, दई हाँक हनुमान॥ ९ ॥

Hearing Hanumān’s words, Raghubīra steadied himself and said, “True, son of the Wind—you are capable of all this.” (1) “A physician is needed.” Bearing the Lord’s command upon his head, the mighty monkey brought the healer, asleep inside his house, before an eyelid could fall. (2) “The prince will live if the herb is found before night ends,” Suṣeṇa submitted. The monkey lord rose, remembered Sītā’s Lord, and set out for the life-restoring herb. (3) Slaying Kālanemi, he swiftly sighted Droṇācala and knew the mountain in his heart. He saw divine herbs shining everywhere but could not identify the one. (4) He lifted the mountain like a ball; his speed cannot be described. It was as though the discus-bearing Lord raced at once to rescue the elephant king. (5) He brought the mountain and bowed to the Lord; the royal physician administered the remedy. The Ocean of Compassion embraced his brother, and the entire burden of sorrow vanished. (6) The bear and monkey host rejoiced as though it had crossed the ocean of battle. Then the son of the Wind returned the mountain to its place. (7) Wise Rāma repeatedly praised his servant before the whole army. The delighted gods showered flowers, sounded drums, and offered praise. (8) Tulsīdāsa says the night-rangers, hearing the news, seemed bereft of life. At daybreak, when Hanumān gave his challenge, an uproar filled Laṅkā’s fortress. (9)