was severed by him, cut off with a sharp scimitar,
as if indeed, that arm were a stalk of the Tila corn.
The mighty son of Sumitra then beholding his brother
standing before him struck off with his sword the
right arm also of that Rakshasa. And Lakshmana
also began to repeatedly strike Rakshasa under the
ribs, and then that huge headless monster fell upon
the ground and expired quickly. And then there
came out from the Rakshasa’s body a person of
celestial make. And he showed himself to the
brothers, staying for a moment in the skies, like
the Sun in his effulgence in the firmament. And
Rama skilled in speech, asked him, saying, ’Who
art thou? Answer me who enquire of thee?
Whence could such a thing happen? All this seems
to me to be exceedingly wonderful!’ Thus addressed
by Rama, that being replied unto him, saying, ’I
am, O prince, a Gandharva of the name of Viswavasu!
It was through the curse of a Brahmana that I had
to assume the form and nature of a Rakshasa.
As to thyself, O Rama, Sita hath been carried away
with violence by king Ravana who dwelleth in Lanka.
Repair thou unto Sugriva who will give thee his friendship.
There, near enough to the peak of Rishyamuka is the
lake known by the name of Pampa of sacred water and
cranes. There dwelleth, with four of his counsellors,
Sugriva, the brother of the monkey-king Vali decked
with a garland of gold. Repairing unto him, inform
of thy cause of sorrow. In plight very much like
thy own, he will render thee assistance. This
is all that we can say. Thou wilt, without doubt,
see the daughter of Janaka! Without doubt Ravana
and others are known to the king of the monkeys!’
Having said these words, that celestial being of great
effulgence made himself invisible, and those heroes,
both Rama and Lakshmana, wondered much.”
“Markandeya said, ’Afflicted with grief
at the abduction of Sita, Rama had not to go much
further before he came upon Pampa—that lake
which abounded with lotuses of various kinds.
And fanned by the cool, delicious and fragrant breezes
in those woods, Rama suddenly remembered his dear
spouse. And, O mighty monarch, thinking of that
dear wife of his, and afflicted at the thought of
his separation from her, Rama gave way to lamentations.
The son of Sumitra then addressed him saying, ’O
thou that givest proper respect to those that deserve
it, despondency such as this should not be suffered
to approach thee, like illness that can never touch
an old man leading a regular life! Thou hast obtained
information of Ravana and of the princess of Videha!
Liberate her now with exertion and intelligence!
Let us now approach Sugriva, that foremost of monkeys,
who is even now on the mountain top! Console thyself,
when I, thy disciple and slave and ally, am near!’
And addressed by Lakshmana in these and other words
of the same import, Rama regained his own nature and
attended to the business before him. And bathing