SECTION LXXXVIII.

Having heard everything, Bharata in company with the counsellors went to

the foot of the Ingudi tree and saw the bed of Rama. And he said unto

his mothers, "That high- souled one lay down here on the ground during

the night and his limbs pressed this spot. Begot of that foremost of

monarchs, the exalted and intelligent Dacaratha, Rama does not deserve

to sleep on the earth. How can that chief of men having reposed in beds

furnished with pillows made of deer-skins and having superb cloths, have

lain down on the earth? Always reposing in mansions and in upper

apartments paved with silver and gold and supplied with excellent

bed-cloths, decked with heaps of flowers, perfumed with sandal and

_aguru_, hued like unto pale clouds, resonant with the notes of many

parrots,--in palaces going before the choicest of their class, ringing

with music, and perfumed-- like unto Meru itself, with their bases

composed of gold, Rama used to be awakened with vocal and instrumental

music, the tinklings of elegant ornaments and the peals of goodly

_mridangas_--that subduer of foes being in due season hymned by the

eulogists, and friends, bards and genealogists, with worthy ballads and

penegerycs. (This assertion of Rama's lying down on the ground) appears

to me incredible: it doth by no means look unto me like truth. Forsooth,

I am amazed. I take it, this is a vision. Verily, no destiny is superior

to Time, since Dacaratha's son, Rama himself, had to repose on the

earth,--and the beauteous beloved daughter of Videha's king, and the

daughter-in-law of Dacaratha, had to lie down on the ground. This was

the bed of my brother; on this hard spot did he turn his lovely limbs,

and this grass was pressed by them. I think that the graceful Sita

adorned with ornaments slept in this bed, for here and there are

scattered particles of gold. It is clear that Sita had spread her sheet

at this spot,--hence it is that fibres of silk are discoverable here. I

deem that the bed of her lord appeareth agreeable unto a wife, since a

girl tender and in affliction, the chaste daughter of Mithila

experienced no inconvenience (in sleeping in one such). Ah, I am undone!

Baleful am I, for it is on my account that Raghava along with his wife,

lay down in such a bed, like one forlorn. Born in the imperial race, and

capable of conferring happiness on all, the bringer-about of all good,

why did Raghava of dark blue hue like that Of a lotus, graceful, and

crowned with red eyes, the inheriter of happiness and undeserving of

misery,--having left his dear consummate kingdom, lie down on the

ground? Surely the mighty-armed Lakshmana graced with auspicious marks

is blessed,--he who in the time of dire adversity followeth his brother

Rama. And blessed is Videha's daughter who followeth her husband into

the woods. Bereft of that magnanimous one, we have all been brought into

jeopardy. The Earth without her helmsman seemeth me quite empty, on

Dacaratha having ascended the celestial regions and Rama taken refuge in

the wilderness. On Rama having set up his dwelling in the forest, one

(like me) doth not even mentally covet this earth which had been

protected by the immense prowess (of Raghava). With her walls

undefended, her horses and elephants unrestrained, and her gates left

open, the defenceless metropolis deprived of her power, placed in peril

and without any protection, is surely not regarded by the enemies, like

food mixed with poison. From this day forth I will lie down on the

ground, or on the grass, daily subsisting on fruits and roots, and

bearing matted locks and a cloth of bark. And for his sake I will in

future live happily in the woods. (By my doing so), the promise of that

high-minded one shall not be rendered null. Me residing in the forest in

the interests of my brother, Satrughna shall bear company; while my

noble one will rule Ayodhya assisted by Lakshmana. The twice-born ones

will sprinkle Kakutstha in Ayodhya. May the deities realize this desire

of mine! Propitiated by me personally in various ways with bent head, if

he do not consent, then shall I ever stay with Raghava in the woods.

Surely he cannot long persist in putting me off."

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