SECTION LXXXXVI.

Having showed unto Mithila's daughter the river belonging to the

mountain, Rama sat down on its table-land and, gratifying Sita with

meat, said unto her, "This clean meat tastes sweet, having been roasted

in fire." The righteous Raghava was thus seated in company with Sita,

when Bharata's followers came there. And filling the heavens, there

arose clouds of dust raised by the army as well as an uproar. And at

this time mad leaders of elephant-herds accompanied by the latter,

scared by the terrible tumult, scudded on all sides. And Raghava heard

the noise raised by the army; and also saw all those leaders of

elephant-herds scampering away. And having seen them running away and

heard that hubbub, Rama spoke unto Sumitra's son, Lakshmana of flaming

energy, "Ha! Lakshmana, in whom Sumitra has been blest with a worthy

son, hark! A tremendous and dreadful uproar resembling the rumbling of

cloulds is being heard; and in the woods and mighty forest, deer and

buffalos and herds of elephants being accompanied by lions are suddenly

scampering away in all directions. O Sumitra's son, it behoves thee to

learn whether any king or prince is hunting in the forest, or any

ferocious beast is (ravaging the woods). O Lakshmana, this mountain is

even incapable of being frequented by fowls. Therefore it behoves thee

to learn all about it, as has actually been the case."--Thereat,

hurriedly ascending a flowering _Sala_ tree, Lakshmana surveying all

sides, fixed his gaze on the east. And viewing the east, he discovered a

mighty army, abounding with elephants, horses and cars, and consisting

of equipped infantry. Thereupon, Lakshmana communicated unto Rama

tidings concerning that army filled with elephants and steeds, and

decked with cars and streamers; and spoke unto Rama, saying, "O noble

one, do you put out the fire; and let Sita go into the cave. And do you

string your bow and make ready the arrows and don on your mail."

Thereat, Rama--chief of men--answered Lakshmana, saying, "O son of

Sumitra, do thou (first) ascertain whom this host belongs to." Thus

accosted by Rama, Lakshmana, as if consuming that army by his wrath

resembling, fire, said, "Having got himself installed, Kaikeyi's son,

Bharata, anxious to render his royalty perfectly safe, is coming hither

for the purpose of slaying us both. Yonder is seen the graceful tree. By

the same appeareth on the car the Kovidara standard, having a shining

top. And men riding swift coursers are at their pleasure making for this

place; and elephant-riders, riding on elephants, are also cheerfully

directing their course hither. Let us, O hero, taking our bows, station

ourselves on this hill. I will (to day) see Bharata, for whom we have

come by this mighty misfortune. Or let us rather remain where we are

accoutred in mail and with our arms ready. Shall he of the Kovidara

banner in conflict come under our sway? O hero, we have met with that

foe of ours for whom, O Raghava, you, Sita and myself have (experienced

such misery), for whom, O Raghava, you have been cast off from the

entire kingdom. Surely, Bharata should be slain by me. O Raghava, fault

find I none in slaying Bharata; slaying a former wronger, one doth not

reap unrighteousness. O Raghava, there is religious merit to be reaped

by slaying Bharata, who had formerly done us wrong. On this one being

slain, you will rule the entire earth. To day shall Kaikeyi lusting

after the kingdom, with grief behold her son slain in battle by me, like

a tree riven by an elephant. I will also kill Kaikeyi along (with the

hump-backed one), and her friends. Let the earth today be freed from

foul sins. To day will I, O bestower of honor, vent my restrained ire

and bad blood upon the hostile hosts, like fire set to a heap of hay.

To-day with sharpened shafts will I cut the bodies of the hostile hosts

and drench the woods of Chitrakuta with their blood. The ferocious

beasts shall drag away elephants and steeds and men slaughtered by me

with arrows penetrating into their hearts. I will, without doubt, in

this forest pay the debt I owe to my bow aid arrows, by slaying Bharata

together with all his forces."

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