Sri Rama Charita Manasa - Shri Sita Ram Foundation, USA

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overcome with love, they all cried in alarm: ìWe are late already.î ìLet us come again
at this very hour tomorrow !î So saying one of them smiled within herself. S∂tå blushed
at this pregnant remark. She got afraid of Her mother; for she felt it was already late.
Recovering Herself with considerable effort she received ›r∂ Råma into Her heart and
conscious of Her dependence on Her sire returned home. (1ó4)
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Do.: dekhana misa mæga bihaga taru phirai bahori bahori,
nirakhi nirakhi raghub∂ra chabi båRhai pr∂ti na thori.234.
Under pretence of looking at a deer, bird or tree She turned again and again; and each
time She gazed on the beauteous Hero of Raghuís race, Her love waxed not a little. (234)
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Cau.: jåni ka¢hina sivacåpa bisµurati, cal∂ råkhi ura syåmala mµurati II
prabhu jaba jåta jånak∂ jån∂, sukha saneha sobhå guna khån∂ II
parama premamaya mædu masi k∂nh∂, cåru citta bh∂t∂° likhi l∂nh∂ II
ga∂ bhavån∂ bhavana bahor∂, ba≈di carana bol∂ kara jor∂ II
jaya jaya giribararåja kisor∂, jaya mahesa mukha ca≈da cakor∂ II
jaya gajabadana aŒånana måtå, jagata janani dåmini duti gåtå II
nahiÚ tava ådi madhya avasånå, amita prabhåu bedu nahiÚ jånå II
bhava bhava bibhava paråbhava kårini, bisva bimohani svabasa bihårini II
Drooping at the thought of the unyielding bow of ›iva, She proceeded with the
image of the swarthy form in Her heart. When the Lord perceived that Janakaís
Daughter, a fountain of bliss, affection, grace and goodness, was going, He sketched
Her on the sheet of His heart with the soft ink of supreme love. S∂tå then sought
Bhavån∂ís temple and, adoring Her feet, prayed to Her with joined palms: ìGlory, all glory
to You, O Daughter of the mountain-king ! Glory to You, who gaze on the countenance
of the great Lord ›iva as a Cakora bird on the moon. Glory to You, O Mother of the
elephant-headed Gaƒe‹a and the six-faced Kårtikeya and mother of the universe with
limbs shining as lightning. You have no beginning, middle or end; Your infinite glory is a
mystery even to the Vedas. You are responsible for the birth, maintenance and
destruction of the universe; You enchant the whole universe and carry on Your sports
independently of others. (1ó4)
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