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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563255" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mandodari's Lament And The Funerals</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Hast thou fallen,' wept in anguish Ravan's first and eldest bride,<br>Mandodari, slender-waisted, Queen of Lanka's state and pride,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Hast thou fallen, king and consort, more than Gods in warlike might,<br>Slain by man, whom bright Immortals feared to facein dubious fight?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not a man!-the Dark Destroyer came to thee in mortal form,<br>Or the heaven-traversing VISHNU, INDRA ruler of the storm,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gods of sky in shape of Vanars helped the dark and cruel deed,<br>Girdling round the Discus-Wielder in the battle's direst need!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well I knew,-when Khara, Dushan, were by Rama's prowess slain,<br>Rama was no earthly mortal, he who crossed the mighty main,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well I knew,-when with his army he invested Lanka's gate,<br>Rama was no earthly mortal but the messenger of Fate,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I prayed,-the faithful Sita, might unto her consort go,<br>For 'tis writ that nations perish for a righteous woman's woe,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But for impious lust of woman,-all forgetful of thy wife,<br>Thou hast lost thy crown and kingdom, thou hast lost thy fated life!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Woe to me! the sad remembrance haunts my tortured bosom still,<br>Of our days on famed Kailasa or on Meru's golden hill,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Done the days of joy and gladness, Mandodari's days are done,<br>Since her lord and king and husband from her dear embrace is gone!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sorely wept the Queen of Lanka; Rama, tender, tearful, true,<br>Bade the funeral rites and honours to a fallen foeman due,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And they heaped the wood of Chandan and the fragrant garland laid,<br>On the pyre they lifted Ravan in the richest robes arrayed,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Weeping queens and sorrowing Rakshas round their fallen leader stood,<br>Brahmans with their chaunted mantras piled the dry and scented wood,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oil and cords and sacred offerings were upon the altar laid,<br>And a goat of inky darkness as a sacrifice was slayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Piously the good Bibhishan lighted Ravan's funeral pyre,<br>And the zephyrs gently blowing fanned the bright and blazing fire,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slow and sad with due abititions mourners left the funeral site,<br>Rama then unstrung his weapon, laid aside his arms of might.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Valmiki">Valmiki</a><div class=q>
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