Ramayana, Book 2, The

<SPAN name="toc205" id="toc205"></SPAN> <SPAN name="pdf206" id="pdf206"></SPAN> <SPAN name="CantoII-XXV" id="CantoII-XXV" class="tei tei-anchor"></SPAN> <h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Canto XXV. Kausalyá's Blessing.</span></h2> <div class="tei tei-lg" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"> <div>Her grief and woe she cast aside,</div> <div>Her lips with water purified,</div> <div>And thus her benison began</div> <div>That mother of the noblest man:</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >“If thou wilt hear no words of mine,</span></div> <div>Go forth, thou pride of Raghu's line.</div> <div>Go, darling, and return with speed,</div> <div>Walking where noble spirits lead.</div> <div>May virtue on thy steps attend,</div> <div>And be her faithful lover's friend.</div> <div>May Those to whom thy vows are paid</div> <div>In temple and in holy shade,</div> <div>With all the mighty saints combine</div> <div>To keep that precious life of thine.</div> <div>The arms wise Viśvámitra<SPAN id="noteref_292" name="noteref_292" href="#note_292"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">292</span></span></SPAN> gave</div> <div>Thy virtuous soul from danger save.</div> <div>Long be thy life: thy sure defence</div> <div>Shall be thy truthful innocence,</div> <div>And that obedience, naught can tire,</div> <div>To me thy mother and thy sire.</div> <div>May fanes where holy fires are fed,</div> <div>Altars with grass and fuel spread,</div> <div>Each sacrificial ground, each tree,</div> <div>Rock, lake, and mountain, prosper thee.</div> <div>Let old Viráj,<SPAN id="noteref_293" name="noteref_293" href="#note_293"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">293</span></span></SPAN> and Him who made</div> <div>The universe, combine to aid;</div> <div>Let Indra and each guardian Lord</div> <div>Who keeps the worlds, their help afford,</div> <div>And be thy constant friend the Sun,</div> <div>Lord Púshá, Bhaga, Aryuman.<SPAN id="noteref_294" name="noteref_294" href="#note_294"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">294</span></span></SPAN></div> <div>Fortnights and seasons, nights and days,</div> <div>Years, months, and hours, protect thy ways,</div> <div>Vrihaspati shall still be nigh,</div> <div>The War-God, and the Moon on high,</div> <div>And Nárad<SPAN id="noteref_295" name="noteref_295" href="#note_295"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">295</span></span></SPAN> and the sainted seven<SPAN id="noteref_296" name="noteref_296" href="#note_296"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">296</span></span></SPAN></div> <div>Shall watch thee from their starry heaven.</div> <div>The mountains, and the seas which ring</div> <div>The world, and Varuṇa the King,</div> <div>Sky, ether, and the wind, whate'er</div> <div>Moves not or moves, for thee shall care.</div> <div>Each lunar mansion be benign,</div> <div>With happier light the planets shine;</div> <div>All gods, each light in heaven that glows,</div> <div>Protect my child where'er he goes.</div> <div>The twilight hours, the day and night,</div> <div>Keep in the wood thy steps aright.</div> <div>Watch, minute, instant, as they flee,</div> <div>Shall all bring happiness to thee.</div> <div>Celestials and the Titan brood</div> <div>Protect thee in thy solitude,</div> <div>And haunt the mighty wood to bless</div> <div>The wanderer in his hermit dress.</div> <div>Fear not, by mightier guardians screened,</div> <div>The giant or night-roving fiend;</div> <div>Nor let the cruel race who tear</div> <div>Man's flesh for food thy bosom scare.</div> <div>Far be the ape, the scorpion's sting,</div> <div>Fly, gnat, and worm, and creeping thing.</div> <div>Thee shall the hungry lion spare,</div> <div>The tiger, elephant, and bear:</div> <div>Safe, from their furious might repose,</div> <div>Safe from the horned buffaloes.</div> <div>Each savage thing the forests breed,</div> <div>That love on human flesh to feed,</div> <div>Shall for my child its rage abate,</div> <div>When thus its wrath I deprecate.</div> <div>Blest be thy ways: may sweet success</div> <div>The valour of my darling bless.</div> <div>To all that Fortune can bestow,</div> <div>Go forth, my child, my Ráma, go.</div> <div>Go forth, O happy in the love</div> <div>Of all the Gods below, above;</div> <div>And in those guardian powers confide</div> <div>Thy paths who keep, thy steps who guide.</div> <div>May Śukra,<SPAN id="noteref_297" name="noteref_297" href="#note_297"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">297</span></span></SPAN> Yáma, Sun, and Moon,</div> <div>And He who gives each golden boon,<SPAN id="noteref_298" name="noteref_298" href="#note_298"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">298</span></span></SPAN></div> <div>Won by mine earnest prayers, be good</div> <div>To thee, my son, in Daṇḍak wood.</div> <div>Fire, wind, and smoke, each text and spell</div> <div>From mouths of holy seers that fell,</div> <div>Guard Ráma when his limbs he dips,</div> <div>Or with the stream makes pure his lips!</div> <div>May the great saints and He, the Lord</div> <div>Who made the worlds, by worlds adored,</div> <div>And every God in heaven beside</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >My banished Ráma keep and guide.”</span></div> </div> <div class="tei tei-lg" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"> <div>Thus with due praise the long-eyed dame,</div> <div>Ennobled by her spotless fame,</div> <div>With wreaths of flowers and precious scent</div> <div>Worshipped the Gods, most reverent.</div> <div>A high-souled Bráhman lit the fire,</div> <div>And offered, at the queen's desire,</div> <div>The holy oil ordained to burn</div> <div>For Ráma's weal and safe return.</div> <div>Kauśalyá best of dames, with care</div> <div>Set oil, wreaths, fuel, mustard, there.</div> <div>Then when the rites of fire had ceased,</div> <div>For Ráma's bliss and health, the priest,</div> <div>Standing without gave what remained</div> <div>In general offering,<SPAN id="noteref_299" name="noteref_299" href="#note_299"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">299</span></span></SPAN> as ordained.</div> <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page125"></span><SPAN name="Pg125" id="Pg125" class="tei tei-anchor"></SPAN> <div>Dealing among the twice-horn train</div> <div>Honey, and curds, and oil, and grain,</div> <div>He bade each heart and voice unite</div> <div>To bless the youthful anchorite.</div> <div>Then Ráma's mother, glorious dame</div> <div>Bestowed, to meet the Bráhman's claim,</div> <div>A lordly fee for duty done:</div> <div>And thus again addressed her son:</div> </div> <div class="tei tei-lg" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >“Such blessings as the Gods o'erjoyed</span></div> <div>Poured forth, when Vritra<SPAN id="noteref_300" name="noteref_300" href="#note_300"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">300</span></span></SPAN> was destroyed,</div> <div>On Indra of the thousand eyes,</div> <div>Attend, my child, thine enterprise!</div> <div>Yea, such as Vinatá once gave</div> <div>To King Suparṇa<SPAN id="noteref_301" name="noteref_301" href="#note_301"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">301</span></span></SPAN> swift and brave,</div> <div>Who sought the drink that cheers the skies,</div> <div>Attend, my child, thine enterprise!</div> <div>Yea, such as, when the Amrit rose,<SPAN id="noteref_302" name="noteref_302" href="#note_302"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">302</span></span></SPAN></div> <div>And Indra slew his Daitya foes,</div> <div>The royal Aditi bestowed</div> <div>On Him whose hand with slaughter glowed</div> <div>Of that dire brood of monstrous size,</div> <div>Attend, my child, thine enterprise!</div> <div>E'en such as peerless Vishṇu graced,</div> <div>When with his triple step he paced,</div> <div>Outbursting from the dwarf's disguise,<SPAN id="noteref_303" name="noteref_303" href="#note_303"><span class="tei tei-noteref" ><span style="font-size: 60%; vertical-align: super">303</span></span></SPAN></div> <div>Attend, my child, thine enterprise!</div> <div>Floods, isles, and seasons as they fly,</div> <div>Worlds, Vedas, quarters of the sky,</div> <div>Combine, O mighty-armed, to bless</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >Thee destined heir of happiness!”</span></div> </div> <div class="tei tei-lg" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"> <div>The long-eyed lady ceased: she shed</div> <div>Pure scent and grain upon his head.</div> <div>And that prized herb whose sovereign power</div> <div>Preserves from dark misfortune's hour,</div> <div>Upon the hero's arm she set,</div> <div>To be his faithful amulet.</div> <div>While holy texts she murmured low,</div> <div>And spoke glad words though crushed by woe,</div> <div>Concealing with obedient tongue</div> <div>The pangs with which her heart was wrung.</div> <div>She bent, she kissed his brow, she pressed</div> <div>Her darling to her troubled breast:</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >“Firm in thy purpose, go,”</span> she cried,</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >“Go Ráma, and may bliss betide.</span></div> <div>Attain returning safe and well,</div> <div>Triumphant in Ayodhyá, dwell.</div> <div>Then shall my happy eyes behold</div> <div>The empire by thy will controlled.</div> <div>Then grief and care shall leave no trace,</div> <div>Joy shall light up thy mother's face,</div> <div>And I shall see my darling reign,</div> <div>In moonlike glory come again.</div> <div>These eyes shall fondly gaze on thee</div> <div>So faithful to thy sire's decree,</div> <div>When thou the forest wild shalt quit</div> <div>On thine ancestral throne to sit.</div> <div>Yea, thou shalt turn from exile back,</div> <div>Nor choicest blessings ever lack,</div> <div>Then fill with rapture ever new</div> <div>My bosom and thy consort's too.</div> <div>To Śiva and the heavenly host</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">My worship has been paid,</div> <div>To mighty saint, to godlike ghost,</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">To every wandering shade.</div> <div>Forth to the forest thou wilt hie,</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">Therein to dwell so long:</div> <div>Let all the quarters of the sky</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em"><span class="tei tei-q" >Protect my child from wrong.”</span></div> <div>Her blessings thus the queen bestowed;</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">Then round him fondly paced,</div> <div>And often, while her eyes o'erflowed,</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">Her dearest son embraced.</div> <div>Kauśalyá's honoured feet he pressed,</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">As round her steps she bent,</div> <div>And radiant with her prayers that blessed,</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">To Sítá's home he went.</div> </div> <SPAN name="toc207" id="toc207"></SPAN> <SPAN name="pdf208" id="pdf208"></SPAN> <SPAN name="CantoII-XXVI" id="CantoII-XXVI" class="tei tei-anchor"></SPAN> <h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Canto XXVI. Alone With Sítá.</span></h2> <div class="tei tei-lg" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"> <div>So Ráma, to his purpose true,</div> <div>To Queen Kauśalyá bade adieu,</div> <div>Received the benison she gave,</div> <div>And to the path of duty clave.</div> <div>As through the crowded street he passed,</div> <div>A radiance on the way he cast,</div> <div>And each fair grace, by all approved,</div> <div>The bosoms of the people moved.</div> </div> <div class="tei tei-lg" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"> <div>Now of the woeful change no word</div> <div>The fair Videhan bride had heard;</div> <div>The thought of that imperial rite</div> <div>Still filled her bosom with delight.</div> <div>With grateful heart and joyful thought</div> <div>The Gods in worship she had sought,</div> <div>And, well in royal duties learned,</div> <div>Sat longing till her lord returned,</div> <div>Not all unmarked by grief and shame</div> <div>Within his sumptuous home he came,</div> <div>And hurried through the happy crowd</div> <div>With eye dejected, gloomy-browed.</div> <div>Up Sítá sprang, and every limb</div> <div>Trembled with fear at sight of him.</div> <div>She marked that cheek where anguish fed,</div> <div>Those senses care-disquieted.</div> <div>For, when he looked on her, no more</div> <div>Could his heart hide the load it bore,</div> <div>Nor could the pious chief control</div> <div>The paleness o'er his cheek that stole.</div> <div>His altered cheer, his brow bedewed</div> <div>With clammy drops, his grief she viewed,</div> <div>And cried, consumed with fires of woe,</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >“What, O my lord, has changed thee so?</span></div> <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page126"></span><SPAN name="Pg126" id="Pg126" class="tei tei-anchor"></SPAN> <div>Vrihaspati looks down benign,</div> <div>And the moon rests in Pushya's sign,</div> <div>As Bráhmans sage this day declare:</div> <div>Then whence, my lord, this grief and care?</div> <div>Why does no canopy, like foam</div> <div>For its white beauty, shade thee home,</div> <div>Its hundred ribs spread wide to throw</div> <div>Splendour on thy fair head below?</div> <div>Where are the royal fans, to grace</div> <div>The lotus beauty of thy face,</div> <div>Fair as the moon or wild-swan's wing,</div> <div>And waving round the new-made king?</div> <div>Why do no sweet-toned bards rejoice</div> <div>To hail thee with triumphant voice?</div> <div>No tuneful heralds love to raise</div> <div>Loud music in their monarch's praise?</div> <div>Why do no Bráhmans, Scripture-read,</div> <div>Pour curds and honey on thy head,</div> <div>Anointed, as the laws ordain,</div> <div>With holy rites, supreme to reign?</div> <div>Where are the chiefs of every guild?</div> <div>Where are the myriads should have filled</div> <div>The streets, and followed home their king</div> <div>With merry noise and triumphing?</div> <div>Why does no gold-wrought chariot lead</div> <div>With four brave horses, best for speed?</div> <div>No elephant precede the crowd</div> <div>Like a huge hill or thunder cloud,</div> <div>Marked from his birth for happy fate,</div> <div>Whom signs auspicious decorate?</div> <div>Why does no henchman, young and fair,</div> <div>Precede thee, and delight to bear</div> <div>Entrusted to his reverent hold</div> <div>The burthen of thy throne of gold?</div> <div>Why, if the consecrating rite</div> <div>Be ready, why this mournful plight?</div> <div>Why do I see this sudden change,</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >This altered mien so sad and strange?”</span></div> </div> <div class="tei tei-lg" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"> <div>To her, as thus she weeping cried,</div> <div>Raghu's illustrious son replied:</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >“Sítá, my honoured sire's decree</span></div> <div>Commands me to the woods to flee.</div> <div>O high-born lady, nobly bred</div> <div>In the good paths thy footsteps tread,</div> <div>Hear, Janak's daughter, while I tell</div> <div>The story as it all befell.</div> <div>Of old my father true and brave</div> <div>Two boons to Queen Kaikeyí gave.</div> <div>Through these the preparations made</div> <div>For me to-day by her are stayed,</div> <div>For he is bound to disallow</div> <div>This promise by that earlier vow.</div> <div>In Daṇḍak forest wild and vast</div> <div>Must fourteen years by me be passed.</div> <div>My father's will makes Bharat heir,</div> <div>The kingdom and the throne to share.</div> <div>Now, ere the lonely wild I seek,</div> <div>I come once more with thee to speak.</div> <div>In Bharat's presence, O my dame,</div> <div>Ne'er speak with pride of Ráma's name:</div> <div>Another's eulogy to hear</div> <div>Is hateful to a monarch's ear.</div> <div>Thou must with love his rule obey</div> <div>To whom my father yields the sway.</div> <div>With love and sweet observance learn</div> <div>His grace, and more the king's, to earn.</div> <div>Now, that my father may not break</div> <div>The words of promise that he spake,</div> <div>To the drear wood my steps are bent:</div> <div>Be firm, good Sítá, and content.</div> <div>Through all that time, my blameless spouse,</div> <div>Keep well thy fasts and holy vows.</div> <div>Rise from thy bed at break of day,</div> <div>And to the Gods due worship pay.</div> <div>With meek and lowly love revere</div> <div>The lord of men, my father dear,</div> <div>And reverence to Kauśalyá show,</div> <div>My mother, worn with eld and woe:</div> <div>By duty's law, O best of dames,</div> <div>High worship from thy love she claims,</div> <div>Nor to the other queens refuse</div> <div>Observance, rendering each her dues:</div> <div>By love and fond attention shown</div> <div>They are my mothers like mine own.</div> <div>Let Bharat and Śatrughna bear</div> <div>In thy sweet love a special share:</div> <div>Dear as my life, O let them be</div> <div>Like brother and like son to thee.</div> <div>In every word and deed refrain</div> <div>From aught that Bharat's soul may pain:</div> <div>He is Ayodhyá's king and mine,</div> <div>The head and lord of all our line.</div> <div>For those who serve and love them much</div> <div>With weariless endeavour, touch</div> <div>And win the gracious hearts of kings.</div> <div>While wrath from disobedience springs.</div> <div>Great monarchs from their presence send</div> <div>Their lawful sons who still offend,</div> <div>And welcome to the vacant place</div> <div>Good children of an alien race.</div> <div>Then, best of women, rest thou here,</div> <div>And Bharat's will with love revere.</div> <div>Obedient to thy king remain,</div> <div>And still thy vows of truth maintain.</div> <div>To the wide wood my steps I bend:</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">Make thou thy dwelling here;</div> <div>See that thy conduct ne'er offend,</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em"><span class="tei tei-q" >And keep my words, my dear.”</span></div> </div> <SPAN name="toc209" id="toc209"></SPAN> <SPAN name="pdf210" id="pdf210"></SPAN> <SPAN name="CantoII-XXVII" id="CantoII-XXVII" class="tei tei-anchor"></SPAN> <h2 class="tei tei-head" style="text-align: left; margin-bottom: 2.88em; margin-top: 2.88em"><span style="font-size: 144%">Canto XXVII. Sítá's Speech.</span></h2> <div class="tei tei-lg" style="margin-bottom: 1.00em; margin-top: 1.00em"> <div>His sweetly-speaking bride, who best</div> <div>Deserved her lord, he thus addressed.</div> <div>Then tender love bade passion wake,</div> <div>And thus the fair Videhan spake:</div> <div><span class="tei tei-q" >“What words are these that thou hast said?</span></div> <div>Contempt of me the thought has bred.</div> <div>O best of heroes, I dismiss</div> <div>With bitter scorn a speech like this:</div> <span class="tei tei-pb" id="page127"></span><SPAN name="Pg127" id="Pg127" class="tei tei-anchor"></SPAN> <div>Unworthy of a warrior's fame</div> <div>It taints a monarch's son with shame,</div> <div>Ne'er to be heard from those who know</div> <div>The science of the sword and bow.</div> <div>My lord, the mother, sire, and son</div> <div>Receive their lots by merit won;</div> <div>The brother and the daughter find</div> <div>The portions to their deeds assigned.</div> <div>The wife alone, whate'er await,</div> <div>Must share on earth her husband's fate.</div> <div>So now the king's command which sends</div> <div>Thee to the wild, to me extends.</div> <div>The wife can find no refuge, none,</div> <div>In father, mother, self, or son:</div> <div>Both here, and when they vanish hence,</div> <div>Her husband is her sole defence.</div> <div>If, Raghu's son, thy steps are led</div> <div>Where Daṇḍak's pathless wilds are spread,</div> <div>My foot before thine own shall pass</div> <div>Through tangled thorn and matted grass.</div> <div>Dismiss thine anger and thy doubt:</div> <div>Like refuse water cast them out,</div> <div>And lead me, O my hero, hence—</div> <div>I know not sin—with confidence.</div> <div>Whate'er his lot, 'tis far more sweet</div> <div>To follow still a husband's feet</div> <div>Than in rich palaces to lie,</div> <div>Or roam at pleasure through the sky.</div> <div>My mother and my sire have taught</div> <div>What duty bids, and trained each thought,</div> <div>Nor have I now mine ear to turn</div> <div>The duties of a wife to learn.</div> <div>I'll seek with thee the woodland dell</div> <div>And pathless wild where no men dwell,</div> <div>Where tribes of silvan creatures roam,</div> <div>And many a tiger makes his home.</div> <div>My life shall pass as pleasant there</div> <div>As in my father's palace fair.</div> <div>The worlds shall wake no care in me;</div> <div>My only care be truth to thee.</div> <div>There while thy wish I still obey,</div> <div>True to my vows with thee I'll stray,</div> <div>And there shall blissful hours be spent</div> <div>In woods with honey redolent.</div> <div>In forest shades thy mighty arm</div> <div>Would keep a stranger's life from harm,</div> <div>And how shall Sítá think of fear</div> <div>When thou, O glorious lord, art near?</div> <div>Heir of high bliss, my choice is made,</div> <div>Nor can I from my will be stayed.</div> <div>Doubt not; the earth will yield me roots,</div> <div>These will I eat, and woodland fruits;</div> <div>And as with thee I wander there</div> <div>I will not bring thee grief or care.</div> <div>I long, when thou, wise lord, art nigh,</div> <div>All fearless, with delighted eye</div> <div>To gaze upon the rocky hill,</div> <div>The lake, the fountain, and the rill;</div> <div>To sport with thee, my limbs to cool,</div> <div>In some pure lily-covered pool,</div> <div>While the white swan's and mallard's wings</div> <div>Are plashing in the water-springs.</div> <div>So would a thousand seasons flee</div> <div>Like one sweet day, if spent with thee.</div> <div>Without my lord I would not prize</div> <div>A home with Gods above the skies:</div> <div>Without my lord, my life to bless,</div> <div>Where could be heaven or happiness?</div> <div>Forbid me not: with thee I go</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">The tangled wood to tread.</div> <div>There will I live with thee, as though</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">This roof were o'er my head.</div> <div>My will for thine shall be resigned;</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">Thy feet my steps shall guide.</div> <div>Thou, only thou, art in my mind:</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">I heed not all beside.</div> <div>Thy heart shall ne'er by me be grieved;</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">Do not my prayer deny:</div> <div>Take me, dear lord; of thee bereaved</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em"><span class="tei tei-q" >Thy Sítá swears to die.”</span></div> <div>These words the duteous lady spake,</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">Nor would he yet consent</div> <div>His faithful wife with him to take</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">To share his banishment.</div> <div>He soothed her with his gentle speech;</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">To change her will he strove;</div> <div>And much he said the woes to teach</div> <div class="tei tei-l" style="text-align: left; margin-left: 4.00em">Of those in wilds who rove.</div> </div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />