तं दृष्ट्वा पतितं भूमौ हतशेषा निशाचराः। हतनाथा भयत्रस्ताः सर्वतः सम्प्रदुद्रुवुः
Seeing him fallen to the ground, the surviving night-stalkers, now leaderless and terrified, fled in all directions.
नर्दन्तश्चाभिपेतुस्तान् वानरा द्रुमयोधिनः। दशग्रीववधं दृष्ट्वा वानरा जितकाशिनः
The monkeys, wielding trees as weapons, roared and charged at them, having witnessed the death of the ten-headed one, their pride now victorious.
अर्दिता वानरैर्हृष्टैर्लङ्कामभ्यपतन् भयात्। हताश्रयत्वात् करुणैर्बाष्पप्रस्रवणैर्मुखैः
Assailed by the jubilant monkeys, they fled toward Lanka in fear, their faces streaming with tears, bereft of support.
ततो विनेदुः संहृष्टा वानरा जितकाशिनः। वदन्तो राघवजयं रावणस्य च तद्वधम्
Then the triumphant monkeys, filled with joy, raised a great shout, proclaiming Rama's victory and Ravana's death.
अथान्तरिक्षे व्यनदत् सौम्यस्त्रिदशदुन्दुभिः। दिव्यगन्धवहस्तत्र मारुतः सुसुखो ववौ
Then, in the sky, the celestial drums of the gods resounded sweetly, and a gentle wind carrying divine fragrance blew there.
निपपातान्तरिक्षाच्च पुष्पवृष्टिस्तदा भुवि। किरन्ती राघवरथं दुरावापा मनोहरा
From the sky, a rain of flowers fell upon the earth, showering the chariot of Raghava, lovely and hard to obtain.
राघवस्तवसंयुक्ता गगने च विशुश्रुवे। साधुसाध्विति वागग्र्या देवतानां महात्मनाम्
In the sky, the voices of the great-souled gods were heard, exclaiming, 'Well done! Well done!' in praise of Raghava.
आविवेश महान् हर्षो देवानां चारणैः सह। रावणे निहते रौद्रे सर्वलोकभयंकरे
A great joy entered the gods together with the celestial sages, when the fierce Rāvaṇa, who terrified all the worlds, was slain.
ततः सकामं सुग्रीवमङ्गदं च विभीषणम्। चकार राघवः प्रीतो हत्वा राक्षसपुंगवम्
Then Rāghava, pleased after slaying the foremost of rākṣasas, graciously fulfilled the wishes of Sugrīva, Aṅgada, and Vibhīṣaṇa.
ततः प्रजग्मुः प्रशमं मरुद्गणा दिशः प्रसेदुर्विमलं नभोऽभवत्। मही चकम्पे न च मारुतो ववौ स्थिरप्रभश्चाप्यभवद् दिवाकरः
Then the hosts of wind-gods found peace; the quarters became clear; the sky turned spotless; the earth ceased to tremble, the wind no longer blew, and the sun shone with steady brilliance.
ततस्तु सुग्रीवविभीषणाङ्गदाः सुहृद्विशिष्टाः सहलक्ष्मणस्तदा। समेत्य हृष्टा विजयेन राघवं रणेऽभिरामं विधिनाभ्यपूजयन्
Then Sugrīva, Vibhīṣaṇa, Aṅgada, and their distinguished friends, together with Lakṣmaṇa, joyfully approached Rāghava, who delighted in battle, and honored him according to custom for his victory.
स तु निहतरिपुः स्थिरप्रतिज्ञः स्वजनबलाभिवृतो रणे बभूव। रघुकुलनृपनन्दनो महौजा- स्त्रिदशगणैरभिसंवृतो महेन्द्रः
Having slain his enemy, steadfast in his vow, surrounded by his own people and forces on the battlefield, the mighty scion of the Raghu dynasty stood there, encircled by the hosts of gods like mighty Indra.
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Hear now the one hundred and ninth sarga in the glorious Vālmīki Rāmāyaṇa, Yuddha Kāṇḍa.
भ्रातरं निहतं दृष्ट्वा शयानं निर्जितं रणे। शोकवेगपरीतात्मा विललाप विभीषणः
Seeing his brother slain, lying defeated on the battlefield, Vibhīṣaṇa, his heart seized by a surge of grief, lamented.
वीरविक्रान्त विख्यात प्रवीण नयकोविद। महार्हशयनोपेत किं शेषे निहतो भुवि
O valiant, renowned, and courageous one, skilled in wise counsel, why do you lie slain upon the earth, resting on a bed fit for kings?
निक्षिप्य दीर्घौ निश्चेष्टौ भुजावङ्गदभूषितौ। मुकुटेनापवृत्तेन भास्कराकारवर्चसा
Having laid down your long, motionless arms adorned with armlets, with your crown fallen aside, shining with the brilliance of the sun—
तदिदं वीर सम्प्राप्तं यन्मया पूर्वमीरितम्। काममोहपरीतस्य यत् तन्न रुचितं तव
This, O hero, is what has now come to pass, as I once foretold, when you were overcome by desire and delusion; yet such counsel did not please you.
यन्न दर्पात् प्रहस्तो वा नेन्द्रजिन्नापरे जनाः। न कुम्भकर्णोऽतिरथो नातिकायो नरान्तकः। न स्वयं बहु मन्येथास्तस्योदर्कोऽयमागतः
Neither Prahasta out of pride, nor Indrajit, nor other warriors, nor Kumbhakarṇa, the great chariot-warrior, nor Atikāya, nor Narāntaka—none took heed; nor did you yourself value it. Now the consequence has come.
गतः सेतुः सुनीतानां गतो धर्मस्य विग्रहः। गतः सत्त्वस्य संक्षेपः सुहस्तानां गतिर्गता
The bridge of the wise is gone; the embodiment of righteousness is gone; the very essence of valor is gone; the refuge of those with good hands is gone.
आदित्यः पतितो भूमौ मग्नस्तमसि चन्द्रमाः। चित्रभानुः प्रशान्तार्चिर्व्यवसायो निरुद्यमः। अस्मिन् निपतिते वीरे भूमौ शस्त्रभृतां वरे
The sun has fallen to the earth; the moon is plunged in darkness; Citrabhānu's radiance is stilled; resolve is exhausted—now that this hero, the best among weapon-bearers, has fallen to the ground.
किं शेषमिहलोकस्य गतसत्त्वस्य सम्प्रति। रणे राक्षसशार्दूले प्रसुप्त इव पांसुषु
What remains now in this world for one whose spirit has departed, as the tiger among rākṣasas lies as if asleep in the dust of battle?
धृतिप्रवालः प्रसभाग्र्यपुष्प- स्तपोबलः शौर्यनिबद्धमूलः। रणे महान् राक्षसराजवृक्षः सम्मर्दितो राघवमारुतेन
With firmness as its shoots, great austerity as its flowers, and valor as its deep roots, the great tree of the rākṣasa king has been felled in battle by the wind of Rāghava.
तेजोविषाणः कुलवंशवंशः कोपप्रसादापरगात्रहस्तः। इक्ष्वाकुसिंहावगृहीतदेहः सुप्तः क्षितौ रावणगन्धहस्ती
With horns of brilliance, lineage upon lineage, hands and arms that brought both wrath and favor, his body grasped by the lion of the Ikṣvāku line, the elephant Rāvaṇa now sleeps upon the earth.
पराक्रमोत्साहविजृम्भितार्चि- र्निःश्वासधूमः स्वबलप्रतापः। प्रतापवान् संयति राक्षसाग्नि- र्निर्वापितो रामपयोधरेण
His valor blazing forth with the fire of prowess and enthusiasm, his breath like smoke, his own might his pride—this rākṣasa fire, so powerful in battle, has been extinguished by the raincloud of Rāma.
सिंहर्क्षलाङ्गूलककुद्विषाणः पराभिजिद्गन्धनगन्धवाहः। रक्षोवृषश्चापलकर्णचक्षुः क्षितीश्वरव्याघ्रहतोऽवसन्नः
With the mane of a lion, the hump of a bull, the horns of a rhinoceros, the gait of a victorious elephant, the rākṣasa bull, with restless ears and eyes, has been struck down by the tiger among kings.
वदन्तं हेतुमद्वाक्यं परिदृष्टार्थनिश्चयम्। रामः शोकसमाविष्टमित्युवाच विभीषणम्
Rāma, seeing Vibhīṣaṇa speaking words grounded in reason and certainty of observed facts, addressed him, who was overwhelmed by grief.
नायं विनष्टो निश्चेष्टः समरे चण्डविक्रमः। अत्युन्नतमहोत्साहः पतितोऽयमशङ्कितः
This one is not destroyed, nor motionless; fierce in battle, with exceedingly lofty enthusiasm, he has fallen without fear.
नैवं विनष्टाः शोचन्ते क्षत्रधर्मव्यवस्थिताः। वृद्धिमाशंसमाना ये निपतन्ति रणाजिरे
Those established in the warrior's duty, who fall on the battlefield hoping for glory, do not grieve thus when slain.
येन सेन्द्रास्त्रयो लोकास्त्रासिता युधि धीमता। तस्मिन् कालसमायुक्ते न कालः परिशोचितुम्
By whom, with Indra and the gods, the three worlds were terrified in battle, that wise one—when joined with time—this is not the time to mourn for him.
नैकान्तविजयो युद्धे भूतपूर्वः कदाचन। परैर्वा हन्यते वीरः परान् वा हन्ति संयुगे
Absolute victory in battle has never occurred; a hero is either slain by others or slays others in combat.