Brother's Faithfulness Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CC DD EF GG H CC II JJ KK II LM N OO PP HH JJ HH DD QQ R II SS TU V WW NN X| Tears bedewed the face of Lakshman as he heard what Sita said | A |
| And he touched the feet of Rama and in gentle accents prayed | B |
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| 'If my elder and his lady to the pathless forests wend | C |
| Armed with bow and ample quiver Lakshman will on them attend | C |
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| Where the wild deer range the forest and the lordly tuskers roam | D |
| And the bird of gorgeous plumage nestles in its jungle home | D |
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| Dearer far to me those woodlands where my elder Rama dwells | E |
| Than the homes of bright Immortals where perennial bliss prevails | F |
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| Grant me then thy sweet permission faithful to thy glorious star | G |
| Lakshman shall not wait and tarry when his Rama wanders far | G |
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| Grant me then thyloving mandate Lakshman hath no wish to stay | H |
| None shall bar the faithful younger when the elder leads the way ' | - |
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| 'Ever true to deeds of virtue duteous brother faithful friend | C |
| Dearer than his life to Rama thou shall not to forests wend | C |
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| Who shall stay by Queen Kausalya Lakshman if we both depart | I |
| Who shall stay by Queen Sumitra she who nursed thee on her heart | I |
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| For the king our aged father he who ruled the earth and main | J |
| Is a captive to Kaikeyi fettered by her silken chain | J |
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| Little help Kaikeyi renders to our mothers in her pride | K |
| Little help can Bharat offer standing by his mother's side | K |
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| Thou alone can'st serve Kausalya when for distant woods I part | I |
| When the memory of my exile rankles in her sorrowing heart | I |
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| Thou alone can'st serve Sumitra soothe her sorrows with thy love | L |
| Stay by them my faithful Lakshman and thy filial virtues prove | M |
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| Be this then they sacred duty tend our mothers in their woe | N |
| Little joy or consolation have they left on earth below ' | - |
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| Spake the hero 'Fear no evil well is Rama's prowess known | O |
| And to mighty Rama's mother Bharat will obeisance own | O |
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| Nathless if the pride of empire sways him from the righteous path | P |
| Blood will venge the offered insult and will quench our filial wrath | P |
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| But a thousand peopled hamlets Queen Kausalya's hests obey | H |
| And a thousand arm d champions own her high and queenly sway | H |
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| Aye a thousand village centres Queen Sumitra's state maintain | J |
| And a thousand swords like Lakshman's guard her proud and prosperous reign | J |
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| All alone with gentle Sita thou shalt track thy darksome way | H |
| Grant it that thy faithful Lakshman shall protect her night and day | H |
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| Grant it with his bow and quiver Lakshman shall the forests roam | D |
| And his axe shall fell the jungle and his hands shall rear the home | D |
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| Grant it in the deepest woodlands he shall seek the forest fruit | Q |
| Berries dear to holy hermits and the sweet and luscious root | Q |
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| And whenwith thy meek eyed Sita thou shalt seek the mountain crest | R |
| Grant it Lakshman ever duteous watch and guard thy nightly rest ' | - |
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| Words of brother's deep devotion Rama heard with grateful heart | I |
| And with Sita and with Lakshman for the woods prepared to part | I |
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| Part we then from loving kinsmen arms and mighty weapons bring | S |
| Bows of war which Lord VARUNA rendered to Videha's king | S |
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| Coats of mail to sword impervious quivers which can never fail | T |
| And the rapiers bright as sunshine golden hilted tempered wen | U |
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| Safely rest these goodly weapons in our great preceptor's hall | V |
| Seekand bring them faithful brother for me thinks we need them all ' | - |
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| Rama spake his valiant brother then the wondrous weapons brought | W |
| Wreathed with fresh and fragrant garlands and with gold and jewels wrought | W |
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| 'Welcome brother ' uttered Rama 'stronger thus to woods we go | N |
| Wealth and gold and useless treasure to the holy priests bestow | N |
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| To the son of saint Vasishtha to each sage is honour due | X |
| Then we leave our father's mansions to our father's mandate true ' | - |
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