Surpa-yarua Punished Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CC D EE FF GG H AA II J KK II AA I LM EE NN

Rama heard her impious purpose and a gentle smile repressedA
To the foul and forward female thus his mocking words addressedA
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'List O passion smitten maiden Sita is my honoured wifeB
With a rival loved and cherished cruel were thy wedded lifeB
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But no consort follows Lakshman peerless is his comely faceC
Dauntless is his warlike valour matchless is his courtly graceC
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And he leads no wife or consort to this darksome woodland groveD
With no rival to thy passion seek his ample hearted love '-
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Surpa nakha passion laden then on Lakshman turned her eyeE
But in merry mocking accents smiling Lakshman made replyE
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Ruddy in thy youthful beauty like the lotus in her prideF
I am slave of royal Rama would'st thou be a vassal's brideF
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Rather be his younger consort banish Sita from his armsG
Spurning Sita's faded beauty let him seek thy fresher charmsG
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Spurning Sita's faded graces let him brighter pleasures proveH
Wearied with a woman's dalliance let him court a Raksha's love '-
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Wrath of unrequited passion raged like madness in her breastA
Torn by anger strong as tempest thus her answer she addrestA
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Are these mocking accents uttered Rama to insult my flameI
Feasting on her faded beauty dost thou still revere thy dameI
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But beware a Raksha's fury and an injured female's wrathJ
Surpa nakha slays thy consort bears no rival in her path '-
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Fawn eyed Sita fell in terror as the Raksha rose to slayK
So beneath the flaming meteor sinks Rohini's softer rayK
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And like Demon of Destruction furious Surpa nakha cameI
Rama rose to stop the slaughter and protect his helpless dameI
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'Brother we have acted wrongly for with those of savage breedA
Word in jest is courting danger this the penance of our deedA
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Death perchance or death like stupor hovers o'er my lov d dameI
Let me wake to life my Sita chase this female void of shame '-
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Lakshman's anger leaped like lightning as the female hovered nearL
With his sword the wrathful warrior cleft her nose and either earM
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Surpa nakha in her anguish raised her accents shrill and highE
And the rocks and wooded valleys answered back the dismal cryE
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Khara and the doughty Dushan heard the far resounding wailN
Saw her red disfigured visage heard her sad and woeful taleN

Valmiki



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