Remembering Narad’s words, she was filled with holy devotion, and anxiously turned her gaze on every side, like a starred fawn.
When he heard the sound of the golden bangles on her hands and feet, Rama thought within himself, and then said to Lakshman:—“Imagine Love triumphant over the whole world to be now sounding the kettledrum of victory.” So saying he again looked in that direction, and, like the moon on the chakor, flashed Sita’s face upon his sight. His eyes became as immoveably fixed as though Nimi, the winking god, had fled in confusion from his wonted post. Beholding her beauty he was enraptured; but his admiration was all within, and utterance failed him. As though the great Architect, after creating the worlds, had put before it in visible form all the skill with which he had fashioned it; or as if the Beautiful had been beautified into a temple of beauty and illuminated by a sudden flash of torchlight; but all the similes of the poets are stale and hackneyed; where can I find any likeness to Janaki?
When he heard the sound of the golden bangles on her hands and feet, Rama thought within himself, and then said to Lakshman:—“Imagine Love triumphant over the whole world to be now sounding the kettledrum of victory.” So saying he again looked in that direction, and, like the moon on the chakor, flashed Sita’s face upon his sight. His eyes became as immoveably fixed as though Nimi, the winking god, had fled in confusion from his wonted post. Beholding her beauty he was enraptured; but his admiration was all within, and utterance failed him. As though the great Architect, after creating the worlds, had put before it in visible form all the skill with which he had fashioned it; or as if the Beautiful had been beautified into a temple of beauty and illuminated by a sudden flash of torchlight; but all the similes of the poets are stale and hackneyed; where can I find any likeness to Janaki?