महावीरचरितम् (महाकवि भवभूति - वीररस-प्रधान रामकथा नाटक सम्पूर्ण ७ अङ्क सटीक)
Mahaviracharitam of Mahakavi Bhavabhuti with Commentary
महाकवि भवभूति (टीकाकार: वीरराघव) द्वारा
पृष्ठ 179, कुल 204 में से
संदर्भ में पढ़ें87] Act VI, Princes Recognized — Translation [—vi. 19ᵇ
Lava—The missiles revealed themselves spontaneously to both of us.
Rāma, reflecting—Nothing is impossible. It may be some peculiar greatness
following as the result of the ripening of some pre-eminent merit. But,
how ‘both of us’?
Lava—We are two brothers—twins.
Rāma—Where then is the other?
[Voice,] behind the curtain—Bhāṇḍāyana, Bhāṇḍāyana!
“That the long-lived Lava has had an affray with the army of
the King”—is there any truth in this report? “Even so, dear
friend,” didst thou say? To-day then, in all the worlds, let
the title ‘supreme king’ come to an end, and let the fires of
the Kshatriya weapons be all quenched this day! 16
Rāma—Who now may this be—he, of a complexion dark-blue like
a sapphire, who even by the sound [of his voice] gives me a thrill
of horripilation and makes me seem like a kadamba [tree] that,
at the deep roar of an early and sable rain-cloud, instantly bursts
forth into buds? 17
Lava—This is he, my elder [brother], the noble Kuśa by name, [just]
returned from Bharata’s hermitage.¹
Rāma, in eagerness—Hither, my dear boy, hither call him, the long-lived one.
Lava—Very well. Walks about.
Then enters Kuśa.
Kuśa, twanging his bow in joyful assurance and pride—
If it is with the scions of the Solar race, with those kings who
have given their tribute of protection even unto [God] Indra, and
who ever since the times of Manu—that exalted Son of the
Sun-god—have ever, for consuming the high and the mighty,
set ablaze their fires of Kshatriya valour—if it is with these
that to-day I am to have a fight, then blessed is this my bow, the
string of which is radiant with the fierce-shooting flames that
flash from the fiery arms. 18
Moves about in hauteur.
Rāma—A rare abundance of manliness has this lovable (-ka) young
Kshatriya!
His eye, for even the mightiest of the mighty of the three worlds,
shows a disdain as if for mere chaff; his stride, at once firm and
proud, seems as though bending the earth low [in submission];
¹ See iv. 22³³ ᶠᶠ· above, p. 69.