Doha 280
बहइ न हाथु दहइ रिस छाती। भा कुठारु कुंठित नृपघाती॥ भयउ बाम बिधि फिरेउ सुभाऊ। मोरे हृदयँ कृपा कसि काऊ॥१॥
आजु दया दुखु दुसह सहावा। सुनि सौमित्रि बिहसि सिरु नावा॥ बाउ कृपा मूरति अनुकूला। बोलत बचन झरत जनु फूला॥२॥
जौं पै कृपाँ जरिहिं मुनि गाता। क्रोध भएँ तनु राख बिधाता॥ देखु जनक हठि बालकु एहू। कीन्ह चहत जड़ जमपुर गेहू॥३॥
बेगि करहु किन आँखिन्ह ओटा। देखत छोट खोट नृपु ढोटा॥ बिहसे लखनु कहा मन माहीं। मूदें आँखि कतहुँ कोउ नाहीं॥४॥
Meaning
“My hand moves not, though passion consumes my breast; while this axe, which has slain kings without number, has gone blunt. Fate has turned against me; that is why I find my nature changed. Otherwise compassion at any time is unknown to my heart. (1) “My tenderness of feeling has imposed on me a severe strain today.” On hearing this Lakṣmaṇa bowed his head and said with a smile: “The breeze of your benevolence is so befitting your frame; the words you speak appear as though blossoms drop from a tree. (2) “O Reverend Sir, when compassion sets your whole frame on fire, God help you when you are angry.” “Look here, Janaka, this stupid boy in his perversity intends to relocate to the region of Death. (3) “Why not put him out of my sight? Though small to look at, the princeling is yet so wicked!” Lakṣmaṇa smilingly said to himself: ‘Shut your eyes and the whole world will vanish out of your sight.’ (4)
परसुरामु तब राम प्रति बोले उर अति क्रोधु। संभु सरासनु तोरि सठ करसि हमार प्रबोधु॥२८०॥
Meaning
Then Paraśurāma spoke to Śrī Rāma, his heart boiling with rage, “Having broken Śiva’s bow, O wretch, do you now teach me? (280)
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