Doha 281
बंधु कहइ कटु संमत तोरें। तू छल बिनय करसि कर जोरें॥ करु परितोषु मोर संग्रामा। नाहिं त छाड़ कहाउब रामा॥१॥
छलु तजि करहि समरु सिवद्रोही। बंधु सहित न त मारउँ तोही॥ भृगुपति बकहिं कुठार उठाएँ। मन मुसुकाहिं रामु सिर नाएँ॥२॥
गुनह लखन कर हम पर रोषू। कतहुँ सुधाइहु ते बड़ दोषू॥ टेढ़ जानि सब बंदइ काहू। बक्र चंद्रमहि ग्रसइ न राहू॥३॥
राम कहेउ रिस तजिअ मुनीसा। कर कुठारु आगें यह सीसा॥ जेहिं रिस जाइ करिअ सोइ स्वामी। मोहि जानिअ आपन अनुगामी॥४॥
Meaning
“It is with your connivance that your brother addresses such pungent words to me; while you make false entreaties with folded hands. Either give me satisfaction in combat, or forswear your name ‘Rāma’. (1) “Give battle to me, O enemy of Śiva, without taking recourse to any wily trick; or else I will despatch you and your brother both.” While the chief of Bhṛgus thus raved with his axe raised on high, Śrī Rāma smiled within Himself, bowing His head to the sage. (2) ‘While the fault is Lakṣmaṇa’s, the sage’s wrath is against me. Sometimes meekness too begets much harm. A crooked man is reverenced by all; the crescent moon is not devoured by the demon Rāhu.’ (3) Said Rāma, “give up wrath, O lord of sages; the axe is in your hand, while my head is before you. Do that, my lord, which may pacify your anger; know me to be your servant. (4)
प्रभुहि सेवकहि समरु कस तजहु बिप्रबर रोसु। बेषु बिलोकें कहेसि कछु बालकहू नहिं दोसु॥२८१॥
Meaning
“How can there be any duel between a master and his servant? Give up your anger, O great Brāhmaṇa; it is only because he saw you in the outfit of a warrior that the boy said something to you and he is not to be blamed for it. (281)
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