Doha 68
कर सारंग साजि कटि भाथा। अरि दल दलन चले रघुनाथा॥ प्रथम कीन्हि प्रभु धनुष टँकोरा। रिपु दल बधिर भयउ सुनि सोरा॥१॥
सत्यसंध छाँड़े सर लच्छा। कालसर्प जनु चले सपच्छा॥ जहँ तहँ चले बिपुल नाराचा। लगे कटन भट बिकट पिसाचा॥२॥
कटहिं चरन उर सिर भुजदंडा। बहुतक बीर होहिं सत खंडा॥ घुर्मि घुर्मि घायल महि परहीं। उठि संभारि सुभट पुनि लरहीं॥३॥
लागत बान जलद जिमि गाजहिं। बहुतक देखि कठिन सर भाजहिं॥ रुंड प्रचंड मुंड बिनु धावहिं। धरु धरु मारु मारु धुनि गावहिं॥४॥
Meaning
Taking His famous bow, known by the name of Sārṅga, in His hand and with a quiver fastened to His back, Śrī Raghunātha went forth to crush the enemy’s ranks. The Lord first twanged His bow: the sound was so piercing that the enemy host was deafened on hearing it. (1) Śrī Rāma of unfailing resolve discharged a hundred thousand arrows, which sped like winged cobras. Numerous arrows flew in every direction; fierce demon warriors began to be mowed down. (2) Feet, chest, head and arms were dismembered; while many a hero was cut into hundreds of pieces. Whirling round and round, the wounded fell to the ground; the heroes among them rose and, recovering themselves, would join battle again. (3) They thundered like clouds even as the arrows struck them; while many of them took to flight at the very sight of the terrible arrows. Headless trunks rushed fiercely on with the cries of “Seize, seize, kill, kill.” (4)
छन महुँ प्रभु के सायकन्हि काटे बिकट पिसाच। पुनि रघुबीर निषंग महुँ प्रबिसे सब नाराच॥६८॥
Meaning
In a trice the Lord’s arrows mowed down the terrible demon host. All the arrows then made their way back into Śrī Rāma’s quiver. (68)
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