Doha 4
Hanumān meets Vibhīṣaṇa
मसक समान रूप कपि धरी। लंकहि चलेउ सुमिरि नरहरी॥ नाम लंकिनी एक निसिचरी। सो कह चलेसि मोहि निंदरी॥१॥
जानेहि नहीं मरमु सठ मोरा। मोर अहार जहाँ लगि चोरा॥ मुठिका एक महा कपि हनी। रुधिर बमत धरनीं ढनमनी॥२॥
पुनि संभारि उठी सो लंका। जोरि पानि कर बिनय ससंका॥ जब रावनहि ब्रह्म बर दीन्हा। चलत बिरंचि कहा मोहि चीन्हा॥३॥
बिकल होसि तैं कपि कें मारे। तब जानेसु निसिचर संघारे॥ तात मोर अति पुन्य बहूता। देखेउँ नयन राम कर दूता॥४॥
Meaning
Hanumān assumed a form as small as a gnat and, invoking the Lord in human semblance, Bhagavān Śrī Rāma, headed towards Laṅkā. At the gateway of Laṅkā lived a demoness, Laṅkinī by name. “Where should you be going heedless of me?” she said. (1) “Fool, have you not been able to know who I am? Every thief hereabout is my meal.” The great monkey Hanumān dealt her such a blow with his fist that she toppled down vomiting blood. (2) Then, recovering herself, Laṅkā (Laṅkinī), stood up, and folding her hands in dismay, humbly addressed him, “When Brahmā granted Rāvaṇa the boon he had asked for, the Creator furnished me with the following clue to the extermination of the demon race, while departing,— (3) “ ‘When you get discomfited by a blow from a monkey, know that all is over with the demon race.’ I must have earned very great merit (पुण्य), O dear, that I have been blessed with the sight of Śrī Rāma’s own envoy. (4)
तात स्वर्ग अपबर्ग सुख धरिअ तुला एक अंग। तूल न ताहि सकल मिलि जो सुख लव सतसंग॥४॥
Meaning
“In one scale of the balance, my dear, put together the delights of heaven and the bliss of final beatitude; but they will all be outweighed by (placed in the other pan of scale) a moment’s joy derived from communion with saints. (4)
From the Gita Press, Gorakhpur edition. Buy the book