Up-Rama, break the bow of Shiva

Jai sri Ram,
Perceiving that it was a propitious time, Visvamitra said in most endearing terms,

Up-Rama, break the bow of Shiva and relieve Janaka, my boy, of his anguish,

On hearing the Guru's words sri Rama bowed his head at his feet,

There was no joy or sorrow in his heart, he stood up in all his native grace, putting to shame a young lion by his elegant carriage,

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Sri Rama checked Laxmana

Jai Sri Ram,
As Laxmana spoke these angry words, the earth shook and the elephants supported the quarters tottered,

The whole assembly including all the princes, was struck with terror,

Sri Sita felt delighted at heart, while Janaka blushed,

The Vishvamitra and all other hermits were glad at heart and thrilled all over again and again, with a sign Sri Rama checked Laxmana and made him sat beside him,

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I swear by your lotus feet

Jai sri Ram,
Realizing this, my Lord, let me have your command and see what wonders i work,

I will string the bow as though it were a lotus stalk and run with it not less than eight hundred miles

By the might of your glory, O Lord, i will snap it like the stalk of a Mushroom,

Or if i fail, I swear by your lotus feet never to handle a bow or quiver again,

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O delighter of the solar race

Jai sri Ram,
In an assembly where anyone of Raghu's is present no one would dare speak such scandalous words as Janaka has done,

Even though concious of the presence of Sri Rama, the jewel of Raghu's race,

Turning towards his brother, he added-listen, O delighter of the solar race,

I sincerely tell you, without any vain boasting; if i but have your permission, I will lift the round would like a ball and smash it like an ill baked earthen jar and by glory of your majesty, O blessed Lord, i can break mount meru like a raddish-What then, is this wretched old BOW

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impregnated with Truth_

Jai Sri Ram,
All who heared janaka's words felt distressed at the sight of Sri Sita,

Laxmana, however, got incensed; his eyebrows were knit, his lips quivered and his eyes shot fire,

For fear of Sri Rama he could not speak, though janaka's words pierced his heart like an arrow,

Yet at last-bowing his head at the lotus feet of Sri Rama, he spoke words which impregnated with Truth_

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Give up all hope

Jai sri Ram,
Give up all hope and turn your faces homewards,

It is not the will of providence that Sita should be married

All my religious merits shall be gone if i abandon my vow, The princes must remain a maid;what can i do,

Had i known that there are no more heroes in the world, i would not have made my self a laughing stock by undertaking such avow,

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no Hero left on the earth to my mind,

Jai sri Ram,
A lovely bride, a grand triumph and splendid renown are the prize but

Brahma-it seems, has not yet created the man who may break the bow,And win the above Rewards,

Tell me, who would not have this prize-but none could string the bow, let alone stir it even a grain's breadth from its place,

Now no one who prides on his valour should feel offended, if i assert that there is no Hero left on the earth to my mind,

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