king then called the ladies

Jai Sri Ram,
And proceed quickly, on hearing these words of the preceptor the king bowed his head and Said_

Very well my Lord and after assigning lodgings to the messengers returned to his palace,

The king then called the ladies and read aloud janaka's latter to them,

All rejoiced to hear the message and the king himself related the other tidings which he had heard from the lips of messengers,

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You are blessed indeed

Jai Sri Ram,
Just as you have given to the service of your preceptor, the Brahmans and cows as well as gods, queen kaushalya is no less than you,

A pious soul like you there has never been, nor shall be in this world,

Who can be more blessed than you, O king-who have a son like Rama and whose four worthy children are all valiant,submissive, true to their vow of piety and oceans of goodness,

You are blessed indeed for all time; therefore, prepare procession to the sound of kettledrum,

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Let the life smile

Jai Sri Ram
The king then rose going to Guru Vashista gave latter to him and sending for the messengers with due courtesy related the whole story to his preceptor,

The Guru was highly pleased to hear the news and said_

Let the life smile  the world abounds in happiness,

As rivers run into the sea, although the latter has no craving for them, so joy and prosperity come unsaked and of their own accord to a pious soul,

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this is unfair

Jai Sri Ram,
The messengers' eloquent speech, which was full of love, glorifying and expressive of heroic sentiment, attracted all,

The king and the whole court were overwhelmed with emotion and began to offer lavish gifts to messengers,

They, however, closed their ears in protest crying-this is unfair,

Everyone was delighted to note their sense of propriety,

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seen your two sons

Jai Sri Ram
After much supplication withdrew to the woods,

Even as Rama, O king, is unequalled in strength

Laxmana too, is a mine of glory, at whose very sight the kings trembled as elephants at the gaze of a young lion,

Now we have seen your two sons, my lord, no one catches our eyes any longer,

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Sri Rama's the jewel of Raghu's race

Jai Sri Ram,
Even the demon Bana, who could lift the mount meru, lost heart and retired after pacing round the bow,

Even Ravana who had lifted up mount Kailasa-the very abode of Shiva, in mare sport was worsted in that assembly,

On that occasion, we submit, O great King, Sri Rama's the jewel of Raghu's race snapped the bow without least exertion, even an elephant would break the stalk of lotus,

Hearing the news the chief of bhrgus came in fry and indulged in much brow-beating but seeing sri Rama's strength he handed his bow to the later,

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