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Without much ado he tells him straight that he has

to go to Lanka, the capital city of the Rakshasa King, on

a sacred errand. The rainy season having finished, the

Sarat has come back, and with it the Hamsa has come

down from the North. There is yet the likelihood of his

voyaging further South in search of fresh lotus-ponds,

where undisturbed he can enjoy himself. But if he is to be

reminded that the extreme South is the haunt of the

Rakshasas, he may perhaps change his mind. So Rama

assures him that he can easily overlook this one demerit

of the South, in the midst of its several merits.
 
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स्थानैर्दिव्यैरुपचितगुणां, चन्दनारण्यरम्यां,

मुक्तासूतिं, मलयमरुतां मातरं, दक्षिणाशाम् ।

अस्मत्प्रीत्यै जनकतनयाजीवितार्थं च गच्छन्
 
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एकं रक्षः पदमिति सखे दोषलेशं सहेथाः ॥
 
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Бля
 
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The very mission on which he goes is sacred, जनकतनयाजीवि -

ar, and for a good cause one can submit oneself even to

an irksome inconvenience. Therefore the one defect can

easily be excused (एकोहि दोषो गुणसन्निपाते निमज्जति).
 
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Having himself treated him as an honoured guest,

Rama is certain that the Raja-hamsa will receive a royal

attention wherever he goes. Already the south wind has

come as a faithful friend to welcome him with sweet

scents freshly gathered from the blossoms of lotuses and

lilies. The light transparent autumnal cloud, with the

straight rays of the sun shot through it like so many ribs

radiating from a centre, and borne by the wind over his

head, will just look like a state umbrella held over a royal

personage.
 
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