The Ramayan

That night the son of Raghu lay On Ganga's bank till break of day: Then with the earliest light he woke And thus to brave Satrughna spoke. "Rise up, Satrughna, from thy bed: Why sleepest thou the night is fled. See how the sun who chases night Wakes every lotus with his light. Arise, arise, and first of all The lord of Sringavera call, For he his friendly aid will lend Our army o'er the flood to send."

Thus urged, Satrughna answered: "I, Remembering Rama, sleepless lie." As thus the brothers, each to each, The lion-mettled, ended speech, Came Guha, the Nishadas' king, And spoke with kindly questioning: "Hast thou in comfort passed, " he cried, "The night upon the river side? With thee how fares it? and are these, Thy soldiers, healthy and at ease?" Thus the Nishadas' lord inquired In gentle words which love inspired, And Bharat, Rama's faithful slave, Thus to the king his answer gave: "The night has sweetly passed, and we Are highly honoured, King, by thee. Now let thy servants boats prepare, Our army o'er the stream to bear."