The Ramayan

So Bharat with his army spent The watches of the night content, And gladly, with the morning's light Drew near his host the anchorite. When Bharadvaja saw him stand With hand in reverence joined to hand, When fires of worship had been fed, He looked upon the prince and said: "O blameless son, I pray thee tell, Did the past night content thee well? Say if the feast my care supplied Thy host of followers gratified."

His hands he joined, his head he bent And spoke in answer reverent To the most high and radiant sage Who issued from his hermitage: "Well have I passed the night: thy feast Gave joy to every man and beast; And I, great lord, and every peer Were satisfied with sumptuous cheer, Thy banquet has delighted all From highest chief to meanest thrall, And rich attire and drink and meat Banished the thought of toil and heat. And now, O Hermit good and great, A boon of thee I supplicate. To Rama's side my steps I bend: Do thou with friendly eye commend. O tell me how to guide my feet To virtuous Rama's lone retreat: Great Hermit, I entreat thee, say How far from here and which the way."