The Ramayan

Cheered by the words that Rama spoke, Joy in the Vanar's breast awoke, And, as his friendly mood he knew, His thoughts to King Sugriva flew: "Again," he mused, "my high-souled lord Shall rule, to kingly state restored; Since one so mighty comes to save, And freely gives the help we crave."

Then joyous Hanuman, the best Of all the Vanar kind, addressed These words to Rama, trained of yore In all the arts of speakers' lore: "Why do your feet this forest tread By silvan life inhabited, This awful maze of tree and thorn Which Pampa's flowering groves adorn?"