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## English Translation:
**320**
In the Padma Purana, the great-souled Hanuman, covered by the multitude of weapons hurled with full force, resembled the sun obscured by clouds in the rainy season. (42) Undeterred, the valiant Hanuman, skilled in the art of illusion, repelled the enemy's weapons with his own. (43) Arrows were countered by arrows, tomars by tomars, and shaktis by shaktis, flying far like meteors. (44) The sky, filled with the expanse of chakras, krakacha, samvartaka, and kanaka, became terrifying, resembling a sky filled with lightning. (45)
The beautiful princess of Lanka, resembling Lakshmi with lotus eyes, a courageous woman by nature, O King, pierced Hanuman with the arrows of love, the arrows of knowledge and meditation, captivating, irresistible, imbued with virtues, and capable of penetrating the heart with their beauty. (46-47)
Hanuman was pierced by the arrows of love released from her eyes, and by other arrows shot from her bow, reaching his ears. (48)
The princess, blessed with auspicious qualities, capable of astonishing the world, entered the heart of the valiant Hanuman. (49)
Hanuman was not as affected by the arrows, shaktis, and shataghnis as he was by the arrows of love, which pierced his very core. (50)
Hanuman thought, "This beautiful woman, with her graceful arrows, is wounding me both internally and externally." (51)
"It is better to die in this battle, filled with arrows, than to live without her, even in heaven." (52)
As Hanuman pondered these thoughts, the princess of Trikuta, her heart filled with compassion, urged him on, her voice sweet and alluring. (53)
She addressed the valiant Hanuman, with lotus-like eyes, youthful moon-like face, adorned with a crown bearing the mark of a monkey, a young man resembling the god of love, beautiful and a delight to the wind, "Let your power rise, O valiant one!" (54)
The princess, with a voice like thunder, took up her chakra, shataghni, musala, and stones, showering them like the heavy clouds during a storm. (55)