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Panpuraana
Mounted on a chariot adorned with a garland of flowers, overwhelmed by great love, he approached Saumitri, like Pauloma approaching Vidojas. ||4|| Then, accompanied by those who offered him gifts, Lakshmana, having obtained the gift, became free from all impurities, his face devoid of frowns. ||15|| Then, along with his sons, whose pride had been extinguished, the king Ratnaratha, adorned with auspicious offerings, joyfully departed from the city. ||46|| Knowing the laws of time and place, and having witnessed the prowess of both his own and others, he duly praised Rama and Lakshmana, whose banners bore the emblems of the lion and the Garuda. ||7|| In the midst of this gathering, amidst a vast multitude, Narada, with a gentle smile, addressed Ratnaratha, saying, "Oh Ratnaratha, what news do you bring? Were you a chariot of jewels or a chariot of dust? You were boasting about your great warriors, so how are you now?" ||48-49|| "It seems that you are not the same Ratnaratha, the mountain of pride, but some other king, devoted to the service of the feet of Narayana." ||50|| Then, making a sound of laughter and clapping his hands, he said, "Oh, sons of Ratnaratha, are you well?" ||51|| "This is the same Narayana, about whom you, with your arrogant behavior in your own home, spoke words that gripped the heart." ||52|| "Even though this is true, we are grateful to you, Narada, for this is the fruit of your anger, that we have been blessed with the rare opportunity to meet such great men." ||53|| Thus, with these humorous tales, they lingered for a moment, and then, with great splendor, they all entered the city. ||54||
At that time, a maiden named Shridhama, whose beauty was like that of Rati, and who delighted even the gods, was given to Rama. Obtaining such a woman, Rama, whose influence was like that of Mount Meru, and who had taken her hand in marriage, was overjoyed. ||55|| Then, King Ratnaratha, for the sake of Lakshmana, who was destined to destroy Dashaasya, gave birth to Manorama. The story of these two is a tale of great fortune. ||56||
Manorama, the maiden, approached Lakshmana in the same way that Indrani approaches Indra. ||43-44|| Having obtained this maiden, who was accompanied by those who offered her gifts, and who herself was worthy of receiving gifts, Lakshmana's impurities were cleansed, and his face became free of frowns. ||45|| After that, King Ratnaratha, whose pride had been extinguished, who knew the laws of time and place, who had witnessed the prowess of both his own and others, and who was adorned with auspicious offerings, joyfully departed from the city along with his sons. ||46-47|| In the midst of this gathering, amidst a vast multitude, Narada, with a gentle smile, addressed Ratnaratha, saying, "Oh Ratnaratha, what news do you bring? Were you a chariot of jewels or a chariot of dust? You were boasting about your great warriors, so how are you now?" ||48-49|| "It seems that you are not the same Ratnaratha, the mountain of pride, but some other king, devoted to the service of the feet of Narayana." ||50|| Then, making a sound of laughter and clapping his hands, he said, "Oh, sons of Ratnaratha, are you well?" ||51|| "This is the same Narayana, about whom you, with your arrogant behavior in your own home, spoke words that gripped the heart." ||52|| "Even though this is true, we are grateful to you, Narada, for this is the fruit of your anger, that we have been blessed with the rare opportunity to meet such great men." ||53|| Thus, with these humorous tales, they lingered for a moment, and then, with great splendor, they all entered the city. ||54||
At that time, a maiden named Shridhama, whose beauty was like that of Rati, and who delighted even the gods, was given to Rama. Obtaining such a woman, Rama, whose influence was like that of Mount Meru, and who had taken her hand in marriage, was overjoyed. ||55|| Then, King Ratnaratha, for the sake of Lakshmana, who was destined to destroy Dashaasya, gave birth to Manorama. The story of these two is a tale of great fortune. ||56||