Padmapuran Part 3

SR No.: 001824
Original Sutra Author: Dravishenacharya
Author: Pannalal Jain
Publisher: Bharatiya Gyanpith
Publication Year: 2004
Total Pages: 492
Language: Hindi, Sanskrit
Classification: Book_Devnagari, Mythology, & Story
File Size: 13 MB

Page 490

पपुराणे
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हा मया तनयो कष्टं २६६ हा हा नाथ गतः क्कासि हा मातः कीदृशी योषित् २६८ हा हा पुत्र गतः कासि हा मे वत्स मनोहाद- १५१ हिंसादोषविनिमुक्ता हारकुण्डलकेयूर- ३६४ हिंसावितथ चौर्यस्त्रीहारैश्चन्दननीरेश्च ३७२ हिंसावितथ चौर्यान्यहा लक्ष्मीधरसञ्जात- ११४ हिते सुखे परित्राणे हा वत्सक व यातोऽसि १०६ हिमवन्मन्दराद्येषु हा वत्सौ विपुलैः पुण्यैः २६६ हिरण्यकशिपुः क्षिप्तं हा वत्सौ विशिखैद्धिौ २६६ हृताऽस्मि राक्षसेन्द्रेण हावभावमनोज्ञाभिः ३०४ हृदयानन्दनं रामहा शावकाविमैरत्रै २६६ हृदयेन वहन् कम्पं हा सुतौ वज्रजङ्घोऽयं २६६
हृदयेषु पदं चक्रुः हा सुदुर्लभको पुत्रौ १११
हेमकदापरीतं स हा हा किं कृतमस्माभिः ४१२ हेमपात्रगतं कृत्वा
७२ हेमरत्नमयः षुष्यैः १११ हेमरत्नमहाकूट २६५ हेमसूत्रपरिक्षिप्त२९५ हेमस्तसहस्रेण २८७
हेमस्त सहस्रेण रचितं २९७ हेमाङ्कस्तत्र नामैको
हेमाङ्कस्य गृहे तस्य
हेमैमारकतैर्वाजे२१६
हेषन्ति कम्पितग्रीवाहे सीतेन्द्र महाभागह्रियते कवचं कस्मात् ह्रियन्ते वायुना यत्र
ह्रियमाणस्य भूपस्य ४०२ ह्रीपाशकण्ठबद्धास्ते
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१६८
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४१४ ४२
३१४
४०१ १६८

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This is my son, he is suffering. 266 Oh, oh, where has he gone, my lord? Oh, mother, what kind of woman is she? 268 Oh, oh, where has my son gone? Oh, my dear, he is free from the sin of violence. 151 He is adorned with garlands, earrings, and bracelets. 364 Violence, falsehood, theft, women, garlands, sandalwood paste. 372 Violence, falsehood, theft, these are born from Lakshmi. 114 For the good, for happiness, for protection, oh, my dear, you are coming. 106 Like the Himalayas and Mandara, oh, my dear, with great merits. 266 Hiranyakashipu threw it, oh, my dear, with fiery arrows. 266 I have been abducted by the king of the Rakshasas, with beautiful, charming expressions. 304 The joy of the heart, Rama, oh, my dear, these are not like the young ones. 266 Carrying trembling in his heart, oh, my son, this one has thighs like a thunderbolt. 266 They have placed their feet in the hearts, oh, my son, this is very rare. 111
A golden necklace, oh, oh, what have we done? 412 Having placed it in a golden vessel. 72 Made of gold and jewels, with dry leaves. 111 A great heap of gold and jewels. 265 Scattered with golden threads. 295 With a thousand gold coins. 287
With a thousand gold coins, it was made. 297 There was one named Hemaṅka.
In the house of Hemaṅka, his
With golden and emerald arrows. 216
They are shaking, with trembling necks, oh, Sita, the great one. The armor is being taken away, why? They are being carried away by the wind, where?
The king is being carried away. 402 They are bound with ropes of shame.
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