Harivamsha — Chapter 77
HV 77.1
बलदेवो ऽपि धर्मात्मा कंसभ्रातरम् ऊर्जितम् बाहुभ्याम् एव तरसा सुनामानम् अपोथयत् ॥ ह्व्_७६।४५ बाहुना वसुनामानं बलदेवो व्यपोथयत् । तौ जितारी जितक्रोधौ चिरं विप्रोषितौ व्रजे स्वपितुर् भवनं वीरौ जग्मतुर् हृष्टमानसौ ॥ ह्व्_७६।४६ ते च देवाः समुनयो हते कंसे दुरात्मनि । नमस्कृत्य जगन्नाथं स्वं स्वं जग्मुर् यथालयम् । तुष्टुवुः पुण्डरीकाक्षं कृष्णं विजयिनं विभुम् ॥ हत्वा पूतानिकां विभज्य शकटं भङ्क्त्वार्जुनौ दानवान् ।सप्ताहत्य विनाश्य कालियविषं निष्पीड्य रिष्टेतरम् ।हत्वा केशिनम् उन्मदं विषतरुं चोद्धृत्य गोवर्धनं ।यः कंसं सगजेन्द्रमल्लम् अवधीत् तस्मै नमो विष्णवे ॥प्रलम्बधेनुकप्राण+ +हारिणे मुष्टिकद्विषे । सुनामोन्माथिने नित्यं धीमते हलिने नमः ॥ इति स्तुत्वा बहुविधं ते देवा हृष्टमानसाः । भर्तारं पतितं दृष्ट्वा क्षीणपुण्यम् इव ग्रहम् कंसपत्न्यो हतं कंसं समन्तात् पर्यवारयन्
baladevo 'pi dharmātmā kaṃsabhrātaram ūrjitam bāhubhyām eva tarasā sunāmānam apothayat // HV_76.45 bāhunā vasunāmānaṃ baladevo vyapothayat | tau jitārī jitakrodhau ciraṃ viproṣitau vraje svapitur bhavanaṃ vīrau jagmatur hṛṣṭamānasau // HV_76.46 te ca devāḥ samunayo hate kaṃse durātmani | namaskṛtya jagannāthaṃ svaṃ svaṃ jagmur yathālayam | tuṣṭuvuḥ puṇḍarīkākṣaṃ kṛṣṇaṃ vijayinaṃ vibhum || hatvā pūtānikāṃ vibhajya śakaṭaṃ bhaṅktvārjunau dānavān |saptāhatya vināśya kāliyaviṣaṃ niṣpīḍya riṣṭetaram |hatvā keśinam unmadaṃ viṣataruṃ coddhṛtya govardhanaṃ |yaḥ kaṃsaṃ sagajendramallam avadhīt tasmai namo viṣṇave ||pralambadhenukaprāṇa+ +hāriṇe muṣṭikadviṣe | sunāmonmāthine nityaṃ dhīmate haline namaḥ || iti stutvā bahuvidhaṃ te devā hṛṣṭamānasāḥ | bhartāraṃ patitaṃ dṛṣṭvā kṣīṇapuṇyam iva graham kaṃsapatnyo hataṃ kaṃsaṃ samantāt paryavārayan
Baladeva too, righteous in soul, with his bare arms swiftly crushed Kaṃsa's powerful brother Sunāman. [76.45] With his arm Baladeva crushed Vasunāman. Those two heroes, their enemies conquered and their anger conquered, long absent from home, dwelling in Vraja, went with glad hearts to their own father's house. [76.46] And those gods together with the sages, now that evil-souled Kaṃsa was slain, made obeisance to the Lord of the world and went each to his own dwelling; they praised the lotus-eyed Kṛṣṇa, the victorious lord: "Having killed Pūtanā, split apart the cart, broken the two arjuna trees and the Dānavas, struck the seven(?), destroyed the venom of Kāliya, crushed Riṣṭa and the other one, having killed the maddened Keśin and the poison tree, and lifted up Govardhana, he who slew Kaṃsa along with the great elephant and the wrestlers — homage to that Viṣṇu! Homage always to the wise bearer of the plough, who took the lives of Pralamba and Dhenuka, the foe of Muṣṭika, the crusher of Sunāman!" Having praised him thus in many ways, those gods with glad hearts (departed). Seeing their husband fallen like a planet whose merit is spent, Kaṃsa's wives gathered round the slain Kaṃsa on every side.
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HV 77.2
तं महीशयने सुप्तं क्षितिनाथं गतायुषम् भार्याः स्म दृष्ट्वा शोचन्ति मृग्यो मृगवधे यथा
taṃ mahīśayane suptaṃ kṣitināthaṃ gatāyuṣam bhāryāḥ sma dṛṣṭvā śocanti mṛgyo mṛgavadhe yathā
Seeing him, the lord of the earth, his life gone, asleep on the bed of the earth, his wives grieve, as does do when the stag is killed.
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HV 77.3
हा हताः स्म महाबाहो हताषा हतबान्धवाः वीरप्त्न्यो हते वीरे त्वयि वीरव्रतप्रिये
hā hatāḥ sma mahābāho hatāṣā hatabāndhavāḥ vīraptnyo hate vīre tvayi vīravratapriye
"Alas, we are undone, O mighty-armed one — our hopes undone, our kinsmen undone — we, the wives of a hero, now that you, the hero who loved the hero's vow, are slain.
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HV 77.4
इमाम् अवस्थां पश्यन्त्यः पश्चिमां तव नैष्ठिकीम् कृपणं राजशार्दूल विलपामः सबान्धवाः
imām avasthāṃ paśyantyaḥ paścimāṃ tava naiṣṭhikīm kṛpaṇaṃ rājaśārdūla vilapāmaḥ sabāndhavāḥ
Beholding this last, final state of yours, O tiger among kings, we lament pitifully, together with our kinsmen.
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HV 77.5
छिन्नमूलाः स्म संवृत्ताः परित्यक्ताः स्म शोभनैः त्वयि पञ्चत्वम् आपन्ने नाथे ऽस्माकं महाबले
chinnamūlāḥ sma saṃvṛttāḥ parityaktāḥ sma śobhanaiḥ tvayi pañcatvam āpanne nāthe 'smākaṃ mahābale
We are become as (plants) cut off at the root; we are forsaken by all that is fair, now that you, our protector of great strength, have met dissolution.
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HV 77.6
को नः पांसुपरीताङ्ग्यो रतिसंसर्गलालसाः लता इव विचेष्टन्त्यः शयनीयानि नेष्यति
ko naḥ pāṃsuparītāṅgyo ratisaṃsargalālasāḥ latā iva viceṣṭantyaḥ śayanīyāni neṣyati
Who will lead us to the beds — our limbs coated with dust, longing for the union of love, writhing like creepers?
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HV 77.7
इदं ते सततं सौम्य हृद्यनिःश्वासमारुतम् दहत्य् अर्को मुखं कान्तं निस्तोयम् इव पङ्कजम्
idaṃ te satataṃ saumya hṛdyaniḥśvāsamārutam dahaty arko mukhaṃ kāntaṃ nistoyam iva paṅkajam
The sun burns this lovely face of yours, gentle one, with its constant sweet wind of breathing, like a lotus without water.
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HV 77.8
इमौ ते श्रवणौ शून्यौ न शोभेते विकुण्डलौ शिरोधरायां संलीनौ सततं कुण्डलप्रिय
imau te śravaṇau śūnyau na śobhete vikuṇḍalau śirodharāyāṃ saṃlīnau satataṃ kuṇḍalapriya
These two ears of yours are empty, bereft of earrings; they do not shine, sunk against your neck, O you who always loved earrings.
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HV 77.9
क्व ते स मुकुटो वीर सर्वरत्नविभूषितः अत्यन्तं शिरसो लक्ष्मीं यो दधात्य् अर्कसप्रभः
kva te sa mukuṭo vīra sarvaratnavibhūṣitaḥ atyantaṃ śiraso lakṣmīṃ yo dadhāty arkasaprabhaḥ
Where is that crown of yours, hero, adorned with every jewel, which, bright as the sun, bore the extreme splendour of your head?
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HV 77.10
अनेन स्त्रीकलत्रेण तवान्तःपुरशोभिना कथं दीनेन कर्तव्यं त्वयि लोकान्तरं गते
anena strīkalatreṇa tavāntaḥpuraśobhinā kathaṃ dīnena kartavyaṃ tvayi lokāntaraṃ gate
What is this wretched company of wives, the ornament of your inner apartments, to do, now that you have gone to another world?
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HV 77.11
ननु नाम स्त्रियः साध्व्यः प्रियभोगेष्व् अवञ्चिताः पतीनाम् अपरित्यज्यास् त्वं तु नस् त्यज्य गच्छसि
nanu nāma striyaḥ sādhvyaḥ priyabhogeṣv avañcitāḥ patīnām aparityajyās tvaṃ tu nas tyajya gacchasi
Surely virtuous women, undeceived in the enjoyments of their beloved, are not to be abandoned by their husbands—yet you go, forsaking us.
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HV 77.12
अहो कालो महावीर्यो येन पर्यायकर्मणा अस्मासु प्रेक्षमाणासु त्वम् आक्षिप्याशु नीयसे । कालतुल्यः सपत्नानां त्वं क्षिप्रम् अपनीयसे
aho kālo mahāvīryo yena paryāyakarmaṇā asmāsu prekṣamāṇāsu tvam ākṣipyāśu nīyase | kālatulyaḥ sapatnānāṃ tvaṃ kṣipram apanīyase
Ah, mighty in power is Time, by whose alternating work you are snatched away and swiftly led off while we look on; you who were the equal of Death to your rivals are quickly carried away.
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HV 77.13
वयं दुःखेष्व् अनुचिताः सुखेष्व् एव तु योजिताः कथं वत्स्याम विधवा नाथ कार्पण्यम् आश्रिताः
vayaṃ duḥkheṣv anucitāḥ sukheṣv eva tu yojitāḥ kathaṃ vatsyāma vidhavā nātha kārpaṇyam āśritāḥ
We are unaccustomed to sorrows, and were joined only to pleasures; how shall we live, widowed, O lord, fallen into wretchedness?
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HV 77.14
स्त्रीणां चारित्रलुब्धानां पतिर् एकः परा गतिः त्वं हि नः सा गतिश् छिन्ना कृतान्तेन बलीयसा
strīṇāṃ cāritralubdhānāṃ patir ekaḥ parā gatiḥ tvaṃ hi naḥ sā gatiś chinnā kṛtāntena balīyasā
For women who cling to good conduct, the husband alone is the highest refuge; and you, that refuge of ours, have been cut off by mighty Fate.
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HV 77.15
वैधव्येनाभिभूताः स्मः शोकसंतप्तमानसाः अहो कृतान्तस्य वशं गन्तव्यं सर्वजन्तुभिः । रोदितव्ये ध्रुवे मग्नाः क्व गच्छामस् त्वया विना
vaidhavyenābhibhūtāḥ smaḥ śokasaṃtaptamānasāḥ aho kṛtāntasya vaśaṃ gantavyaṃ sarvajantubhiḥ | roditavye dhruve magnāḥ kva gacchāmas tvayā vinā
We are overwhelmed by widowhood, our minds burnt with grief. Alas, all creatures must go into the power of Death. Sunk in this certainty of weeping, where shall we go without you?
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HV 77.16
सह त्वया गतः कालस् त्वदङ्के क्रीडितं गतम् क्षणेन च विहीनाः स्म अनित्या हि नृणां गतिः
saha tvayā gataḥ kālas tvadaṅke krīḍitaṃ gatam kṣaṇena ca vihīnāḥ sma anityā hi nṛṇāṃ gatiḥ
With you the (good) time is gone, the play in your lap is gone; in a moment we are bereft—for the course of men is impermanent.
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HV 77.17
अहो बत विपन्नाः स्म विपन्ने त्वयि मानद एकदुष्कृतकारिण्यः सर्वाः वैधव्यलक्षणाः
aho bata vipannāḥ sma vipanne tvayi mānada ekaduṣkṛtakāriṇyaḥ sarvāḥ vaidhavyalakṣaṇāḥ
Alas, we have come to ruin, you having come to ruin, O giver of honour; all of us, having done but one misdeed, now bear the marks of widowhood.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
HV 77.19
त्वया स्वर्गप्रतिच्छन्दैर् लालिताः स्म रतिप्रियाः त्वयि कामवशाः सर्वाः स नस् त्यज्य क्व गच्छसि ॥ ह्व्_७७।१८ अस्माकं त्वम् अनाथानां नाथो ह्य् असि सुरोपम । आसां विलपमानानां कुररीणाम् इव प्रभो प्रतिवाक्यं जगन्नाथ दातुम् अर्हसि मानद
tvayā svargapraticchandair lālitāḥ sma ratipriyāḥ tvayi kāmavaśāḥ sarvāḥ sa nas tyajya kva gacchasi // HV_77.18 asmākaṃ tvam anāthānāṃ nātho hy asi suropama | āsāṃ vilapamānānāṃ kurarīṇām iva prabho prativākyaṃ jagannātha dātum arhasi mānada
By you we were caressed with (delights) that were the image of heaven, we who loved pleasure; all of us were subject to desire for you—where do you go, abandoning us? You are indeed the protector of us who are protectorless, O peer of the gods. To these women lamenting like ospreys, O lord of the world, O giver of honour, you ought to give an answer.
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HV 77.20
एवम् आर्तकलत्रस्य श्राम्यमाणेषु बन्धुषु गमनं ते महाराज दारुणं प्रतिभाति नः
evam ārtakalatrasya śrāmyamāṇeṣu bandhuṣu gamanaṃ te mahārāja dāruṇaṃ pratibhāti naḥ
Thus, while the kinsmen of one whose wives are stricken are worn out with grief, your going, great king, seems to us cruel.
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HV 77.21
नूनं कान्ततराः कान्त तस्मिंल् लोके वरस्त्रियः ततस् त्वं प्रस्थितो वीर विहायेमं गृहे जनम्
nūnaṃ kāntatarāḥ kānta tasmiṃl loke varastriyaḥ tatas tvaṃ prasthito vīra vihāyemaṃ gṛhe janam
Surely, beloved, the choice women in that world are more lovely; therefore you have set out, hero, leaving this household folk behind.
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HV 77.22
किं नु ते करुणं वीर भार्यास्व् एतासु भूमिप आर्तनादं रुदन्तीषु यन् नेहाद्यावबुध्यसे
kiṃ nu te karuṇaṃ vīra bhāryāsv etāsu bhūmipa ārtanādaṃ rudantīṣu yan nehādyāvabudhyase
What pity have you, hero, lord of the earth, for these your wives, that today you do not wake here while they weep with cries of anguish?
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HV 77.23
अहो निष्करुणा यात्रा नराणाम् और्ध्वदेहिकी ये परित्यज्य दारान् स्वान् निरपेक्षा व्रजन्ति ह
aho niṣkaruṇā yātrā narāṇām aurdhvadehikī ye parityajya dārān svān nirapekṣā vrajanti ha
Ah, pitiless is that journey of men that follows the body's end, in which they go off indifferent, abandoning their own wives.
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HV 77.24
अपतित्वं स्त्रियाः श्रेयो न तु शूरः स्त्रियाः पतिः स्वर्गस्त्रीणां प्रियाः शुरास् तेषाम् अपि च ताः प्रियाः
apatitvaṃ striyāḥ śreyo na tu śūraḥ striyāḥ patiḥ svargastrīṇāṃ priyāḥ śurās teṣām api ca tāḥ priyāḥ
Better for a woman to have no husband than that a hero be her husband: heroes are dear to the women of heaven, and they too are dear to them.
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HV 77.25
अहो क्षिप्रम् अदृश्येन नयता त्वया रणप्रियम् प्रहृतं नः कृतान्तेन सर्वासाम् अन्तरात्मसु
aho kṣipram adṛśyena nayatā tvayā raṇapriyam prahṛtaṃ naḥ kṛtāntena sarvāsām antarātmasu
Ah, by you, Death, invisible and swiftly carrying off one who loved battle, a blow has been struck into the inmost hearts of us all.
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HV 77.26
हत्वा जरासंधबलं जित्वा यक्षांश् च संयुगे जरासंधबलं जित्वा हत्वा राज्ञां च संयुगे । जित्वा देवगणं युद्धे यक्षान् अपि च संयुगे । कथं मानुषमात्रेण हतस् त्वं जगतीपते
hatvā jarāsaṃdhabalaṃ jitvā yakṣāṃś ca saṃyuge jarāsaṃdhabalaṃ jitvā hatvā rājñāṃ ca saṃyuge | jitvā devagaṇaṃ yuddhe yakṣān api ca saṃyuge | kathaṃ mānuṣamātreṇa hatas tvaṃ jagatīpate
Having slain the army of Jarāsaṃdha and conquered the yakṣas in battle—having conquered Jarāsaṃdha's army and slain kings in battle, having conquered the host of gods in combat and the yakṣas too in battle—how, lord of the earth, were you slain by a mere man?
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HV 77.27
इन्द्रेण सह संग्रामं कृत्वा सायकविग्रहम् अमर्त्यैर् अजितो युद्धे मर्त्येनासि कथं हतः
indreṇa saha saṃgrāmaṃ kṛtvā sāyakavigraham amartyair ajito yuddhe martyenāsi kathaṃ hataḥ
Having waged war with Indra, a contest of arrows, unconquered in battle by the immortals—how have you been slain by a mortal?
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HV 77.28
त्वया सागरम् अक्षोख्यं विक्षोभ्य शरवृष्टिभिः रत्नसर्वस्वहरणं जित्वा पाशधरं कृतम्
tvayā sāgaram akṣokhyaṃ vikṣobhya śaravṛṣṭibhiḥ ratnasarvasvaharaṇaṃ jitvā pāśadharaṃ kṛtam
By you the unshakeable ocean was churned up with showers of arrows, and the bearer of the noose was conquered and made to yield up the whole treasure of his jewels.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.29
त्वया पौरजनास्यार्थे मन्दं वर्षति वासवे सायकैर् जलदान् भित्त्वा बलाद् वर्षं प्रवर्तितम्
tvayā paurajanāsyārthe mandaṃ varṣati vāsave sāyakair jaladān bhittvā balād varṣaṃ pravartitam
By you, for the sake of the townsfolk, when Vāsava rained but scantily, the rain-clouds were split with arrows and rain was made to fall by force.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.30
प्रतापावनताः सर्वे तव तिष्ठन्ति पार्थिवाः प्रेषयाणा वरार्हाणि रत्नान्य् आच्छादनानि च
pratāpāvanatāḥ sarve tava tiṣṭhanti pārthivāḥ preṣayāṇā varārhāṇi ratnāny ācchādanāni ca
All the kings stand bowed down by your might, sending gifts worthy of the best — jewels and garments.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.31
तवैवं देवकल्पस्य दृष्टवीर्यस्य शत्रुभिः कथं प्राणान्तिकं घोरम् ईदृशं भयम् आगतम्
tavaivaṃ devakalpasya dṛṣṭavīryasya śatrubhiḥ kathaṃ prāṇāntikaṃ ghoram īdṛśaṃ bhayam āgatam
How has such a dreadful, life-ending peril come upon you, who are like a god and whose valour has been seen by (your) enemies?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.32
प्राप्ताः स्मो विधवाशब्दं त्वयि नाथे निपातिते अप्रमत्ताः प्रमत्ताः स्म कृतान्तेन निराकृताः
prāptāḥ smo vidhavāśabdaṃ tvayi nāthe nipātite apramattāḥ pramattāḥ sma kṛtāntena nirākṛtāḥ
We have come to be called widows, now that you, our protector, are struck down; heedful though we were, we were heedless — we have been thwarted by Fate.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.33
यद्य् एवं नाथ गन्तव्यं यदि वा विस्मृता वयम् वाक्यमात्रेण यास्येति कर्तव्यो नः परिग्रहः
yady evaṃ nātha gantavyaṃ yadi vā vismṛtā vayam vākyamātreṇa yāsyeti kartavyo naḥ parigrahaḥ
If, lord, you must go thus, or if we have been forgotten, still, by a mere word — 'I am going' — you ought to have taken leave of us.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
HV 77.34
प्रसीद नाथ भीताः स्म पादौ ते याम मूर्धभिः अलं दूरप्रवासेन निवर्त मथुराधिप
prasīda nātha bhītāḥ sma pādau te yāma mūrdhabhiḥ alaṃ dūrapravāsena nivarta mathurādhipa
Be gracious, lord — we are afraid; we go to your feet with our heads. Enough of this journey far away: turn back, ruler of Mathurā.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.35
अहो वीर कथं शेषे निषण्णस् तृणपांसुषु शयानस्य हि ते भूमौ कस्मान् नोद्विजते मनः
aho vīra kathaṃ śeṣe niṣaṇṇas tṛṇapāṃsuṣu śayānasya hi te bhūmau kasmān nodvijate manaḥ
Ah, hero, how is it you lie sunk down upon the grass and dust? As you lie on the bare ground, why does your mind not shrink from it?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.36
केन सुप्तप्रहारो ऽयं दत्तो ऽस्माकम् अतर्कितः प्रहृतं केन सर्वासु नारीस्व् एवं सुदारुणम्
kena suptaprahāro 'yaṃ datto 'smākam atarkitaḥ prahṛtaṃ kena sarvāsu nārīsv evaṃ sudāruṇam
By whom was this unlooked-for blow dealt to us while we slept? By whom was so very cruel a stroke struck at all (us) women?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.37
रुदितानुशयो नार्या जीवन्त्याः परिदेवनम् किं वयं सति गन्तव्ये सह भर्त्रा रुदामहे
ruditānuśayo nāryā jīvantyāḥ paridevanam kiṃ vayaṃ sati gantavye saha bhartrā rudāmahe
Weeping is (only) the aftermath of a woman who is alive; lamentation (too). Why do we weep, when we must go along with our husband?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
HV 77.38
एतस्मिन्न् अन्तरे दीना कंसमाता प्रवेपती क्व मे वत्सः क्व मे पुत्र इति रोरूयते भृशम्
etasminn antare dīnā kaṃsamātā pravepatī kva me vatsaḥ kva me putra iti rorūyate bhṛśam
Meanwhile Kaṃsa's wretched mother, trembling, wailed aloud again and again: "Where is my child? Where is my son?"
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.39
सापश्यत् तं हतं पुत्रं निपीतं शशिनं यथा हृदयेन विदीर्णेन श्राम्यमाणा पुनः पुनः
sāpaśyat taṃ hataṃ putraṃ nipītaṃ śaśinaṃ yathā hṛdayena vidīrṇena śrāmyamāṇā punaḥ punaḥ
She saw that son of hers slain, (his face) drained like the moon swallowed up; with her heart torn open she grew faint again and again.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.40
पुत्रं समभिवीक्षन्ती हा हतास्मीति वाशती हा हतास्मीति वाशन्ती पपात भुवि दुःखिता । स्नुषाणाम् आर्तनादेन विललाप रुरोद च
putraṃ samabhivīkṣantī hā hatāsmīti vāśatī hā hatāsmīti vāśantī papāta bhuvi duḥkhitā | snuṣāṇām ārtanādena vilalāpa ruroda ca
Gazing at her son, crying "Alas, I am destroyed!" — crying "Alas, I am destroyed!" she fell to the ground in her grief; and with the anguished cry of her daughters-in-law she lamented and wept.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.41
सा तस्य वदनं दीनम् उत्सङ्गे पुत्रगृद्धिनी कृत्वा पुत्रेति करुणं विललापार्तया गिरा
sā tasya vadanaṃ dīnam utsaṅge putragṛddhinī kṛtvā putreti karuṇaṃ vilalāpārtayā girā
Longing for her son, she laid his piteous face in her lap and lamented pitifully with an anguished voice, "O son!"
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.42
पुत्र शूरव्रते युक्त ज्ञातीनां नन्दिवर्धन किम् इदं त्वरितं तात प्रस्थानं कृतवान् असि
putra śūravrate yukta jñātīnāṃ nandivardhana kim idaṃ tvaritaṃ tāta prasthānaṃ kṛtavān asi
"Son, devoted to the vow of a warrior, increaser of your kinsmen's joy — why, dear one, have you made this hurried departure?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.43
प्रसुप्तश् चासि विवृते किं पुत्र शयनं विना तात नैवंविधा भूमौ शेरते कृतलक्षणाः
prasuptaś cāsi vivṛte kiṃ putra śayanaṃ vinā tāta naivaṃvidhā bhūmau śerate kṛtalakṣaṇāḥ
And why do you sleep in the open, son, without a bed? Dear one, men marked out (for greatness) such as you do not lie upon the ground.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.44
रावणेन पुरा गीतः श्लोको ऽयं साधुसंमतः बलज्येष्ठेन लोकेषु राक्षसानां समागमे
rāvaṇena purā gītaḥ śloko 'yaṃ sādhusaṃmataḥ balajyeṣṭhena lokeṣu rākṣasānāṃ samāgame
Long ago this verse, approved by the good, was sung by Rāvaṇa, greatest in strength in the worlds, at an assembly of the rākṣasas:
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.45
एवम् ऊर्जितवीर्यस्य मम देवनिघातिनः बान्धवेभ्यो भयं घोरम् अनिवार्यं भविष्यति
evam ūrjitavīryasya mama devanighātinaḥ bāndhavebhyo bhayaṃ ghoram anivāryaṃ bhaviṣyati
'To me, of such surpassing valour, slayer of gods, a dreadful, unavertable danger will come from my own kinsmen.'
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.47
तथैव ज्ञातिलुब्धस्य मम पुत्रस्य धीमतः ज्ञातिभ्यो भयम् उत्पन्नं शरीरान्तकरं महत् ॥ ह्व्_७७।४६ विनम्रस्य ह्य् अनौकस्य (?) वक्तुर् विग्रहम् ऋच्छतः । जातिविग्रहभूतस्य [नूनं] मृत्युर् भविष्यति । सा पतिं भूपतिं वृद्धम् उग्रसेनं विचेतसम् उवाच रुदती वाक्यं विवत्सा सौरभी यथा
tathaiva jñātilubdhasya mama putrasya dhīmataḥ jñātibhyo bhayam utpannaṃ śarīrāntakaraṃ mahat // HV_77.46 vinamrasya hy anaukasya (?) vaktur vigraham ṛcchataḥ | jātivigrahabhūtasya [nūnaṃ] mṛtyur bhaviṣyati | sā patiṃ bhūpatiṃ vṛddham ugrasenaṃ vicetasam uvāca rudatī vākyaṃ vivatsā saurabhī yathā
Just so, for my wise son, greedy against his kinsmen, there has arisen from his kinsmen a great danger that made an end of his body. // For one who is bowed low, homeless(?), who quarrels with a speaker, who has become the very embodiment of strife with his own kin, death will surely come. — She, bereft of her calf like a cow, weeping, spoke these words to her husband, the aged king Ugrasena, who was out of his senses:
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
HV 77.48
एह्य् एहि राजन् धर्मात्मन् पश्य पुत्रं जनेश्वरम् शयानं वीरशयने वज्राहतम् इवाचलम्
ehy ehi rājan dharmātman paśya putraṃ janeśvaram śayānaṃ vīraśayane vajrāhatam ivācalam
"Come, come, O king of righteous soul, look at your son, the lord of men, lying on the hero's bed like a mountain struck by the thunderbolt.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.49
अस्य कुर्मो महाराज निर्याणसदृशीं क्रियाम् प्रेतत्वम् उपपन्नस्य गतस्य यमसादनम्
asya kurmo mahārāja niryāṇasadṛśīṃ kriyām pretatvam upapannasya gatasya yamasādanam
Let us perform for him, great king, the rites befitting a departure — for he has become a departed spirit and gone to Yama's abode.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.50
वीरभोज्यानि राज्यानि वयं चापि पराजिताः गच्छ विज्ञाप्यतां कृष्णः कंससंस्कारकारणात्
vīrabhojyāni rājyāni vayaṃ cāpi parājitāḥ gaccha vijñāpyatāṃ kṛṣṇaḥ kaṃsasaṃskārakāraṇāt
Kingdoms are for heroes to enjoy, and we too are defeated. Go, let Kṛṣṇa be informed, for the sake of Kaṃsa's funeral rites.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.51
मरणान्तानि वैराणि शान्ते शान्तिर् भविष्यति प्रेतकार्याणि कार्याणि मृतः किम् अपराध्यते
maraṇāntāni vairāṇi śānte śāntir bhaviṣyati pretakāryāṇi kāryāṇi mṛtaḥ kim aparādhyate
Enmities end with death; when (the enemy) is at peace, there will be peace. The funeral rites must be performed—what wrong can a dead man do?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.52
एवम् उक्त्वा पतिं भोजं केशान् आरुज्य दुःखिता पुत्रस्य मुखम् ईक्षन्ती विललापैव सा भृशम्
evam uktvā patiṃ bhojaṃ keśān ārujya duḥkhitā putrasya mukham īkṣantī vilalāpaiva sā bhṛśam
Having spoken thus to her husband, the Bhoja (king), grief-stricken, tearing at her hair, gazing on her son's face, she lamented indeed exceedingly.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.53
इमास् ते किं करिष्यन्ति भार्या राजन् सुखोचिताः त्वां पतिं सुपतिं प्राप्य या विपन्नमनोरथाः
imās te kiṃ kariṣyanti bhāryā rājan sukhocitāḥ tvāṃ patiṃ supatiṃ prāpya yā vipannamanorathāḥ
What will these wives of yours do, O king, accustomed to comfort, who, having obtained you as husband, a good husband, have (now) their hopes destroyed?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.54
इमं ते पितरं वृद्धं कृष्णस्य वशवर्तिनम् कथं द्रक्ष्यामि शुष्यन्तं कासारसलिलं यथा
imaṃ te pitaraṃ vṛddhaṃ kṛṣṇasya vaśavartinam kathaṃ drakṣyāmi śuṣyantaṃ kāsārasalilaṃ yathā
How shall I look upon this aged father of yours, subject to Kṛṣṇa's will, drying up like the water of a pond?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.55
अहं ते जननी पुत्र किमर्थं नाभिभाषसे प्रस्थितो दीर्घम् अध्वानं परित्यज्य्य प्रियं जनम्
ahaṃ te jananī putra kimarthaṃ nābhibhāṣase prasthito dīrgham adhvānaṃ parityajyya priyaṃ janam
I am your mother, son—why do you not speak to me, (you who are) set out upon a long road, abandoning those dear to you?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.56
अहो वीराल्पभाग्यायाः कृतान्तेनानिवर्तिना आच्छिद्य मम मन्दाया नीयसे नयकोविद
aho vīrālpabhāgyāyāḥ kṛtāntenānivartinā ācchidya mama mandāyā nīyase nayakovida
Alas, hero! You are being led away, torn from me, a dull woman of little fortune, by Fate that does not turn back, O you skilled in policy.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.57
दानमानगृहीतानि तृप्तान्य् एतानि ते गुणैः नामानि च गृहीतानि सम्यग्वृत्तानि तैर् गुणैः । रुदन्ति तव भृत्यानां कुलानि कुलयूथप
dānamānagṛhītāni tṛptāny etāni te guṇaiḥ nāmāni ca gṛhītāni samyagvṛttāni tair guṇaiḥ | rudanti tava bhṛtyānāṃ kulāni kulayūthapa
These (retainers), won by your gifts and honours, were satisfied by your virtues; and (their) names were taken up, their conduct made right by those virtues. The families of your servants weep, O leader of the family's herd.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
HV 77.58
उत्तिष्ठ नरशार्दूल दीर्घबाहो महाबल त्राहि दीनं जनं सर्वं पुरम् अन्तःपुरं तथा
uttiṣṭha naraśārdūla dīrghabāho mahābala trāhi dīnaṃ janaṃ sarvaṃ puram antaḥpuraṃ tathā
Rise up, tiger among men, long-armed one, mighty one! Save all these wretched people, the city, and the women's quarters too.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
HV 77.59
रुदतीनाम् भृशार्तानां कंसस्त्रीणां सविस्तरम् जगामास्तं दिनकरः संध्यारागेण रञ्जितः
rudatīnām bhṛśārtānāṃ kaṃsastrīṇāṃ savistaram jagāmāstaṃ dinakaraḥ saṃdhyārāgeṇa rañjitaḥ
While Kaṃsa's women, sorely afflicted, wept at length, the maker of day, reddened with the glow of twilight, went to his setting.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition