Dasarath Dasharath Dussaruth : Surya-vamshi king of Ayodhya, descendant of Ikshvāku. His happiness was at its height, on the eve of the coronation of Sri Rāmachandra setting the stage for Rāmāyana, the divine tragedy.
... to the really great art represented in the book, the wonderful suggestions of the landscape in Sj. Abanindranath Tagore's "Slaying of the Enchanted Deer", the decorative beauty of the "Last Days of Dasarath", and the epic grandeur and grace and strange romantic mystery of "Mahadev receiving the Descent of the Ganges". We would only suggest to the readers whose artistic perceptions are awakened but in ...
... the little feeble man! This dark infamy shall never be written down in the history Of the Rakshasas. Let the world hear of the past history and wonder And declare that the son of Dasharath enjoyed a momentary victory Because of the negligence of the Rakshasas. Now, the wonderful news will spread, unique on earth, A thing to madden a hero's heart, that sons killed, ...
... body. There is no sense in keeping the same body for years; that would be a terrible bondage. That is why death is necessary in order that one can take another body and have a fresh growth. You know Dasharath lived for sixty thousand years. He did not know what to do with such a long life and began at the end producing children! Have you read Shaw's "Back to Methuselah?" It shows how silly an intellectual ...
... hands The tiger roaring in his trackless woods Or the mad tusked boar. Even such strong arms Of heroes kept that city and in her midst Regnant king Dussaruth the nations ruled. Speech of Dussaruth 1 to the Assembled States-General of His Empire Then with a far reverberating sound As of a cloud in heaven or war-drum's call Deep-voiced to battle... Page 300 Then answered her the hope of Raghou's line: "Sita, my sire exiles me to the woods. 0 high-born soul, 0 firm religious mind, Be strong and hear me. Dussaruth my sire, Whose royal word stands as the mountains pledged To Bharath's mother boons of old, her choice In her selected time, who now prefers Athwart the coronation's sacred pomp... Into the paths of the ascetics old Do thou in vows and fasts spend blamelessly Thy lonely seasons. With the dawn arise And when thou hast adored the Gods, bow down Before King Dussaruth, my father, then Like a dear daughter tend religiously Cowshalya, my afflicted mother old; Nor her alone, but all my father's queens Gratify with sweet love, smiles, blandishments ...
... Vidyapati's songs * In his earlier drafts and publications of the Baroda period, Sri Aurobindo spelt Indian proper names in their Bengali way of pronunciation: Yudhishthere, Arjoon, Cowshalya, Dussaruth, Himaloy, Menoca, etc., but I have usually given the current spelling so as not to cause undue puzzlement to the readers. Page 72 also came out in the same year. It is clear, however ...
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