Ramayana 4.259a

He ceased. Again Sampati spoke, And hope in every breast awoke: "Though lost my wings, and strength decayed, Yet shall my words lend Rama aid. I know the worlds where Vishnu trod,(766) I know the realm of Ocean's God; How Asurs fought with heavenly foes, And Amrit from the churning rose.(767) A mighty task before me lies, To prosper Rama's enterprise, A task too hard for one whom length Of days has rifled of his strength. I saw the cruel Ravan bear A gentle lady through the air. Bright was her form, and fresh and young, And sparkling gems about her hung. "O Rama, Rama!" cried the dame, And shrieked in terror Lakshman's name, As, struggling in the giant's hold, She dropped her gauds of gems and gold. Like sun-light on a mountain shone The silken garments she had on, And glistened o'er his swarthy form As lightning flashes through the storm. That giant Ravan, famed of old, Is brother of the Lord of Gold.(768) The southern ocean roars and swells Round Lanka, where the robber dwells In his fair city nobly planned And built by Visvakarma's(769) hand. Within his bower securely barred, With monsters round her for a guard, Still in her silken vesture clad Lies Sita, and her heart is sad. A hundred leagues your course must be Beyond this margin of the sea. Still to the south your way pursue, And there the giant Ravan view. Then up, O Vanars, and away! For by my heavenly lore I say, There will you see the lady's face, And hither soon your steps retrace. In the first field of air are borne The doves and birds that feed on corn. The second field supports the crows And birds whose food on branches grows. Along the third in balanced flight Sail the keen osprey and the kite. Swift through the fourth the falcon springs The fifth the slower vulture wings. Up to the sixth the gay swans rise, Where royal Vainateya(770) flies. We too, O chiefs, of vulture race, Our line from Vinata may trace, Condemned, because we wrought a deed Of shame, on flesh and blood to feed.