Ramayana 6.459

He ceased: and, garbed in human form, Forth sped Hanuman swift as storm. Sublime in air he rose, and through The region of his father flew. He saw far far beneath his feet Where Ganga's flood and Jumna meet. Descending from the upper air He entered Sringavera, where King Guha's heart was well content To hear the message Rama sent. Then, with his mighty strength renewed, The Vanar chief his way pursued, Valukini was far behind, And Gomati with forests lined, And golden fields and pastures gay With flocks and herds beneath him lay. Then Nandigrama charmed his eye Where flowers were bright with every dye, And trees of lovely foliage made With meeting boughs delightful shade, Where women watched in trim array Their little sons' and grandsons' play. His eager eye on Bharat fell Who sat before his lonely cell. In hermit weed, with tangled hair, Pale, weak, and worn with ceaseless care. His royal pomp and state resigned For Rama still he watched and pined, Still to his dreary vows adhered, And royal Rama's shoes revered. Yet still the terror of his arm Preserved the land from fear and harm.