Ramayana 6.464

"In doubt and fear long years have passed And glorious tidings come at last. True, true is now the ancient verse Which men in time of bliss rehearse: "Once only in a hundred years Great joy to mortal men appears." But now his woes and triumph tell, And loss and gain as each befell." He ceased: Hanuman mighty-souled The tale of Rama's wanderings told From that first day on which he stood In the drear shade of Dandak wood. He told how fierce Viradha fell; He told of Sarabhanga's cell Where Rama saw with wondering eyes Indra descended from the skies. He told how Surpanakhi came, Her soul aglow with amorous flame, And fled repulsed, with rage and tears, Reft of her nose and severed ears. He told how Rama's might subdued The giants' furious multitude; How Khara with the troops he led And Trisiras and Dushan bled: How Rama, tempted from his cot, The golden deer pursued and shot, And Ravan came and stole away The Maithil queen his hapless prey, When, as he fought, the dame to save, His noble life Jatayus gave: How Rama still the the search renewed, The robber to his hold pursued, Bridging the sea from shore to shore, And found his queen to part no more.(1025)