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Portrait of Tulsidas Tulsidas The Rámáyana of Tulsi Dás — Book IV.… (1883)

Now the rains are over and the season of autumn has returned; see Lakshman, how exquisitely beautiful everything is. The whole earth is covered with the flowering káns grass, as though the rains had exposed its old age. The rising of Canopus [10] has dried up the water on the roads, like as greed is dried up by contenment. The surface of every river and lake is as pure and bright as is the soul of the saints devoid of all vanity and delusion; drop by drop their depths are diminished, like as the enlightened gradually lose all notions of self.
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Portrait of Tulsidas Tulsidas The Rámáyana of Tulsi Dás — Book IV.… (1883)

O Umá, there is no such friend as Ráma in the world, neither guru, nor father, nor mother, nor kinsman, nor lord. It is the way with all other gods, men and saints, to make friends for selfish purposes; but the generous Raghubir, from mere natural kindness, made Sugríva king of the monkeys, when he was trembling all day and all night in such fear of Báli that there was no colour left in his face and his heart was burnt up with anxiety.
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Portrait of Tulsidas Tulsidas The Rámáyana of Tulsi Dás — Book IV.… (1883)

Hearken, Sugríva; I will slay Báli with a single arrow; though he take refuge with Brahma even, or Rudra, he shall not escape with his life.
Chaupái.
They, who are not distressed at the sight of a friend's distress, are guilty of grievous sin. They, who do not think it the most natural thing possible to regard as a mere grain of sand their own mountain-like troubles, while a friend's trouble, though really no bigger than a grain of sand, seems to them as weighty as mount Meru; such men are churls, upon whom it is useless to press friendship.
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