Canto 42 Panic in the Town To the sound of falling trees Woke up Lanka from siesta. Cried as flying birds all then Cuddled all Lankans in panic. Reached as tongues of flame to skies Rushed out Lankans from their homes. So to put the fear of death In them into giant he turned. Ran to Seetha women in fright Hoping that she throws some light. Tell us Seetha what thee know Why this fiend did came to us? Fear thee have none to tell us What was that he spoke to thee?