30Canto XXX. The Triumph Of Love.The daughter of Videha's king, While Ráma strove to soothe the sting Of her deep anguish, thus began Once more in furtherance of her plan: And with her spirit sorely tried By fear and anger, love and pride, With keenly taunting words addressed Her hero of the stately breast: “Why did the king my sire, who reigns O'er fair Videha's wide domains, Hail Ráma son with joy unwise, A woman in a man's disguise? Now falsely would the people say, By idle fancies led astray, That Ráma's own are power and might, As glorious as the