The Maithil lady yet will find;
For to his quarter of the sky[749]
The robber fiend was seen to fly.”
Canto XLVIII. The Asur's Death.
But Hanumán still onward pressed
With Tára, Angad, and the rest,
Through Vindhya's pathless glens he sped
And left no spot unvisited.
He gazed from every mountain height,