Sped on the chariot to the south.[844]
Then, dropping oil from every limb,
His sons the princes followed him,
And Kumbhakarṇa,[845] shaved and shorn,
Was southward on a camel borne.
Then royal Lanká reeled and fell
With gate and tower and citadel.
This ancient city, far-renowned:
All life within her walls was drowned;
And the wild waves of ocean rolled