Canto III.The Argument. The hermit thus with watchful heed Received the poem's pregnant seed, And looked with eager thought around If fuller knowledge might be found. His lips with water first bedewed, He sate,in reverent attitude On holy grass,the points all bent Together toward the orient; And thus in meditation he Entered the path of poesy. Then clearly,through his virtue's might, All lay discovered to his sight, Whate'er befell,through all their life, Ráma,his brother,and his wife: And Daśaratha and each queen At every time,in every scene: His people too,of every sort; The nobles of his princely court: Whate'er was said,whate'er