শ্ৰী ভোগাপুৰেশ হনুমত্স্তোত্ৰম্

Ten verses to the Hanuman of Bhogapura, in a knotted and heavily compounded style that makes hard reading and is plainly meant to. Let my head bow, it opens, to the pair of lotus feet worshipped by Bharati the consort of the vital breath, by the serpent lords and the chief gods and the sages — feet belonging to the slayer of the fiercest enemies, the lord of Bhogapura. Its second verse puts the whole case in one turn: apart from you I know of nobody who would favour me; I do not know, I simply do not know. What follows is local and particular. He became manifest at Bhogapura in the body of a great ape; a devotee of the Kaundinya line was serving there; and the last verse asks him to protect Venkataraja long. The ninth calls the hymn itself a string of pearls set into words of praise.