ஶ்ரீஹநுமச்சதுர்விம்ஶதிஃ

Twenty-four verses in arya metre by Sacchidananda Shivabhinava Nrisimha Bharati, the thirty-third Jagadguru of Sringeri, taking the childhood and the Lanka journey in order and never lingering. In infancy he flew up at the rising sun, having taken it for a ripe and marvellous fruit. Brahma gave him boons in order to appease the Wind. He went into Surasa's wide mouth and came out of it again while the gods stood amazed. He tore up the pride of Lanka's guardian goddess with a single slap. He crossed the sea as though it were a hoofprint and saw Sita in the Ashoka grove, unafraid, at the foot of the shimshapa. He took the scent of grief off her with the joy of Rama's message. He killed Akshakumara and the chief demons alone and unaided, for sport. Its last verse asks only to be forgiven.