śāradāmbudharaprakhyairbhavanairupaśobhitām| sāgaropamanirghoṣāṃ sāgarānilasevitām supuṣṭabalasampuṣṭāṃ yathaiva viṭapāvatīm| cārutoraṇaniryūhāṃ pāṇḍuradvāratoraṇām bhujagācaritāṃ guptāṃ śubhāṃ bhogavatīmiva| tāṃ sa vidyudghanākīrṇāṃ jyotirmārganiṣevitām mandamārutasañcārāṃ yathendrasyāmarāvatīm| śātakumbhena mahatā prākāreṇābhisaṃvṛtām kiṅkiṇījālaghoṣābhiḥ patākābhiralaṅkṛtām| āsādya sahasā hṛṣṭaḥ prākāramabhipedivān
Hanuman, happy to reach Lanka, stood on its rampart and surveyed the city of land which was splendid with beautiful mansions overcast with autumnal clouds pierced by glittering streaks of lightning, served by planets and stars with mild winds blowing (out of fear of Ravana), with the roaring sounds of the sea and with a wellfed army like Vitapavati (that is Alaka, the capital of Kubera, halfbrother of Ravana and the treasurer of celestials), which had elephants sationed at the outer gates, provided with white archways and protected by serpents like the auspicious city of Bhogavati (capital of Patala). Surrounded by a golden rampart, the city resembled Amaravati, the capital of Indra, decorated with flags fluttering, echoing with the jingling sounds of small bells.
— M.N. Dutt (1891)
Hanuman's first sight of Ravana's sleeping form. The verse dwells on Ravana's physical majesty — his ten faces, his broad chest adorned with gems, his arms scarred from battle. Hanuman does not hate him; he observes with the detachment of a true warrior.