And stricken with grief, he lamented, remembering his beloved son, and thinking that by this time he had reached the precincts of the city, he broke out into the following.
विललाप स दुःखार्तः प्रियं पुत्रमनुस्मरन्। नगरान्तमनुप्राप्तं बुद्ध्वा पुत्रमथाब्रवीत्॥