O foremost of men, your son waits at the entrance, after having distributed wealth to Brāhmaṇas and his retinue. Let that one having truth for prowess, good betide you, see you. Having greeted all his friends, he now wishes to see you. Know that he is about to set out for the mighty forest. Do you, O Lord of earth, see him furnished with every perfection, like the Sun himself surrounded by his rays.:
अयं स पुरुषव्याघ्रो द्वारि तिष्ठति ते सुतः। ब्राह्मणेभ्यो धनं दत्त्वा सर्वं चैवोपजीविनाम्॥ स त्वां पश्यतु भद्रं ते रामः सत्यपराक्रमः। सर्वान् सुहृद आपृच्छ्य त्वां हीदानी दिदृक्षते॥ गमिष्यति महारण्यं तं पश्य जगतीपते। वृतं राजगुणैः सर्वैरादित्यमिव रश्मिभिः॥