Being sunk in grief and pressed down with the weight of sorrow on not beholding Rāma, the foremost of the illustrious, the chaste Şītā began to cry aloud in the forest resounded with the notes of peacocks.
सा दुःखभारावनता यशस्विनी यशोधरा नाथमपश्यती सती। रुरोद सा बहिणनादिते वने महास्वने दुःखपरायणा सती ॥