I (stood), beholding the wife of Rama, son to Dasaratha,—throwing off her ornaments and silken apparel, overwhelmed by might of sorrow, with hair dishevelled crying out the names of Rāma and Lakşmaņa. This O father, is the reason of my passing the time.' That best of those skilled in speech, Suparswa, said all this to me. Even hearing of this, I could not think of putting forth prowess.
पश्यन् दाशरथेर्भार्यां रामस्य जनकात्मजाम्। भ्रष्टाभरणकौशेयां शोकवेगपराजिताम्॥ रामलक्ष्मणयोर्नाम क्रोशन्ती मुक्तमूर्धजाम्। एष कालात्ययस्तात इति वाक्यविदां वरः॥ एतदर्थं समग्रं मे सुपार्श्वः प्रत्यवेदयत्। तच्छ्रुत्वापि हि मे बुद्धिर्नासीत् काचित् पराक्रमे॥