Your roots have been completely severed, and your pride has been destroyed by me. In consequence of this calamity, O Sītā, you shall become my wife. O foolish (girl), renounce this idea. What will you do with that is dead?
छिन्नं ते सर्वथा मूलं दर्पश्च निहतो मया॥ व्यसनेनात्मनः सीते मम भार्या भविष्यसि। विसृजैतां मतिं मूढे किं मृतेन करिष्यसि॥