"Be you propitiated, O beautiful damsel, do not hold me responsible for this.” Saying this, the humble Lakşmaņa began to weep and pray for death. Beholding him thus overwhelmed, Sītā said "What is the matter, Lakşmaņa? I do not understand anything. Do you speak out everything plainly to me. I find you beside yourself (with grief); is it all well with the kingdom? In the name of the king, do you give out to me, the cause of your sorrow."
प्रसीद च न मे पापं कर्तुमर्हसि शोभने। इत्यञ्जलिकृतो भूमौ निपपात स लक्ष्मणः॥ रुदन्तं प्राञ्जलिं दृष्ट्वा काङ्क्षन्तं मृत्युमात्मनः। मैथिली भृशसंविग्ना लक्ष्मणं वाक्यमब्रवीत्॥ किमिदं नावगच्छामि ब्रूहि तत्त्वेन लक्ष्मण। पश्यामि त्वां न च स्वस्थमपि क्षेमं महीपतेः॥ शापितोऽसि नरेन्द्रेण यत्त्वं संतापमागतः। तब्रूयाः संनिधौ मह्यमहमाज्ञापयामि ते॥