 तस्यां चीरं वसानायां नाथवत्यामनाथवत्। प्रचुक्रोश जनस्सर्वो धिक्त्वां दशरथं त्विति।। 
  Beholding Sita who was wearing a bark garment, like one without a support, though having a husband, all the people cried bitterly exclaiming O Dasaratha, fie on you. 