 विललाप च दुःखार्तः प्रियं पुत्रमनुस्मरन्।नगरान्तमनुप्राप्तं बुध्वा पुत्रमथाब्रवीत्।। 
  The griefstricken king began to lament thinking of his beloved son, and suddenly realizing that his son had crossed the limits of the city, said 