 ऐङ्गुदं बदरीमिश्रं पिण्याकं दर्भसंस्तरे।न्यस्य रामस्सदुःखार्तो रुदन्वचनमब्रवीत्।। 
 Placing the balls of ingudi pulp mixed with badari fruit on a spread of darbha grass, Rama, was overcome with grief and weeping, said 