Held captive within her lotus-like mouth her bee lik speech refused to stir out for fear of the night of modesty,
Tears remained confined within corner of her eyes just as the gold of a singly miser remains burred in a nook of his house,
Sri Sita felt abashed when she perceived her great agitation of mind; summoning up courage in her heart, therefore, she confidently said to to her self-
IF I AM TRUE TO MY VOW IN THOUGHT WORDS AND DEEDS AND IF MY MIND IS REALLY ATTACHED TO THE LOTUS FEET OF SRI RAMA'S BOND-SLAVE, FOR ONE GETS UNITED WITHOUT DOUBT WITH HIM FOR WHOM ONE CHERISHES TRUE LOVE
May lord bless all
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