एवं स विलपन् रामः सीताहरणकर्षितः। दीनः शोकसमाविष्टो मुहूर्तं विह्वलोऽभवत्
Thus lamenting, Rama, tormented by Sita's abduction, overwhelmed by sorrow, became distraught for a moment.
स विह्वलितसर्वाङ्गो गतबुद्धिर्विचेतनः। निषसादातुरो दीनो निःश्वस्याशीतमायतम्
His whole body trembling, his mind lost and senseless, he sat down, afflicted and miserable, sighing deeply and long.
बहुशः स तु निःश्वस्य रामो राजीवलोचनः। हा प्रियेति विचुक्रोश बहुशो बाष्पगद्गदः
Again and again Rama, lotus-eyed, sighed deeply and cried out, 'Alas, my beloved!'—his voice choked with tears.
तं सान्त्वयामास ततो लक्ष्मणः प्रियबान्धवम्। बहुप्रकारं शोकार्तः प्रश्रितः प्रश्रिताञ्जलिः
Then Lakshmana, his dear companion, afflicted by grief, approached him with joined palms and in many ways tried to console him.
अनादृत्य तु तद् वाक्यं लक्ष्मणोष्ठपुटच्युतम्। अपश्यंस्तां प्रियां सीतां प्राक्रोशत् स पुनः पुनः
But disregarding Lakshmana's words, which fell from his lips, he did not see his beloved Sita and cried out for her again and again.
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Hear now the sixty-second sarga in the glorious Vālmīki Rāmāyaṇa, Araṇyakāṇḍa.
सीतामपश्यन् धर्मात्मा शोकोपहतचेतनः। विललाप महाबाहू रामः कमललोचनः
Not seeing Sita, the righteous Rama, his mind overcome by grief, lamented—mighty-armed and lotus-eyed.
पश्यन्निव च तां सीतामपश्यन्मन्मथार्दितः। उवाच राघवो वाक्यं विलापाश्रयदुर्वचम्
As if seeing Sita, yet not seeing her, tormented by love, Raghava spoke words, difficult to utter in lamentation.
त्वमशोकस्य शाखाभिः पुष्पप्रियतरा प्रिये। आवृणोषि शरीरं ते मम शोकविवर्धनी
O beloved, you cover your body with the branches of the Ashoka tree, more fond of flowers—yet they only increase my sorrow.
कदलीकाण्डसदृशौ कदल्या संवृतावुभौ। ऊरू पश्यामि ते देवि नासि शक्ता निगूहितुम्
O goddess, your thighs resemble the stems of the plantain, concealed by the plantain leaves, yet I see them—you are unable to hide them.
कर्णिकारवनं भद्रे हसन्ती देवि सेवसे। अलं ते परिहासेन मम बाधावहेन वै
O gentle one, you play in the grove of karṇikāra trees, laughing, O goddess; enough of this jesting that only brings me pain.
विशेषेणाश्रमस्थाने हासोऽयं न प्रशस्यते। अवगच्छामि ते शीलं परिहासप्रियं प्रिये
Especially in this hermitage, such laughter is not proper; I know your nature, beloved, fond of playful teasing.
आगच्छ त्वं विशालाक्षि शून्योऽयमुटजस्तव। सुव्यक्तं राक्षसैः सीता भक्षिता वा हृतापि वा
Come, O wide-eyed one, your hut is empty; surely, Sita has been eaten or carried off by the rākṣasas.
न हि सा विलपन्तं मामुपसम्प्रैति लक्ष्मण। एतानि मृगयूथानि साश्रुनेत्राणि लक्ष्मण
For she does not approach me, lamenting, O Lakshmana; see these herds of deer, their eyes filled with tears, O Lakshmana.
शंसन्तीव हि मे देवीं भक्षितां रजनीचरैः। हा ममार्ये क्व यातासि हा साध्वि वरवर्णिनि
As if they are telling me that the goddess was eaten by night-roaming demons—Alas, my noble one, where have you gone? Alas, virtuous, beautiful lady!
हा सकामाद्य कैकेयी देवि मेऽद्य भविष्यति। सीतया सह निर्यातो विना सीतामुपागतः
Alas, today Kaikeyi will be satisfied, O goddess, for I have returned without Sita, though I set out with her.
कथं नाम प्रवेक्ष्यामि शून्यमन्तःपुरं मम। निर्वीर्य इति लोको मां निर्दयश्चेति वक्ष्यति
How shall I enter my empty inner chambers? People will say I am powerless and pitiless.
कातरत्वं प्रकाशं हि सीतापनयनेन मे। निवृत्तवनवासश्च जनकं मिथिलाधिपम्
Indeed, my fearfulness is plainly revealed by Sita's abduction; and my return from the forest exile to King Janaka, lord of Mithila.
कुशलं परिपृच्छन्तं कथं शक्ष्ये निरीक्षितुम्। विदेहराजो नूनं मां दृष्ट्वा विरहितं तया
How will I be able to look upon the king of Videha, Janaka, when he inquires about Sita's welfare and sees me separated from her?
सुताविनाशसंतप्तो मोहस्य वशमेष्यति। अथवा न गमिष्यामि पुरीं भरतपालिताम्
Tormented by the loss of his daughter, he will surely fall under the sway of delusion; or else, I will not go to the city ruled by Bharata.
स्वर्गोऽपि हि तया हीनः शून्य एव मतो मम। तन्मामुत्सृज्य हि वने गच्छायोध्यापुरीं शुभाम्
Even heaven itself, bereft of her, seems empty to me; therefore, leaving me here in the forest, you should go to the auspicious city of Ayodhya.
न त्वहं तां विना सीतां जीवेयं हि कथंचन। गाढमाश्लिष्य भरतो वाच्यो मद्वचनात् त्वया
But I could never live without Sita, not in any way; embrace Bharata tightly and tell him these words from me.
अनुज्ञातोऽसि रामेण पालयेति वसुंधराम्। अम्बा च मम कैकेयी सुमित्रा च त्वया विभो
You are permitted by Rama to rule the earth; and my mother Kaikeyi and Sumitra, O noble one, are to be cared for by you.
कौसल्या च यथान्यायमभिवाद्या ममाज्ञया। रक्षणीया प्रयत्नेन भवता सूक्तचारिणा
And Kausalya, too, is to be respectfully greeted according to propriety, by my command; she must be diligently protected by you, who walk the path of virtue.
सीतायाश्च विनाशोऽयं मम चामित्रसूदन। विस्तरेण जनन्या मे विनिवेद्यस्त्वया भवेत्
The destruction of Sita and myself, O destroyer of foes, must be fully reported to my mother by you.
इति विलपति राघवे तु दीने वनमुपगम्य तया विना सुकेश्या। भयविकलमुखस्तु लक्ष्मणोऽपि व्यथितमना भृशमातुरो बभूव
Thus, as the sorrowful Raghava lamented, having entered the forest without Sita of lovely hair, Lakshmana too, his face stricken with fear, became deeply distressed and greatly afflicted in mind.
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Hear now the sixty-third sarga (chapter). In the glorious Valmiki Ramayana, Aranyakanda, the sixty-third sarga.
स राजपुत्रः प्रियया विहीनः शोकेन मोहेन च पीड्यमानः। विषादयन् भ्रातरमार्तरूपो भूयो विषादं प्रविवेश तीव्रम्
That prince, deprived of his beloved, tormented by grief and delusion, made his brother despondent with his own sorrowful appearance, and again entered into intense despair.
स लक्ष्मणं शोकवशाभिपन्नं शोके निमग्नो विपुले तु रामः। उवाच वाक्यं व्यसनानुरूप- मुष्णं विनिःश्वस्य रुदन् सशोकम्
Rama, plunged into great sorrow and overwhelmed by grief, spoke to Lakshmana, who was also overcome by sorrow, uttering words befitting their misfortune, sighing deeply and weeping with anguish.
न मद्विधो दुष्कृतकर्मकारी मन्ये द्वितीयोऽस्ति वसुंधरायाम्। शोकानुशोको हि परम्पराया मामेति भिन्दन् हृदयं मनश्च
I do not think there is another on earth like me, who has committed such evil deeds; for sorrow upon sorrow, in succession, breaks my heart and mind.