Nayana niru hati mamgala jani, parichani karahi mudita mana rani beda bihita aru kula acarµ, kinha bhali bidhi saba byavaharµ
siya sobhå nahiÚ jåi bakhåni, jagadambikå rµupa guna khåni. upamå sakala mohi laghu lågi°, pråkrta nåri amga anurågi °
kuaru kuari kala bhvavari dehi,nayana labhu saba sadara lehi. jai na barani manohara jori, jo upama kachu kahau so thori.
siya biloki dhirata bhagi, rahe kahvata parama biragi. linhi rya¡ ura lai janaki, miti mahamarajda gyana ki.
siya mahima raghunayaka jani, harase hrdaya hetu pahicani Rma alone recognized Sitas influence and was glad at heart to discern Her love
The lovely couple was beyond description; whatever comparison might be suggested would fall short of the reality. Lovely images of Rma and Siya were reflected on the pillars of jewels and shone as if Love and his consort, Rati, witnessed sri Rma's matchless wedding appearing in numerous forms.
Restraining her tears out of regard for the auspicious occasion, Queen Sunayan performed the ceremony of waving lights with a gladdened heart, and duly completed all the rites prescribed by the Vedas as well as by family usage.
Sitas beauty defies all description, Mother of the universe that She is and an embodiment of charm and excellence. All comparisons seem to me too poor; for they have affinity with the limbs of mortal women.
The Bride and Bridegroom performed the circumambulation with charming paces; while all present feasted their admiring gaze on the spectacle. The lovely couple was beyond description; whatever comparison might be suggested would fall short of the reality.
Then came King Janaka with his younger brother (KuÜadhvaja); due to excess of emotion tears rushed to his eyes. Although he was reputed to be a man of supreme dispassion, his strength of mind took leave of him the moment he gazed on Sita. The king clasped Janaki to his bosom and the great embankment of wisdom toppled down.