Ramayana 3.289b

So thou whom fate and folly lead To ruin for this guilty deed, Shalt die by Rama's arm ere long A dreadful death for hideous wrong. Ah, too successful in their ends Are Queen Kaikeyi and her friends, When virtuous Rama, dear to fame, Is mourning for his ravished dame. Ah me, ah me! a long farewell To lawn and glade and forest dell In Janasthan's wild region, where The Cassia trees are bright and fair With all your tongues to Rama say That Ravan bears his wife away. Farewell, a long farewell to thee, O pleasant stream Godavari, Whose rippling waves are ever stirred By many a glad wild water-bird! All ye to Rama's ear relate The giant's deed and Sita's fate. O all ye Gods who love this ground Where trees of every leaf abound, Tell Rama I am stolen hence, I pray you all with reverence. On all the living things beside That these dark boughs and coverts hide, Ye flocks of birds, ye troops of deer, I call on you my prayer to hear. All ye to Rama's ear proclaim That Ravan tears away his dame With forceful arms,--his darling wife, Dearer to Rama than his life. O, if he knew I dwelt in hell, My mighty lord, I know full well, Would bring me, conqueror, back to-day, Though Yama's self reclaimed his prey."