“By whom has the immense and highly venomous serpent, known as Sita, been tied around your neck? That serpent has for its sharp fangs Sita’s sweet smiles. Her bosom is its coils, her five fingers are its five hoods and her thoughts of Rama are its deadly poison. O Ravana, do not destroy your race. Before we see monkeys like great mountains bounding toward Lanka and arrows like thunderbolts falling on the heads of our warriors, return Sita to Rama.”
