Ramayana 2.304

Thus to Kalindi's stream she sued And prayed in suppliant attitude. Then to the river's bank the dame, Fervent in supplication, came. They left the raft that brought them o'er, And the thick wood that clothed the shore, And to the Fig-tree Syama made Their way, so cool with verdant shade. Then Sita viewed that best of trees, And reverent spake in words like these: "Hail, hail, O mighty tree! Allow My husband to complete his vow; Let us returning, I entreat, Kausalya and Sumitra meet." Then with her hands together placed Around the tree she duly paced. When Rama saw his blameless spouse A suppliant under holy boughs, The gentle darling of his heart, He thus to Lakshman spake apart: "Brother, by thee our way be led; Let Sita close behind thee tread: I, best of men, will grasp my bow, And hindmost of the three will go. What fruits soe'er her fancy take, Or flowers half hidden in the brake, For Janak's child forget not thou To gather from the brake or bough."