Again he turned him to explore Each chamber, hall, and corridor, And arbour bright with scented bloom, And lodge and cell and picture-room. With eager eye and noiseless feet He passed through many a cool retreat Where women lay in slumber drowned; But Sita still was nowhere found.Ramayana 5.39 · Ramayana · 5
Ramayana 5.39
Ramayana · translated by Ralph T.H. Griffith
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