Ramayana 6.470

He ceased: then rapture loosed each tongue: From men and dames, from old and young, One long, one universal cry, 'Tis he, 'tis Rama, smote the sky. All lighted down with eager speed From elephant and car and steed, And every joyful eye intent On Rama's moonbright face was bent. Entranced a moment Bharat gazed: Then reverential hands he raised, And on his brother humbly pressed The honours due to welcome guest. Then Bharat clomb the car to greet His king and bowed him at his feet, Till Rama raised him face to face And held him in a close embrace. Then Lakshman and the Maithil dame He greeted as he spoke his name(1026) He greeted next, supreme in place, The sovereign of the Vanar race, And Jambavan and Bali's son, And lords and chiefs, omitting none.(1027) Sugriva to his heart he pressed And thus with grateful words addressed: "Four brothers, Vanar king, were we, And now we boast a fifth in thee. By kindly acts a friend we know: Offence and wrong proclaim the foe." To King Vibhishan then he spake: "Well hast thou fought for Rama's sake." Nor was the brave Satrughna slow His reverential love to show To both his brothers, as was meet, And venerate the lady's feet. Then Rama to his mother came, Saw her pale cheek and wasted frame, With gentle words her heart consoled, And clasped her feet with loving hold. Then at Sumitra's feet he bent, And fair Kaikeyi's, reverent, Greeted each dame from chief to least, And bowed him to the household priest. Up rose a shout from all the throng: "O welcome, Rama, mourned so long. Welcome, Kausalya's joy and pride," Ten hundred thousand voices cried. Then Bharat placed, in duty taught, On Rama's feet the shoes he brought: "My King," he cried, "receive again The pledge preserved through years of pain, The rule and lordship of the land Entrusted to my weaker hand. No more I sigh o'er sorrows past, My birth and life are blest at last In the glad sight this day has shown, When Rama comes to rule his own."