Ramayana 6.475a

He ceased: and Bharat bent his head; Sugriva by the hand he led And passed within the palace where Stood couches which Satrughna's care, With robes and hangings richly dyed, And burning lamps, had seen supplied. Then Bharat spake: "I pray thee, friend, Thy speedy messengers to send, Each sacred requisite to bring That we may consecrate our king." Sugriva raised four urns of gold, The water for the rite to hold, And bade four swiftest Vanars flee And fill them from each distant sea. Then east and west and south and north The Vanar envoys hastened forth. Each in swift flight an ocean sought And back through air his treasure brought, And full five hundred floods beside Pure water for the king supplied. Then girt by many a Brahman sage, Vasishtha, chief for reverend age, High on a throne with jewels graced King Rama and his Sita placed. There by Jabali, far revered, Vijay and Kasyap's son appeared; By Gautam's side Katvayan stood, And Vamadeva wise and good, Whose holy hands in order shed The pure sweet drops on Rama's head. Then priests and maids and warriors, all Approaching at Vasishtha's call, With sacred drops bedewed their king, The centre of a joyous ring, The guardians of the worlds, on high, And all the children of the sky From herbs wherewith their hands were filled Rare juices on his brow distilled. His brows were bound with glistering gold Which Manu's self had worn of old, Bright with the flash of many a gem His sire's ancestral diadem. Satrughna lent his willing aid And o'er him held the regal shade: The monarchs whom his arm had saved The chouries round his forehead waved. A golden chain, that flashed and glowed With gems the God of Wind bestowed: Mahendra gave a glorious string Of fairest pearls to deck the king, The skies with acclamation rang, The gay nymphs danced, the minstrels sang. On that blest day the joyful plain Was clothed anew with golden grain.