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The distressed Raghava, bound by the rules of the seven hundred and one chapters, spoke with difficulty. "You are blessed, having abandoned wealth like me, and are now inclined towards the virtuous path." (3) "If you do not attain Nirvana in this life, and are a god, then I, in distress, am worthy of being enlightened by you." (14) "If you consider even a single favor done by me, then do not forget it, make this vow, O noble one." (15) Saying, "As you command, so shall it be," and bowing as per the rules, the commander-in-chief, filled with intense detachment, approached the Kevala, the Lord of all ornaments. (16) Bowing down, he renounced all external and internal attachments, his face was serene, he was valiant, he had left behind worldly entanglements, and his actions were graceful. (16-17) Thus, many great kings, attaining supreme detachment, filled with great fervor, embraced the vow of non-attachment, having received initiation. (18) Some became Shravakas, and some attained right faith. Thus, the assembly, adorned with the three jewels, was filled with joy. (19) When the Lord of all ornaments departed from that mountain, the gods and demons, bowing with devotion, went their respective ways. (20) With eyes like lotus petals, Rama, bowing to the Kevala, the Lord of all ornaments, and to the saints who were devoted to attaining liberation, in due order, approached Sita, who was radiant with pure brilliance, and who was resplendent like a flame born from the ghee offering. (21-22) She stood peacefully amidst the group of Aryikas, her own rays of light were shining, she had beautiful, calm eyebrows, and she seemed like another pole star surrounded by a group of stars. (23) She was firm in her adherence to right conduct, she had renounced garlands, perfumes, and ornaments, yet she was adorned with a family of fortitude, fame, love, fortune, and modesty. She was wearing soft, white, smooth, and long garments, and she seemed like a holy river whose foam was being stirred by a gentle breeze, or like the clear autumn season with its abundance of blooming reeds. (24-26)