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## English Translation:
**1**
Then, Sita, virtuous and dwelling in the Ashoka grove, filled with joy at the news of the victory in the battle, was visited by Vibhishana, Sugriva, and Angada. They saw her as was proper, informed her of the victory celebration, and joined her with Rama, like another Lakshmi. Just as skilled artisans adorn a great gem with a garland, or skilled poets embellish words with beautiful meaning, or virtuous men adorn their intellect with Dharma, so they joined Sita with Rama. For through the bond of true friends and servants, desired achievements are attained.
**2**
Sita, bearing the pain of separation from her beloved, was filled with joy at the sight of Rama. Rama, too, was overwhelmed with grief arising from the separation from Sita. Upon seeing each other, they experienced supreme joy. The king, attaining the third nature, found joy in Sita, and Sita, in the king.
**3**
They recounted to each other all that had happened since their separation, for lovers find happiness in sharing their joys and sorrows. Rama, recognizing Sita's innocence, declared that Ravana, the guilty one, had been slain. Thus, the virtuous Rama always acted according to his conscience.
**4**
Then, the brothers left Lanka and arrived at the mountain called "Splendid Peak." There, the kings of the gods and celestial beings, with great joy, performed their ablutions with the waters of all holy places and showered them with a thousand and eight golden pitchers, lifted by their own hands. Lakshmana, lifting the "Kotik" stone, was pleased by its greatness, and Rama, filled with joy, roared like a lion.
**5**
Sunanda, the Yaksha who resided there, worshipped them with great joy and presented Lakshmana with the "Saunandaka" sword, a weapon of great renown.
**6**
Then, the brothers, traveling along the Ganges, reached the vicinity of the "Ganga Gate." They established their camp in the forest, and Lakshmana, mounting his chariot, entered the city through the gate. He bent his bow slightly and released an arrow marked with his name, aiming it at the dwelling of the Magadha king.
**7**
Seeing the arrow, the Magadha king, realizing his own meager merit, praised Lakshmana, the great and virtuous Chakravarti.