All God’s creation, lord, was in your power and the frightened regents of the quarters ever bowed their heads before you. Now jackals feast on your heads and arms, a fate in no way undeserved by an enemy of Rama.

Deathdoomed, my husband, you heeded no advice and deemed the Lord of all creation, animate and inanimate, to be an ordinary mortal.

You deemed to be but mortal man Hari Himself, a veritable fire to burn the forest of devildom, and you worshipped not the All-merciful, to whom, my beloved spouse, Shiva and Brahma and all the gods do homage. From its very birth this body of yours had taken delight in injuring others and has been a mass of multitudinous sins; yet Rama has granted you a place in his own highest realm; I bow to him, the blameless, all-inclusive Absolute!

Ah, my lord, there is none else so gracious as Raghunatha, the Blessed Lord, who has bestowed on you a state which is difficult even for the company of contemplatives to attain.’

Gods, sages and adepts were all enraptured to hear Mandodari’s lament. Brahma, Mahesha, Narada, Sanaka and his three brothers (Sanandana, Sanatana and Sanatkumara) and all the great seers who taught the highest truth.

feasted their eyes on Raghunatha and were immersed and inflamed in love and felt supremely gratified. Seeing all the women making lamentation, Vibhishana went to them, his heart heavy with grief.

He was sorely pained to see his brother’s condition. The Lord thereupon gave an order to his younger brother, Lakshmana, who did all he could to console him with kindly words. Then Vibhishana returned to the Lord.