सर्गः २७
In which left eye, arm, and thigh throbbing and slipping garment cheer Sita till her face shines like the moon from eclipse.
Left eye throbs like lotus struck by fish — Left arm trembles long embraced by beloved — Left thigh throbs foretelling Rama near — Golden garment slips from shoulder — Seed revives as Sita revives — Face shines like moon freed from Rahu