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41. &quot;The autumn, which has left all the cardinal
points clear, which well excites (warriors) for the warlike
preparation fixed at the proper season by the appearance
of newly-blown lotus-buds that have attained a friendship
with your pair of eyes, and which now shows the road
fit for (the march of) an army, (such an autumn) indeed,
hurries me, O Sita, with a wish to lead (me) to your
proximity.&quot;</p>
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"The autumn, which has left all the cardinal
points clear, which well excites (warriors) for the warlike
preparation fixed at the proper season by the appearance
of newly-blown lotus-buds that have attained a friendship
with your pair of eyes, and which now shows the road
fit for (the march of) an army, (such an autumn) indeed,
hurries me, O Sita, with a wish to lead (me) to your
proximity.
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>42. &quot;O thou virtuous one! having removed to a
great distance you, who are fit to be reclining between
my arms (on my chest), (having removed) ever her who
leaving the capital, followed me to the forest all alone,
(me) who had at once renounced my coronation as a
ruler, on behalf of Bharata, in obedience to the order of
(my) father, my life grows sorrowful over and over
again.&quot;</p>
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"O thou virtuous one! having removed to a
great distance you, who are fit to be reclining between
my arms (on my chest), (having removed) ever her who
leaving the capital, followed me to the forest all alone,
(me) who had at once renounced my coronation as a
ruler, on behalf of Bharata, in obedience to the order of
(my) father, my life grows sorrowful over and over
again.
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>43. &quot;O thou sweet-faced one! Having built a broad
bridge across the ocean either with mountains or with
arrows, and having converted Lanka (into a plaything)
like a ball of flowers in the hands of the Vanaras at play,
within a very few days, Lakshmana, warring with the
Rakshasas, will create honey (i.e., sweet music) in your
ear (s) by the deep sounds of his bow.&quot;</p>
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"O thou sweetsa" merge-faced one! Having built a broad
bridge across the ocean either with mountains or with
arrows, and having converted Lanka (into a plaything)
like a ball of flowers in the hands of the Vanaras at play,
within a very few days, Lakshmana, warring with the
Rakshasas, will create honey (i.e., sweet music) in your
ear (s) by the deep sounds of his bow.
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true">44. "&quot;When the bond of enmity is loosened by the

severing of the cluster of heads of the Rakshasa, (we)

having gone (back) to (our) land with the help of

Pushpaka, and when the undertaking of both of us is

fulfilled with my coronation, by reverend people,, as
 
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