मेरो सब पुरुषारथ थाको। बिपति बँटावन बंधु-बाहु बिनु करौं भरोसो काको॥ १ ॥ सुनु, सुग्रीव! साँचेहू मोपर फेरयो बदन बिधाता। ऐसे समय समर-संकट हौं तज्यो लषन-सो भ्राता॥ २ ॥ गिरि, कानन जैहें साखा-मृग, हौं पुनि अनुज-सँघाती। ह्वैहै कहा बिभीषनकी गति रही सोच भरि छाती॥ ३ ॥ तुलसी सुनि प्रभु-बचन भालु-कपि सकल बिकल हिय हारे। जामवंत हनुमंत बोलि तब, औसर जानि प्रचारे॥ ४ ॥
“All my strength and purpose have failed. Without the brother who was the arm sharing my adversity, in whom can I place trust? (1) Listen, Sugrīva: fate has truly turned its face from me. At this very hour of crisis in battle, a brother like Lakṣmaṇa has abandoned me. (2) The monkeys will return to mountain and forest, and I shall follow my younger brother; but anxiety fills my breast over what will become of Vibhīṣaṇa.” (3) Tulsī says that hearing the Lord’s words, every bear and monkey grew distraught and lost heart. Then Jāmbavān, recognizing the moment, called Hanumān and urged him on. (4)