सुनि सीतापति-सील-सुभाउ। मोद न मन, तन पुलक, नयन जल, सो नर खेहर खाउ॥ १॥ सिसुपनतें पितु, मातु, बंधु, गुरु, सेवक, सचिव, सखाउ। कहत राम-बिधु-बदन रिसोहैं सपनेहुँ लख्यो न काउ॥ २॥ खेलत संग अनुज बालक नित, जोगवत अनट अपाउ। जीति हारि चुचुकारि दुलारत, देत दिवावत दाउ॥ ३॥ सिला साप-संताप-बिगत भइ परसत पावन पाउ। दई सुगति सो न हेरि हरष हिय, चरन छुएकौ पछिताउ॥ ४॥ भव-धनु भंजि निदरि भूपति भृगुनाथ खाइ गये ताउ। छमि अपराध, छमाइ पाँय परि, इतौ न अनत समाउ॥ ५॥ कह्यो राज, बन दियो नारिबस, गरि गलानि गयो राउ। ता कुमातुको मन जोगवत ज्यों निज तन मरम कुघाउ॥ ६॥ कपि-सेवा-बस भये कनौड़े, कह्यौ पवनसुत आउ। देबेको न कछू रिनियाँ हौं धनिक तूँ पत्र लिखाउ॥ ७॥ अपनाये सुग्रीव बिभीषन, तिन न तज्यो छल-छाउ। भरत सभा सनमानि, सराहत, होत न हृदय अघाउ॥ ८॥ निज करुना करतूति भगतपर चपत चलत चरचाउ। सकृत प्रनाम प्रनत जस बरनत, सुनत कहत फिरि गाउ॥ ९॥ समुझि समुझि गुनग्राम रामके, उर अनुराग बढ़ाउ। तुलसिदास अनयास रामपद पाइहै प्रेम-पसाउ॥ १०॥
Hear the gracious character and nature of Sita’s Lord. If a man’s mind does not rejoice, his body thrill, and his eyes fill with tears, may a lion devour him. (1) From childhood, father, mother, brothers, teachers, servants, ministers, and friends—when Rama’s moonlike face was said to be angry, no one had seen it even in a dream. (2) Daily he played with his younger brothers and other children, guarding them from mishap. Whether he won or lost, he coaxed and cherished them, giving and letting them take their turns. (3) The stone was freed of the curse’s torment when his purifying foot touched it. He granted her a good end but took no pride in his heart; rather, he regretted that his foot had touched her. (4) Having broken Bhava’s bow and humbled the kings, he received Bhrigunatha’s fury. He forgave the offense and, falling at his feet, sought pardon; nowhere is there another such as he. (5) His father promised him the kingdom, but, ruled by a woman, gave him the forest and died consumed by shame. Rama tended that bad mother’s heart as one tends a deep wound in one’s own body. (6) Made beholden by the monkey’s service, he said, ‘Son of the Wind, ask. I have nothing with which to repay you: I am the debtor, you the creditor—have the bond drawn up.’ (7) He made Sugriva and Vibhishana his own and did not abandon even the shadow of guile in them. Honoring and praising them in Bharata’s assembly, his heart could not be satisfied. (8) His acts of compassion toward his devotees spread swiftly and are discussed everywhere. He describes the glory of one who bows but once; hear it, tell it, and sing it again. (9) Reflect again and again on the hosts of Rama’s virtues and increase love within your heart. Tulsidas says: by the gift of love, you will effortlessly attain Rama’s feet. (10)