Valmiki Ramayana 2.14.25

2.14.25

eṣa śriyaṃ gacchati rāghavo 'dya rājaprasādād vipulāṃ gamiṣyan
ete vayaṃ sarvasamṛddhakāmā yeṣām ayaṃ no bhavitā praśāstā
lābho janasyāsya yad eṣa sarvaṃ prapatsyate rāṣṭram idaṃ cirāya

On passed the tamer of his foes,
While well clad dames, in crowded rows,
Each chamber lattice thronged to view,
And chaplets on the hero threw.
Then all, of peerless face and limb,
Sang Ráma's praise for love of him,
And blent their voices, soft and sweet.
From palace high and crowded street:
'Now, sure, Kaus'alyá's heart must swell
To see the son she loves so well,
Thee Ráma, thee, her joy and pride,
Triumphant o'er the realm preside.'
Then--for they knew his bride most fair
Of all who part the soft dark hair,
His love, his life, possessed the whole
Of her young hero's heart and soul:--
'Be sure the lady's fate repays
Some mighty vow of ancient days,
For blest with Ráma's love is she
As, with the Moon's, sweet Rohiní.'