The Rāmāyaṇa of Vālmīki 2.60.17

2.60.17

bāṣpaparyākulajanā hāhābhūtakulāṅganā
śūnyacatvaraveśmāntā na babhrāja yathāpuram

Oppressed with sorrow, tear-distained,
The royal women thus complained.
Like night when not a star appears,
Like a sad widow drowned in tears,
Ayodhyá's city, dark and dim,
Reft of her lord was sad for him.
When thus for woe the king to heaven had fled,
And still on earth his lovely wives remained.
With dying light the sun to rest had sped,
And night triumphant o'er the landscape reigned.