59Canto LIX. Dasaratha's Lament.As thus Sumantra, best of peers, Told his sad tale with many tears, The monarch cried, “I pray thee, tell At length again what there befell.” Sumantra, at the king's behest, Striving with sobs he scarce repressed, His trembling voice at last controlled, And thus his further tidings told: “Their locks in votive coils they wound, Their coats of bark upon them bound, To Gangá's farther shore they went, Thence to Prayág their steps were bent. I saw that Lakshmaṇ walked ahead To guard the path the two should tread. So far I saw, no more could learn,