In plain words
Lakṣmaṇa had never once raised his eyes and looked towards Sītā, the good soul! Meanwhile Rāma: ‘Lakṣmaṇa! See whether any of your brother's wife's jewels are in this,’ He said. He looked. Of those jewels he spoke thus about the one single ornament he could recognise:
I do not know the armlets, I do not know the earrings; the anklets I know, from bowing at her feet every day.
‘Brother! I have never seen these bracelets. I have never seen these earrings. These I do not know, but these anklets alone are Sītā's,’ he said. ‘Every day, when I bowed at her feet, I saw only those anklets. These are Sītā's,’ he said. You see! The young must recognise this Satya with care! Though he was in the forest together with Sītā and Rāma for fourteen years, Lakṣmaṇa never once saw that mother's face. Such was the noble character Lakṣmaṇa had! Once: ‘I may be the elder in age. There is nothing in the world above good character! Nowhere in this world can I find anyone as virtuous as you,’ Rāma praised Lakṣmaṇa. That is, God praises good character alone; He did not look at all at His own age, or at strength and ability. Unlike this, what the young of today look at first is the face of women. See for yourselves what a bad quality this is! A man of good character should look at the feet, not at the face. Today your words, your songs, your games, all of them are mixed with a kind of filth! All of them are polluted! The air is mixed with impurity! Words are mixed with impurity! Looks are mixed with impurity! Hearing is mixed with impurity! And then, to how many sins these hands fall prey! Why should there be youth like this, without character? The young must become ideals. Only then shall we be those who proclaimed well, practised and passed on the supremely noble story of Rāma in the culture of Bhārata.