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In plain words
His words, his play and his songs were all gentle and sweet. Bearing himself with great humility, in a way the people admired, he went up to the box and lifted the bow of Śiva with his left hand. Everyone had thought that impossible. But what is there that Rāma cannot do! By his mere resolve he can achieve anything. He bent that bow with the left hand alone. At once it broke with a great noise. Everyone clapped their hands. Then Viśvāmitra went up to Rāma, “Rāma! Today you have shown a power worthy of your divinity. This is the power of God, not the power of man,” he praised him. Everyone came, extolled Rāma highly and began to put garlands of flowers on him. Then Janaka brought Sītā. But Rāma did not so much as look her way. For he held that he should not look at her without his parents' command.
The wedding of Sītā and Rāma
King Janaka sent these happy tidings to Ayodhyā. He fixed the auspicious hour for the wedding and asked them all to come. “Your son has won the contest I set. So all of you must make ready and come to the great wedding festival of Sītā and Rāma,” he asked. For the wedding of Sītā and Rāma all the women set out joyfully, singing songs.
Come, let us go and see Rāma's wedding! Come, let us go and see it, all you fair women together! Wondrous mansions, festoons of pearls, windows at the corners, doors of diamonds, sapphires set in, sapphires in their thousands, bazaars in their hundreds! (Come…)
While the women streamed in like this on one side, on the other side the men came singing.