Canto 28 On the Verge Stunned as guards all kept silent Had then Seetha yet second thought. Recalled as she Ravan’s threat Thought she fit to end her life. Wonder didn’t I drop dead now Ravan though scared me to death! If it were not made of stone Why wouldn’t sorrow break my heart? Better on my own end my life Fiends all here sure skin me live. Fails to turn up if my Lord Bound to cruel Ravan then Like a surgeon at his work Turn his scalpel on my frame. Since the outer limit