Canto 40 Repeats the Dose Spurred as Seetha by pep talk Spoke she then with fortitude. Words thy no less drops of rain Land on that so parched for long. In the despaired heart of mine Seed like words as sowed by thee Seem they turned all sprouts of hope. Ever I cherish the time I spent With my beloved spouse Rama, Keep in mind to remind my Lord The tale of crow that lost its eye. In that night-long lovemaking Smudged as dot my vermillion Remind my Ram that he fashioned Dot on my cheek