Thus the king, who looked like one after the inauspicious ( funeral ) bath, surrounded by streams of people entered the most beautiful city ( Ayodhya ) which portended misfortune. [2-42-22]
There the mansions and squares on the highways were all deserted. The temples and marketplaces were closed. The people were weak, fatigued and tormented with grief. The highways were not much crowded. [2-42-23]
Having seen such a sight of the city on all sides, lamenting and brooding over Rama, Dasaratha entered his palace like the Sun plunging into a cloud. [2-42-24]