Tara the beautiful queen of Kishkinda wept as she saw the mightiest of the Vanaras lying on the ground. Venting her torment she said, "My lord what do you want to tell me? It does not befit you to lie in this dust! Is this earth dearer to you than I, for you to abandon me and embrace it? You exiled Sugriva disregarding my counsel you stole his wife and rebuked me when I offered you advice! And now you reap the consequences! Tara could not bring herself to go back to the palace. Deciding to immolate herself on the funeral pyre she sat disconsolately by Vali's body.
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Tara the beautiful queen of Kishkinda wept as she saw the mightiest of the Vanaras lying on the ground. Venting her torment she said, "My lord what do you want to tell me? It does not befit you to lie in this dust! Is this earth dearer to you than I, for you to abandon me and embrace it? You exiled Sugriva disregarding my counsel you stole his wife and rebuked me when I offered you advice! And now you reap the consequences! Tara could not bring herself to go back to the palace. Deciding to immolate herself on the funeral pyre she sat disconsolately by Vali's body.