Now to the exile’s lot resigned He left the rule of earth behind: As though all worldly cares he spurned No trouble was in him discerned. The chouries that for kings are used, And white umbrella, he refused, Dismissed his chariot and his men, And every friend and citizen.

In plain words: Accepting exile, Rama gives up his claim to rule and shows no sign of worry. He refuses the royal fans and white umbrella used for kings, and sends away his chariot, servants, friends and townspeople.