And, Ráma, as I ween that thou Wilt scarce endure to linger now, So surely it were wise and good This hour to journey to the wood. And if, with shame cast down and weak, No word to thee the king can speak, Forgive, and from thy mind dismiss A trifle in an hour like this.

In plain words: Kaikeyi pushes Rama to leave for the forest right now. She says that if the ashamed king cannot speak to him, Rama should forgive it and not worry about such a small thing.