Thy firm resolve is nobly great, And high success on thee shall wait. Yea, thou shalt win a priceless meed— Thy path with him to heaven shall lead.” As thus they spake, they could not hold The tears that down their faces rolled, While still they followed for a space Their darling of Ikshváku’s race.

In plain words: The people tell Lakshmana his firm loyalty will bring him success and lead him to heaven with Rama. Crying, they keep following the chariot of their beloved prince.