As Mátali his charioteer Speaks for the Lord of Gods to hear, Sumantra, palm to palm applied, In reverence trained, to Ráma cried: “O famous Prince, my car ascend,— May blessings on thy course attend,— And swiftly shall my horses flee And place thee where thou biddest me.

In plain words: Sumantra, the royal charioteer, joins his palms in respect and invites Rama to climb into the chariot. He promises to drive him swiftly wherever he wants to go.