Therein Sugríva’s consorts, graced With gems, and Ráma’s queen were placed, All fain Ayodhyá to behold: And swift away the chariot rolled. Like Indra Lord of Thousand Eyes, Drawn by fleet lions through the skies.

In plain words: Sita and the wives of Sugriva, the monkey king, climb into the chariot, eager to see the city of Ayodhya. The chariot speeds off, as grand as the god Indra riding through the sky.