Thy kiss shall be divinely sweet. Ah, by the giant's shape appalled, On her dear lord for help she called, Still in mine ears the sad cry rings And tears my heart with poison stings. Through the long daylight and the gloom Of night wild thoughts of her consume My spirit, and my love supplies
This is when Sita was crying out for Rama during her abduction like a damsel in distress calling on her knight in shining armor. It reinforces the idea that a hero becomes a hero when a women calls for rescue, in this case Sita is functionally necessary to generate a purpose for the hero to become heroic. It also supports the traditional idea that a women is passive and in need of a male assertive active hero/savior.