Nagananda 5.13

5.13

bhaktyā sudūramavanāmitanamramauleḥ śaśvattava praṇamataścaraṇau madīyau /
cūḍāmaṇirnikaṣaṇaurmasṛṇo 'pyahiṃstraḥ gāḍhaṃ vidārayati me hṛdayaṃ kathaṃ nu? //

King.
Alas! O my child, who knew so well how to perform the duty of honouring thy father's feet, even in another world the practice of good behaviour is not forgotten by thee, since thou hast dropped thy crest-jewel at my feet. (Takes up the crest-jewel.) Alas! my child, is it only in this way that I can now behold thee? (Puts it to his breast.) Alas! Alas! O thou, whose head was continually bowed at my feet in constant devotion, thy crest-jewel, polished by their contact as by a touchstone, was never guilty of injuring any one; why, then, does it now rudely pierce my breast?