Nagananda 5.2

5.2

kṣaume bhaṅgavatīi taraṅgitadaśe phenāmbutulye vahan
jāhnavyeva virājitaḥ savayasā devyā mahāpuṇyayā /
dhatte toyanidherayaṃ susadṛśīṃ jīmūtaketuḥ śriyaṃ
yasyaiṣāntikavarttinī malayavatyābhāti velā yathā //

Doorkeeper.
Through affection, one fears danger to a beloved object, even if he be only gone into the garden of his own house; how much more, when placed in the midst of an awful forest, whose mighty dangers are well known. The mighty king Viśvávasu sits in sorrow, saying to himself, "Jímútaváhana, who is gone to see the ocean's shore, stops a long time;" and he has given me these orders—"Since, O Sunanda! I have heard that my son-in-law, Jímútaváhana, has gone to the district rendered terrible by the proximity of Garuda, I am fearful for him. Go, then, and ascertain quickly whether he has returned to his own house or not." So I am now going thither. (Walking about, and looking before him.) Here is the royal sage, Jímútaketu, Jímútaváhana's father, standing in the compound of his hut, respectfully attended by his wife and the king's daughter. See! Jímútaketu has a splendour like the ocean, wearing as he does two linen garments, with ripples tremulous as waves and white as the ocean's foam, and adorned by his queen, as the ocean is by the Ganges, each alike possessed of great holiness, and abundant in maternal streams; and at their side shines Malayavatí, like the ocean’s shore. I will go up to them.