The Recognition of Śakuntalā 6.20

6.20

akliṣṭabālatarupallavalobhanīyam
pītaṃ mayā sadayam eva ratotsaveṣu /
bimbādharaṃ spṛśasi ced bhramara priyāyās
tvāṃ kārayāmi kamalodarabandhanastham //
vidūṣaka evaṃ tīkṣṇadaṇḍasya kiṃ na bheṣyati / (prahasya / ātmagatam)
eṣa tāvad unmattaḥ / aham apy etasya saṅgenedṛśavarṇa iva saṃvṛttaḥ / (prakāśam)

An thou but touch the lips of my beloved,
Sweet as the opening blossom, whence I quaffed
In happier days love's nectar, I will place thee
Within the hollow of yon lotus cup,
And there imprison thee for thy presumption.

He must be bold indeed not to show any fear when you threaten him with such an awful punishment. [Smiling, aside.] He is stark mad, that's clear; and I believe, by keeping him company, I am beginning to talk almost as wildly. [Aloud.] Look, it is only a painted bee.