The Recognition of Śakuntalā 6.3

6.3

tvam asi mayā cūtāṅkura dattaḥ kāmāya gṛhītadhanuṣe /
pathikajanayuvatilakṣyaḥ pañcābhyadhikaḥ śaro bhava //
(iti cūtāṅkuraṃ kṣipati) (praviśya paṭīkṣepeṇa kupitaḥ) /
kañcukī mā tāvad anātmajñe / devena pratiṣiddhe vasantotsave tvam āṃrakalikābhaṅgaṃ kim ārabhase /
ubhe (bhīte) prasīdatv āryaḥ / agṛhītārthe āvām /

O mango-twig I give to Love
As arrow for his bow,
Most sovereign of his arrows five,
Strike maiden-targets low.

(She throws the twig. Enter the chamberlain.)

Chamberlain (angrily). Stop, silly girl. The king has strictly forbidden the spring festival. Do you dare pluck the mango-blossoms?

The two maids (frightened). Forgive us, sir. We did not know.