The Recognition of Śakuntalā 1.16

1.16

yāvad imāṃ chāyām āśritya pratipālayāmi (iti vilokayan sthitaḥ)
śakuntalā ita itaḥ sakhyau /
anasūyā halā śakuntale tvatto 'pi tātakāśyapasyāśramavṛkṣakāḥ priyatareti tarkayāmi / yena navamālikākusumapelavā api tvam eteṣām ālavālapūraṇe niyuktā /
śakuntalā na kevalaṃ tātaniyoga eva / asti me sodarasneho 'py eteṣu / (iti vṛkṣasecanaṃ rūpayati)

[paragraph continues] I will draw back into the shade and wait for them. (He stands, gazing toward them. Enter SHAKUNTALA, as described, and her two friends.)

First friend. It seems to me, dear, that Father Kanva cares more for the hermitage trees than he does for you. You are delicate as a jasmine blossom, yet he tells you to fill the trenches about the trees.

Shakuntala. Oh, it isn't Father's bidding so much. I feel like a real sister to them. (She waters the trees.)