Abhijnanasakuntalam 3.12

3.12

ayaṃ sa te tiṣṭhati saṃgamotsuko
viśaṅkase bhīru yato 'vadhīraṇām /
labheta vā prārthayitā na vā śriyam
śriyā durāpaḥ katham īpsito bhavet //
sakhyau ayi ātmaguṇāvamānini ka idānīṃ śarīranirvāpayitrī śāradīṃ jyotsnāṃ paṭāntena vārayati /
śaku (sasmitam) niyojitedānīm asmi / (ity upaviṣṭāṃ cintayati)

Too timid maid, here stands the man from whom
Thou fearest a repulse; supremely blessed
To call thee all his own. Well might he doubt
His title to thy love; but how could'st thou
Believe thy beauty powerless to subdue him?

PRIYAMVADÁ AND ANASÚYÁ.

You undervalue your own merits, dear [S']akoontalá. What man in his senses would intercept with the skirt of his robe the bright rays of the autumnal moon, which alone can allay the fever of his body?

[S']AKOONTALÁ. [Smiling.

Then it seems I must do as I am bid.

[Sits down and appears to be thinking.