The Recognition of Śakuntalā 4.19

4.19

abhijanavato bhartuḥ ślāghye sthitā gṛhiṇīpade
vibhavagurubhiḥ kṛtyais tasya pratikṣaṇam ākulā /
tanayam acirāt prācīvārkaṃ prasūya ca pāvanam
mama virahajāṃ na tvaṃ vatse śucaṃ gaṇayiṣyāmi //
(śakuntalā pitḥ pādayoḥ patati)
kāśyapa yad icchāmi te tad astu /
śaku (sakhyāv upetya) halā dve api māṃ samam eva pariṣvajethām /

A noble husband's honourable wife,
You are to spend a busy, useful life
In the world's eye; and soon, as eastern skies
Bring forth the sun, from you there shall arise
A child, a blessing and a comfort strong--
You will not miss me, dearest daughter, long.

Shakuntala (falling at his feet). Farewell, Father.

Kanva. My daughter, may all that come to you which I desire for you.

Shakuntala (going to her two friends). Come, girls! Embrace me, both of you together.