The Recognition of Śakuntalā 4.3

4.3

antarhite śaśini saiva kumudvatī me
vṛṣṭiṃ na nandayati saṃsmaraṇīyaśobhā /
iṣṭapravāsajanitāny abalājanasya
duḥkhāni nūnam atimātrasuduḥsahāni //
(praviśyāpaṭīkṣepeṇa)
ana yady api nāma viṣayaparāṅmukhasya janasyaitan na viditaṃ tathāpi tena rājñā śakuntalāyām anāryam ācaritam /
śiṣya yāvad upasthitā homavelāṃ gurave nivedayāmi /
(iti niṣkrāntaḥ)

Night-blooming lilies, when the moon is hidden,
Have naught but memories of beauty left.
Hard, hard to bear! Her lot whom heaven has bidden
To live alone, of love and lover reft.

Anusuya (entering hurriedly. To herself). That is just what happens to the innocent. Shakuntala has been treated shamefully by the king.

Pupil. I will tell Father Kanva that the hour of morning sacrifice is come. (Exit.)