The Recognition of Śakuntalā 5.21a3

5.21a3

śaku tatkṣaṇe sa me putrakṛtako dīrghāpāṅgo nāma mṛgapotaka upasthitaḥ /

Shakuntala. At that moment the fawn came up, my adopted son. Then you took pity on him and coaxed him. "Let him drink first," you said. But he did not know you, and he would not come to drink water from your hand. But he liked it afterwards, when I held the very same water. Then you smiled and said: "It is true. Every one trusts his own sort. You both belong to the forest."