The Recognition of Śakuntalā 5.23

5.23

mayy eva vismaraṇadāruṇacittavṛttau
vṛttaṃ rahaḥ praṇayam apratipadyamāne /
bhedād bhruvoḥ kuṭilayor atilohitākṣyā
bhagnaṃ śarāsanam ivātiruṣā smarasya //
(prakāśam) bhadre prathitaṃ duṣyantasya caritam / tathāpīdaṃ na dṛśyate /
śaku suṣṭhu tāvad atra svacchandacāriṇī kṛtāsmi yāham asya puruvaṃśapratyayena mukhamadhor hṛdayaviṣasya hastābhyāsam upagatā /

When I refused but now
Hard-heartedly, to know
Of love or secret vow,
Her eyes grew red; and so,
Bending her arching brow,
She fiercely snapped Love's bow.

[paragraph continues] (Aloud.) My good girl, Dushyanta's conduct is known to the whole kingdom, but not this action.

Shakuntala. Well, well. I had my way. I trusted a king, and put myself in his hands. He had a honey face and a heart of stone. (She covers her face with her dress and weeps.)