Markandeyapurana 3.25

3.25

tat kuruṣvāmalamate mattrāṇāyācalāṃ matim /
prayaccha bhakṣyaṃ viprarṣe prāṇayātrākṣamaṃ mama //

“The bird spoke:
“‘O exalted dvija, deign here to save me, who am consumed with hunger. I seek for food, noble Sir! be thou my incomparable refuge. As I was standing on a summit of the Vindhya Mountains, I fell, Sir, at an exceedingly swift blast sent by the wings of a bird. So there I lay on the ground, lost in unconsciousness, without memory, for seven days; with the eighth day I regained consciousness. How fully conscious pressed by hunger, I have come for help to thee; I am seeking for food, deprived of all pleasure, and with a mind in pain. Therefore turn, pure-minded sage, thy steadfast mind to my rescue; give me, O Brahmarshi, food suitable to support my life.’