Markandeyapurana 8.28

8.28

ityuktvā sa naraśreṣṭho dhigdhigityasakṛd bruvan /
nipapāta mahīpṛṣṭhe mūrcchayābhipariplutaḥ //

The birds spoke:
Hearing this proposal, the king lost his senses; and on regaining consciousness lamented, sorely grieved:—“Dire is this grief, O lady, that thou thus mentionest to me: is thy joyous intercourse with me, wretch that I am, forgotten? Ah! alas! how eouldest thou suggest this. O sweet-smiler. Repugnant is this plan: how can I execute it?” Thus having spoken, the king, repeating the word “Shame! shame!” fell to the ground overwhelmed by faintness. Seeing the king Hariścandra prostrate on the earth. the queen full of sorrow, uttered these piteous words:—