Sanskrit Text
प्रहृष्टा विस्मिता दीना भर्तृपुत्रार्तिपीडिता ।
वीक्षती सा तदापतन्मूर्च्छया धरणीतले ॥ ३७ ॥
प्राप्य चेतश्च शनकैः सा गद्गदमभाषत ।
धिक्त्वां दैव ह्यकरुण निर्मर्याद जुगुप्सित ॥ ३८ ॥
येनायममरप्रख्यो नीतो राजा श्वपाकताम् ।
राज्यनाशं सुहृत्त्यागं भार्यातनयविक्रयम् ॥ ३९ ॥
English Translation
His teeth are like those of the famous Hariścandra just like to Mukul and his nose is elevated and soft like the Tila flower. But if he be Hariścandra, how is it that he has come to this burning ground!” Thus thinking, while she looked at the King, leaving for the moment the sorrow for his son, joy, pain and surprise attacked her heart simultaneously; and she, in that state, fell down unconscious on the ground. Then gradually regaining consciousness, she spoke in a pitiful voice :-- “O Fortune! You have caused to the King who was once like an Immortal, the loss of his kingdom, friends, and even the sale of his wife and son. And now you have transformed him into a Cāṇḍāla! You are merciless, religionless, void of any justice as to what is just and what is unjust. You are shameless.