O you of beautiful eyebrows, I shall again shoot them with my bow! The lady proceeded on her errand but was compelled to sit under the shade of a tree, on account of her head and feet being scorched by the heat of the Sun. The black eyed and graceful Renuka, having rested for only a moment, feared the curse of her husband and, therefore began to collect and bring back the arrows. Taking them with her, the celebrated lady of beautiful features came back, distressed in mind and her feet smarting with pain. Trembling with fear, she approached her husband.
यावदेतान् पुनः सुभ्र क्षिपामीति जनाधिए। सा गच्छन्त्यन्तरा छायां वृक्षमाश्रित्य भामिनी॥ तस्थौ तस्या हि सन्तप्तं शिरः पादौ तथैव च। स्थिता सा तु मुहूर्तं वै भर्तुः शापभयाच्छुभा॥ ययावानयितुं भूयः सायकानसितेक्षणा। प्रत्याजगाम च शरांस्तानादाय यशस्विनी॥ सा वै खिन्ना सुचार्वङ्गी पद्भ्यां दुःखं नियच्छती। उपाजगाम भर्तारं भयाद् भर्तुः प्रवेपती॥