When shall I again hear the words of the royal and high-souled Nala, sweet and sonorous and resembling the rumbling of clouds and delicious like nectar and calling me the “princess of the Vidharbhas" with distinct and holy accents and spoken according to the precepts of the Vedas and eloquent and soothing all my grief. O king! O righteous one, it behoove you to comfort me, who am greatly terror-stricken."
यद्यस्यस्मिन् वने राजन् दर्शयात्मानमात्मना। कदा सुस्निग्धगम्भीरां जीमूतस्वनसंनिभाम्॥ श्रोष्यामि नैषधस्याहं वाचं ताममृतोपमाम्। वैदर्भीत्येव विस्पष्टां शुभां राज्ञो महात्मनः॥ आम्नायसारिणीमृद्धां मम शोकविनाशिनीम्। भीतामाश्वासयत मां नृपतेधर्मवत्सल॥