Nor, stained because of my ire, shall you experience the pleasure that is felt on obtaining a son, O you of wicked understanding, O you that do not wish me a son!
न च पुत्रकृतां प्रीतिं मत्क्रोधकलुषीकृता। प्राप्स्यसि त्वं सुदुर्मेधो मम पुत्रमनिच्छती ॥