Forsaking your blazing prosperity, you look about like a dog for his food. Your mother has to-day been made sonless by you, and your wife, the princess of Koshala, a widow.
श्रियं हित्वा प्रदीप्तां त्वं श्ववत् सम्प्रति वीक्ष्यसे। अपुत्रा जननी तेऽद्य कौसल्या चापतिस्त्वया॥