Kashyapa. My daughter, you know the truth. Do not now give way to anger against your rightful husband. Remember:
The curse it was that brought defeat and pain;
The darkness flies; you are his queen again.
Reflections are not seen in dusty glass,
Which, cleaned, will mirror all the things that pass.
King. It is most true, holy one.
Kashyapa. My son, I hope you have greeted as he deserves the son whom Shakuntala has borne you, for whom I myself have performed the birth-rite and the other ceremonies.
King. Holy one, the hope of my race centres in him.
Kashyapa. Know then that his courage will make him emperor.
Journeying over every sea,
His car will travel easily;
The seven islands of the earth
Will bow before his matchless worth;
Because wild beasts to him were tame,
All-tamer was his common name;
As Bharata he shall be known,
For he will bear the world alone.
King. I anticipate everything from him, since you have performed the rites for him.
Aditi. Kanva also should be informed that his daughter's wishes are fulfilled. But Menaka is waiting upon me here and cannot be spared.
Shakuntala (to herself). The holy one has expressed my own desire.