महावीरचरितम् (महाकवि भवभूति - वीररस-प्रधान रामकथा नाटक सम्पूर्ण ७ अङ्क सटीक)

iv. 21⁸—] Bhavabhūti — Uttara-Rāma-Charita [68
How strange! Not only in the build of his body, which is dark and
resplendent like a half-opened blue lotus—nor again only in his voice, that
has the prolonged resonance of the sonorous notes of a swan whose throat
is mellowed (kasāa) by feeding on lotus filaments—does he take after our
dear Rāma; even the very touch of his body, smooth like the interior of
a full-grown lotus, has the same quality. Let me look at thy face a while,
my darling! Raises his chin and observes him closely; then with tears
and as-if-trying-to-divine-some-hidden-secret (sākūtam). And don't you
also mark it, Royal sage? Narrowly observed, does he not [also] show
resemblance to the moon-like face of [Sītā] my dear daughter-in-law?
Janaka—I mark it, friend, I mark it.
Kausalyā—Forsooth! My heart, as if in madness, dreams of things
impossible, and wanders far, far astray!
Janaka—In this boy here is plainly visible [the contour] of my daughter
as well as of [Rāma,] that eminent scion of Raghu: it is as if all
perfectly mirrored in him—that very same form, that grandeur,
that voice, that inborn modesty, and even that selfsame divine
lustre. Alas, alas, Fate! Wherefore is it that my mind should
now run waywardly into devious paths? 22
Kausalyā—Darling, Hast thou a mother? Dost thou remember thy
father?
Lava—No.
Kausalyā—Whose [son] art thou then?
Lava—The exalted Vālmīki's.
Kausalyā—Why, my darling! Say that [at least] which may be said.¹
Lava—This is all I know.
[Voice,] behind the curtain—Hey ho, soldiers! This is what Prince
Chandraketu commands: 'Let no one trespass on the ground sacred to
(abhyarṇa) the hermitage!'
Arundhatī and Janaka—Ah! Following—as its guard—the track of the
sacrificial horse, it is dear Chandraketu that we shall see to-day—What
a happy day this!
Kausalyā—'The son of our dear Lakshmaṇa commands'—these words that
I hear are [indeed] sweet like drops of nectar!
Lava—Noble Sir, who is he—this Chandraketu?
Janaka—Knowest thou Rāma and Lakshmaṇa, the sons of Daśaratha?
Lava—The same that are the heroes of the Rāmāyaṇa?
Janaka—The same.
Lava—Why, then of course I know them.
¹ Vālmīki, of course, never married.