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

vii. 3⁷—] Bhavabhūti — Uttara-Rāma-Charita [96
Pṛithivī—This is the Guardian-divinity of your father-in-law's house—
[the river] Bhāgīrathī.
Sītā—My homage unto thee, Exalted one!
Bhāgīrathī—Mayest thou attain all those blessings that thy [noble]
character [richly] merits!
Lakshmaṇa—We are [by this expression of goodwill mightily] favoured.
Bhāgīrathī—This is the Exalted [Goddess], the All-sustaining [Earth]:
thy mother.
Sītā—Alas, mother! That thou shouldst see me—and in such a plight!
Pṛithivī—Come, darling—Come [unto me], my daughter!
Embraces [Sītā] and faints.
Lakshmaṇa, in joy—So [happily] the noble Queen has been by Pṛithivī
and Bhāgīrathī taken under their protection.
Rāma, observing—It is indeed good—but it harrows me so!
Bhāgīrathī—Is even the all-sustaining Goddess [Earth] thus affected?
Then all-triumphant indeed is a mother's affection! Or rather [why do
I say so?]—Nobody that has any feelings at all can escape this [affection,
this] unending thread of the world-and-its-concerns (saṁsāra), this
mysterious knot of infatuation. My child, thou daughter of the King
of the Videhas! And thou Goddess [Earth] that art [thyself] the stay
unto all creatures! Take heart [both of you]; be comforted.
Pṛithivī, recovering—Goddess [Bhāgīrathī]! Being mother to Sītā, how
can I take heart?
First there was her long abode among the Rākshasas [with
Rāvaṇa], and, as a second [calamity], this her abandonment, most
dreadful [even] to hear:
Bhāgīrathī—But what being indeed is there—when Fate is intent
upon evolving its fruit—that can close the gates against it
[Fate]? 4
Pṛithivī—Bhāgīrathī, is this becoming—is this at all like dear Rāma?
No regard whatever has he shown to this [my Sītā's] hand,
clasped in her tender years by him in tender years—nor any
[regard] for me, nor for Janaka, nor for the Fire[-ordeal], nor
for [Sītā's] companionship [in the Daṇḍakā-forest], nor [finally]
for the continuance of [his own race]! 5
Sītā—Alas, my noble Lord! Of thee I am put in mind—
Pṛithivī—Forsooth! who now is thy noble Lord?
Sītā, abashed, with tears—So [be it then] as my mother says.
Rāma—Mother Pṛithivī, here am I, such [I confess, as thou sayest].