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Part 10 · VIDEHA MITHILA MAITHILI DISCUSSION CRITICISM SERIES PART 10
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  1. 0:02–0:04The Little Clay Cart
  2. 0:04–0:12English stage script, prepared from the supplied मइटिली, rendering by Gajendra Thakur of Shudrakas.
  3. 0:12–0:14Mr. Chakarikam
  4. 0:14–0:16Dramatis personai
  5. 0:16–0:22C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A, a Brahmin merchant
  6. 0:22–0:26R-O-H-A-S-E-N-A, his son
  7. 0:26–0:29May Traya, his friend
  8. 0:29–0:35Var dham anaka, a servant in his house.
  9. 0:35–0:42Sansth anaka, brother-in-law of king Pala ka.
  10. 0:42–0:47Sth avaaka, his servant.
  11. 0:47–0:52Another servant of sansth anaka.
  12. 0:52–0:54Acortia.
  13. 0:54–0:59A-R-Y-A-K-A, a herdsman who becomes king.
  14. 0:59–1:07S-H-A-R-V-I-L-A-K-A, a Brahmin, in love with M-A-D-A-N-I-K-A,
  15. 1:07–1:11a shampooer, who becomes a Buddhist monk.
  16. 1:11–1:14Mathura, a gambling master.
  17. 1:14–1:19D-A-R-D-U-R-A-K-A, a gambler.
  18. 1:19–1:21Another gambler.
  19. 1:21–1:29Karnapuraka, kumbilakaservants of Vaisantasena.
  20. 1:29–1:34Viraka, Shandanaka policeman.
  21. 1:34–1:39Goha, A-H-I-N-T-A headsman.
  22. 1:39–1:43Bastard pages in Vasantasena's house.
  23. 1:43–1:48A judge, a guildwarden, a clerk, and a beadle.
  24. 1:48–1:53Vaisantasena, a courtesan.
  25. 1:53–1:55Her mother,
  26. 1:55–2:01M-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, made to Vaisantasena.
  27. 2:01–2:06Another made to Vaisantasena.
  28. 2:06–2:10The wife of C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A.
  29. 2:10–2:16R-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, a maid in Charu Datta's house.
  30. 2:16–2:19S-E-T-T-I-N-G
  31. 2:19–2:25U-J-J-A-Y-I-N-I, called also a Vanti, and its environs.
  32. 2:25–2:29P-R-O-L-O-G-U-E
  33. 2:29–2:32Benediction upon the audience
  34. 2:32–2:35His bended knees, the knotted girdle holds
  35. 2:35–2:38Fashioned by doubling of a serpent's folds
  36. 2:38–2:40His sensitive organs
  37. 2:40–2:42So he checks his breath
  38. 2:42–2:44Annumbed
  39. 2:44–2:53Till consciousness seems sunk in death within himself. With eye of truth, he sees the All-Soul
  40. 2:53–3:01free from all activities. May his, May Shiva's meditation be your strong defense. On the Great
  41. 3:01–3:10Self thinks he, knowing full well the world's vacuity. And again, May Shiva's neck shield
  42. 3:10–3:17you from every harm. That seems a threatening thunder cloud. Where on? Bright as the lightning
  43. 3:17–3:21flash. Lies Gowri's arm."
  44. 3:21–3:27Enough of this tedious work. Which fritters away the interest of the audience? Let me
  45. 3:27–3:33then most reverently salute the honorable gentleman and announce our intention to produce a drama
  46. 3:33–3:41called the Little Clay Cart. Its author was a man who vied with elephants in lordly grace,
  47. 3:41–3:49whose eyes were those of the Chakora bird that feeds on moonbeams. Glorious his face as the
  48. 3:49–3:57full moon, his person, all have heard, was altogether lovely. First in worth among the
  49. 3:57–4:00The twice-born was this poet.
  50. 4:00–4:08Known as Shudraka far over all the earth, his virtues depth unfathomed and alone.
  51. 4:08–4:09And again?
  52. 4:09–4:10The Samaveda.
  53. 4:10–4:12The Rigveda II.
  54. 4:12–4:14The science mathematical.
  55. 4:14–4:15He knew.
  56. 4:15–4:19The arts were in fair courtesans excel.
  57. 4:19–4:22And all the law of elephants as well.
  58. 4:22–4:24Through Shiva's grace.
  59. 4:24–4:26His eye was never dim.
  60. 4:26–4:29He saw his son a king in place of him.
  61. 4:29–4:38The difficult horse sacrifice he tried successfully entered the fiery tide, 100 years and 10 days
  62. 4:38–4:43old and died and yet again eager for battle.
  63. 4:43–4:50Sloth's determined foe of scholars chief, who to the Vader-Kling, rich in the riches
  64. 4:50–4:52that aesthetics know.
  65. 4:52–4:59against the foeman's elephant to show. His valour. Such was Shudraka. The king
  66. 5:00–5:30विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक ना
  67. 5:30–5:38of love's pure festival in these two hearts, of prudent acts, a lawsuit's wrong and hate,
  68. 5:38–5:43a rascal's nature, and the course of fate.
  69. 5:43–5:50He walks about and looks around him. Why? This music room of ours is empty.
  70. 5:50–5:57I wonder where the actors have gone. Reflecting. Ah, I understand.
  71. 5:57–6:05Empty his house. To whom no child was born. Thrice empty his. Who lacks true friends and
  72. 6:05–6:14sure. Two fools. The world is empty and forlorn. But all that is. Is empty to the poor.
  73. 6:14–6:19I have finished the concert. And I've been practicing so long that the pupils of my
  74. 6:19–6:25eyes are dancing. And I'm so hungry that my eyes are crackling like a lotus seed.
  75. 6:25–6:29dried up by the fiercest rays of the summer sun.
  76. 6:29–6:34I'll just call my wife and ask whether there is anything for breakfast or not.
  77. 6:34–6:35Hello?
  78. 6:35–6:37Here I am, but no.
  79. 6:37–6:43Both the particular occasion and the general custom demand that I speak prakrit.
  80. 6:43–6:44Speaking in prakrit.
  81. 6:44–6:46Confound it.
  82. 6:46–6:51I've been practicing so long and I'm so hungry that my limbs are as weak as dried
  83. 6:51–6:53up lotus stalks.
  84. 6:53–6:58Suppose I go home and see whether my good wife has got anything ready or not.
  85. 6:58–7:01He walks about and looks around him.
  86. 7:01–7:03Here I am at home.
  87. 7:03–7:07I'll just go in. He enters and looks about.
  88. 7:07–7:13Merciful heavens. Why in the world is everything in our house turned upside down?
  89. 7:13–7:18A long stream of rice water is flowing down the street. The ground
  90. 7:18–7:22spotted black where the iron kettle has been rubbed clean
  91. 7:22–7:27is as lovely as a girl with the beauty marks of black cosmetic on her face.
  92. 7:27–7:32It smells so good that my hunger seems to blaze up and hurts me more than ever.
  93. 7:32–7:35Has some hidden treasure come to light?
  94. 7:35–7:39Or am I hungry enough to think the whole world is made of rice?
  95. 7:39–7:42There surely isn't any breakfast in our house.
  96. 7:42–7:44And I'm starved to death.
  97. 7:44–7:47But everything seems top-sighted of me here.
  98. 7:47–7:50One girl is preparing cosmetics.
  99. 7:50–8:07Another is weaving garlands of flowers. Reflecting, what does it all mean? Well, I'll call my good wife and learn the truth. He looks toward the dressing room. Mistress, will you come here a moment?
  100. 8:07–8:10Enter an actress.
  101. 8:10–8:12Here I am, sir.
  102. 8:12–8:15You are very welcome, Mistress.
  103. 8:15–8:19Command me, sir. What am I to do?
  104. 8:19–8:28Mistress, I've been practicing so long and I'm so hungry that my limbs are as weak as dried up lotus stalks.
  105. 8:28–8:31Is there anything to eat in the house or not?
  106. 8:31–8:34There's everything, sir.
  107. 8:34–8:36Well, what?
  108. 8:36–8:46For instance, there's rice with sugar, melted butter, curdled milk, rice, and, all together.
  109. 8:46–8:51It makes you a dish fit for heaven. May the gods always be thus gracious to you.
  110. 8:52–8:55All that in our house? Or are you joking?
  111. 8:56–9:03Aside. Yes, I will have my joke. Allowed. It's in the marketplace, sir.
  112. 9:04–9:11Angrily. You wretched woman. Thus shall your own hope be cut off. And death shall find you out.
  113. 9:11–9:20For my expectations, like a scaffolding, have been raised so high, only to fall again.
  114. 9:20–9:25Forgive me, sir, forgive me. It was only a joke.
  115. 9:25–9:29But what do these unusual preparations mean?
  116. 9:29–9:35One girl is preparing cosmetics, another is weaving garlands,
  117. 9:35–9:40and the very ground is adorned with sacrificial flowers of five different colors.
  118. 9:40–9:44This is a fast day, sir.
  119. 9:44–9:46What fast?
  120. 9:46–9:49The fast for a handsome husband.
  121. 9:49–9:53In this world, mistress, or the next?
  122. 9:53–9:56In the next world, sir.
  123. 9:56–10:00Rathfully, gentlemen, look at this.
  124. 10:00–10:05शिया शाक्रफाशिग मैझिए तो गेट विशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  125. 10:05–10:13Don't be angry, sir. I am fasting in the hope that you may be my husband in my next birth, too.
  126. 10:13–10:16But who suggested this fast to you?
  127. 10:16–10:19Your own dear friend, Jernavrida.
  128. 10:19–10:31Angrily. Ah, Jernavrida. Son of a slave wench. When? Oh, when shall I see King Palakka angry with you?
  129. 10:31–10:37Then you will be parted, as surely as the scented hair of some young bride.
  130. 10:37–10:44Don't be angry. Sir, it is only that I may have you in the next world that I celebrate
  131. 10:44–10:48this fast. She falls at his feet.
  132. 10:48–10:54Stand up, mistress, and tell me who is to officiate at this fast.
  133. 10:54–10:58Some brahmin of our own sort whom we must invite.
  134. 10:58–11:00You may go then.
  135. 11:00–11:04And I will invite some Brahmin of our own sort.
  136. 11:04–11:06Very well, sir.
  137. 11:06–11:08Exit.
  138. 11:08–11:09Walking about.
  139. 11:09–11:10Good heavens.
  140. 11:10–11:16In this rich city of Ujjaini, how am I to find a Brahmin of our own sort?
  141. 11:16–11:18He looks about him.
  142. 11:18–11:19Ah.
  143. 11:19–11:22Here comes Charu Datta's friend, Maitreya.
  144. 11:22–11:23Good.
  145. 11:23–11:24I'll ask him.
  146. 11:24–11:26Maitreya.
  147. 11:26–11:30You must be the first to break bread in our house today.
  148. 11:30–11:32You must invite some other Brahmin.
  149. 11:32–11:34I am busy.
  150. 11:34–11:39But, man, the feast is set and you have it all to yourself.
  151. 11:39–11:42Besides, you shall have a present.
  152. 11:42–11:44I said no once.
  153. 11:44–11:47Why should you keep on urging me?
  154. 11:47–11:49He says no.
  155. 11:49–11:53Well, I must invite some other Brahmin.
  156. 11:53–11:55Exit
  157. 11:55–12:05End of the prologue. Enter, with a cloak in his hand, May Treya.
  158. 12:05–12:10You must invite some other Brahmin. I am busy, and yet I really ought to be seeking invitations
  159. 12:10–12:17from a stranger. Oh, what a wretched state of affairs! When good charada was still wealthy,
  160. 12:17–12:23I used to eat my fill of the most deliciously fragrant sweetmeats. Prepared day and night
  161. 12:23–12:27with the greatest of care, I would sit at the door of the courtyard, where I was
  162. 12:27–12:33surrounded by hundreds of dishes. And there, like a painter with his paint boxes, I would
  163. 12:33–12:39simply touch them with my fingers and thrust them aside. I would stand chewing my cud like
  164. 12:39–12:45a bull in the city market. And now he is so poor that I have to run here. There, and
  165. 12:45–12:51everywhere, and come home, like the pigeons, only to roost now here is this jasmine scented
  166. 12:51–12:57cloak. Which Charodata's good friend Jernavrita has sent him. He bade me give it to Charodata.
  167. 12:57–13:03As soon as he had finished his devotions, so now I will look for Charadatta.
  168. 13:03–13:06He walks about and looks around him.
  169. 13:06–13:08Charadatta has finished his devotions.
  170. 13:08–13:14And here he comes with an offering for the divinities of the house.
  171. 13:14–13:19Enter Charadatta as described, and Radhanika.
  172. 13:19–13:21Looking up and sighing virally.
  173. 13:21–13:27Upon my threshold, where the offering was straightway seized by swans and flocking
  174. 13:27–13:28cranes.
  175. 13:28–13:33The grass grows now, and these poor seeds I fling.
  176. 13:33–13:38Fall where the mouth of worms their sweetness steams.
  177. 13:38–13:42He walks about very slowly and seats himself.
  178. 13:42–13:44Maitreya.
  179. 13:44–13:46Sharudatta is here.
  180. 13:46–13:48I must go and speak to him.
  181. 13:48–13:50Approaching.
  182. 13:50–13:52My greetings to you.
  183. 13:52–13:54May happiness be yours.
  184. 13:54–13:58Ah, it is my constant friend Maitreya.
  185. 13:58–14:00You are very welcome, my friend.
  186. 14:00–14:02Pray be seated.
  187. 14:02–14:03Thank you.
  188. 14:03–14:04He seats himself.
  189. 14:04–14:10Well, comrade, here is a jasmine-scented cloak which your good friend Jirnavrita has
  190. 14:10–14:11sent.
  191. 14:11–14:15He bade me give it you as soon as you had finished your devotions.
  192. 14:15–14:17He presents the cloak.
  193. 14:17–14:20Charada takes it and remains sunk in thought.
  194. 14:20–14:23Well, what are you thinking about?
  195. 14:23–14:24My good friend.
  196. 14:24–14:27A candle shining through the deepest dark
  197. 14:27–14:30Is happiness that follows sorrow's strife
  198. 14:30–14:34But after bliss when man bears sorrow's mark
  199. 14:34–14:37His body lives a very death in life
  200. 14:37–14:41Well, which would you rather be dead or be poor?
  201. 14:41–14:47Ah, my friend, far better death than sorrow's show in slow
  202. 14:47–14:51Some passing suffering from death may flow
  203. 14:51–14:54But poverty brings never-ending woe
  204. 14:54–14:59My dear friend, be not thus cast down. Your wealth has been conveyed to the mu-
  205. 15:00–15:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  206. 15:02–15:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  207. 15:04–15:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  208. 15:06–15:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  209. 15:08–15:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  210. 15:10–15:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  211. 15:12–15:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  212. 15:14–15:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  213. 15:16–15:24would greet as guests. Now pass me by. This is a poor man's house, they cry. As flitting bees,
  214. 15:24–15:32the season oar, desert the elephant, whose store, of itch o'er spent, attracts no more.
  215. 15:33–15:39Oh, confound the money, it is a trifle not worth thinking about. It is like a cattle boy in
  216. 15:39–15:44the woods afraid of wasps. It doesn't stay anywhere where it is used for food.
  217. 15:44–15:52Believe me, friend, my sorrow does not spring from simple loss of gold. For fortune is a
  218. 15:52–15:59fickle. Changing thing, whose favours do not hold, but he whose sometime wealth has taken
  219. 15:59–16:08wing. Finds bosom friends grow cold. Then too, a poor man is a man ashamed. From shame,
  220. 16:08–16:11Demons want of dignity and worthy fame.
  221. 16:11–16:15Such want gives rise to insults hard to bear.
  222. 16:15–16:17Thence comes despondency.
  223. 16:17–16:20And thence, despair.
  224. 16:20–16:21Despair breeds folly.
  225. 16:21–16:24Death is folly's fruit.
  226. 16:24–16:27The lack of money is all evil's root.
  227. 16:27–16:33But just remember what a trifle money is, after all, and be more cheerful.
  228. 16:33–16:38My friend, the poverty of a man is to him a home of cares.
  229. 16:38–16:41A shame that haunts the mind.
  230. 16:41–16:44Another form of warfare with mankind.
  231. 16:44–16:46The abhorrence of his friends.
  232. 16:46–16:52A source of hate, from strangers, and from each one's loving mate.
  233. 16:52–16:57But if his wife despise him, then, Tiva meet.
  234. 16:57–17:00In some lone wood to seek a safe retreat.
  235. 17:00–17:08The flame of sorrow, torturing his soul, burns fiercely, yet contrives to leave him whole.
  236. 17:08–17:13Comrade, I have made my offering to the divinities of the house.
  237. 17:13–17:20Do you two go and offer sacrifice to the Divine Mothers at a place where four roads meet?
  238. 17:20–17:21No.
  239. 17:21–17:24Why not?
  240. 17:24–17:28Because the gods are not gracious to you even when thus honored.
  241. 17:28–17:31So what is the use of worshipping?
  242. 17:31–17:34Not so, my friend, not so.
  243. 17:34–17:37This is the constant duty of a householder.
  244. 17:37–17:40The gods feel ever glad content.
  245. 17:40–17:48In the gifts, and the self-chastisement, the meditations, and the prayers, of those who
  246. 17:48–17:50banish worldly cares.
  247. 17:50–17:52Why then do you hesitate?
  248. 17:52–17:56Go and offer sacrifice to the mothers.
  249. 17:56–18:00No, I'm not going, you must send somebody else.
  250. 18:00–18:03Anyway, everything seems to go wrong with me.
  251. 18:03–18:05Poor Brahmin that I am.
  252. 18:05–18:07It's like a reflection in a mirror.
  253. 18:07–18:10The right side becomes the left.
  254. 18:10–18:11And the left becomes the right.
  255. 18:11–18:18Besides, at this hour of the evening, people are abroad upon the king's highway, courtesans,
  256. 18:18–18:22courtiers, servants, and royal favorites.
  257. 18:22–18:24They will take me now for fair pray.
  258. 18:24–18:29as the black snake out frog hunting snaps up the mouse in his path. But what will you do
  259. 18:29–18:31sitting here?
  260. 18:31–18:37Good then, remain, and I will finish my devotions.
  261. 18:37–18:41Stop, Vasanticina, stop!
  262. 18:41–18:49Enter Vasanticina, pursued by the courtier, by Sansternaca, and the servant.
  263. 18:49–19:00Vasantocina. Stop. Stop. Ah. Why should fear transform your tenderness? Why should the dainty feet feel such distress?
  264. 19:00–19:12That twinkle in the dance so prettily. Why should your eyes thus startled into fear? Dart-side long looks. Why? Like the timid deer.
  265. 19:12–19:16Before pursuing hunters, should you flee?
  266. 19:16–19:20Stop. Vesantasina. SH-top.
  267. 19:20–19:25Wifely. And run. And SH-tumble in your turning?
  268. 19:25–19:30Be kind. You shall not die. Oh, SH-top your feet.
  269. 19:30–19:35With love. Sweet girl, my tortured heart is burning.
  270. 19:35–19:39As on a heap of coals a piece of meat.
  271. 19:39–19:46Stop, Cortizen, stop, in fear you flee, away from me, as a summer peahen should.
  272. 19:46–19:52But my lord and master struts fast and faster, like a woodcock in the wood.
  273. 19:53–20:00Vasantacena, stop, stop, why should you tremble? Should you flee?
  274. 20:00–20:08अग्विवर like the plantain tree, your garments border, red and fair, is all a shiver in the air.
  275. 20:08–20:17Now and again, a lotus bud falls to the ground. As red as blood, a red real garvein you seem.
  276. 20:17–20:23Wents. Smitten. Drops of crimson stream.
  277. 20:23–20:31Stop. Vasantasina. SH Top. You wake my passion, my desire, my love. You drive away my
  278. 20:31–20:39sleep in bed at night. Both fear and tearishing your heart to move. You trip an SH tumble in
  279. 20:39–20:45your headlong flight. But Ravana forced Conti to his will. Just show shall I enjoy you
  280. 20:45–20:47to the fill.
  281. 20:47–20:48Ah!
  282. 20:48–20:50Vasantacena!
  283. 20:50–20:55Why should your fleet of flight outstrip my flying feet?
  284. 20:55–20:56Why?
  285. 20:56–21:02Like a snake in fright, before the bird-kings might thus seek to flee.
  286. 21:02–21:03My sweet!
  287. 21:03–21:07Could I not catch the storm wind in his flight?
  288. 21:07–21:09Yet would not seize upon you.
  289. 21:09–21:10Though I might.
  290. 21:10–21:11Sansternaca!
  291. 21:11–21:13Listend to me!
  292. 21:13–21:14Sure!
  293. 21:14–21:38Fish whip of robber love. Fish dancing girl. Eater of fish. Destroyer of her kin. Fish schnoob nose. Stubborn. Love box. Cortison. Fish clothesline. Wanton creature. Made of sin I gave her ten sweet names. And still, she will not bend her to my will.
  294. 21:38–21:54Courtier. As courtiers' fingers strike, the loots tense string. The dancing earring smites your wounded cheek. Why should you flee? With dreadful tear a week. As flees the crane when heaven's thunders ring.
  295. 21:54–21:58Sants, your jingling gems.
  296. 21:58–22:01Girl, clink like anything.
  297. 22:01–22:03Like Draupadi you flee.
  298. 22:03–22:09When Rama kishtha, I'll sheeze you quick, as once the monkey king.
  299. 22:09–22:11Shiesh tsabhadra.
  300. 22:11–22:14Vishvavassu's sweet shishtha.
  301. 22:14–22:17Servant, he's the royal protege.
  302. 22:17–22:22Do whatever he may say, and you shall have good fish and flesh to eat.
  303. 22:22–22:28for when dogs have all the fish and the flesh that they can wish.
  304. 22:28–22:31Even Karrion seems to them no longer sweet.
  305. 22:31–22:33Courtier.
  306. 22:33–22:35Mistress Vasanticina.
  307. 22:35–22:38The girdle drooping low upon your hips.
  308. 22:38–22:41Flashes as brilliant as the shining stars.
  309. 22:41–22:44The wondrous terror of your fleeing Mars.
  310. 22:44–22:46Your charms.
  311. 22:46–22:47For Red Realgar.
  312. 22:47–22:49Lucent.
  313. 22:49–22:50Slips.
  314. 22:50–22:52As on an imaged god.
  315. 22:52–22:58From cheek and lips, sansth, we're chasing you with all our mane and mite.
  316. 22:58–23:02As dogs are jackal when they hunt and find it.
  317. 23:02–23:05But you are quick and nimble in your flight.
  318. 23:05–23:09And sh teal my heart with all the roots that bind it.
  319. 23:09–23:16Palavaka, Paravratika, Meshda, Amen, Amen.
  320. 23:16–23:18Don't be a coward.
  321. 23:18–23:22Madhavika, Madhavika.
  322. 23:22–23:26Fool. She is calling her servants.
  323. 23:26–23:29Masha, is she calling a woman?
  324. 23:29–23:32Why? Of course.
  325. 23:32–23:37Women. I kill hundreds of them. I'm a brave man.
  326. 23:37–23:45Seeing that no one answers. Alas. How comes it that my very servants have fallen away from me?
  327. 23:45–23:49I shall have to defend myself by mother with.
  328. 23:49–23:51Don't stop the search.
  329. 23:51–23:52Shgral.
  330. 23:52–23:53Vasantasena.
  331. 23:53–23:57Shgral for your cuckoo parabritica.
  332. 23:57–23:59Or for your Blossom palavaca.
  333. 23:59–24:02Or for all the month of May.
  334. 24:02–24:05Who's going to save you when I'm chasing you?
  335. 24:05–24:07YSHP, of Bimassena.
  336. 24:07–24:08Or the shon.
  337. 24:08–24:10Of Jamadini.
  338. 24:10–24:12That thrice mighty one?
  339. 24:12–24:14The ten-necked ogre?
  340. 24:14–24:16Shon of Qunti fair?
  341. 24:16–24:17Just look at me.
  342. 24:17–24:21My fingers in your hair Just like Deuce Hassana
  343. 24:21–24:26I'll tear and tear Look, look, my shwerd is sharp
  344. 24:26–24:30Goodbye, poor head Let's chop it off
  345. 24:30–24:34Or kill you dead Then do not try my wrath to shun
  346. 24:34–24:37When you must die Your life is done
  347. 24:37–24:42Sir, I am a weak woman
  348. 24:42–24:46That is why you are still alive That is why you're not murdered
  349. 24:46–24:51Aside, oh, his very courtesy frightens me.
  350. 24:51–24:55Thumb, I will try this, aloud.
  351. 24:55–24:59Sir, what do you expect from this pursuit?
  352. 24:59–25:00My jewels?
  353. 25:00–25:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  354. 25:02–25:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  355. 25:04–25:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  356. 25:06–25:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  357. 25:08–25:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  358. 25:10–25:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  359. 25:12–25:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  360. 25:14–25:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  361. 25:16–25:19Vasudeva. You must love me."
  362. 25:19–25:27Indignantly, heavens, you weary me. Come, leave me. Your words are an insult.
  363. 25:27–25:36Laughing and clapping his hands. Look, Masha, look. The courtesan's daughter is mighty affectionate with me.
  364. 25:36–25:40Isn't she? Here she says, Come on.
  365. 25:40–25:43Heavens! You're weary. You're tired.
  366. 25:43–25:48No. I haven't been walking to another village or another city.
  367. 25:48–25:50No. Little mistresses.
  368. 25:50–25:53I sh wear by the gentleman's head.
  369. 25:53–25:56I sh wear by my own feet.
  370. 25:56–26:02It's only by chasing about at your heels that I've grown tired and weary.
  371. 26:02–26:04Aside. What?
  372. 26:04–26:08Is it possible that the idiot does not understand when she says,
  373. 26:08–26:10You wary me?
  374. 26:10–26:12Allowed.
  375. 26:12–26:13Vasantasina.
  376. 26:13–26:17Your words have no place in the dwelling of a courtesan.
  377. 26:17–26:19Which, as you know,
  378. 26:19–26:21is friend to every youth.
  379. 26:21–26:22Remember,
  380. 26:22–26:24you are common as the flower
  381. 26:24–26:27that grows beside the road.
  382. 26:27–26:28In bitter truth,
  383. 26:28–26:30your body has its price.
  384. 26:30–26:32Your beauty's dower
  385. 26:32–26:34is his.
  386. 26:34–26:38who pays the market's current rate, then serve the man you love
  387. 26:38–26:44and him you hate. And again, the wisest Brahmin and the meanest fool,
  388. 26:45–26:51bathed in the self-same pool. Beneath the peacock, flowering plants bend low,
  389. 26:51–27:01no less beneath the crow, the Brahmin, warrior, merchant. Sail along, with all the vulgar throng,
  390. 27:01–27:07You are the pool, the flowering plant, the boat, and on your beauty every man may do't.
  391. 27:08–27:12Yet true love would be won by virtue, not violence.
  392. 27:13–27:19But, Masha, ever since the slave wench went into the park where Kama's temple stands,
  393. 27:20–27:26she has been in love with a poor man, with Charudatta, and she doesn't love me any more.
  394. 27:26–27:32His house is to the left. Look out and don't let her slip out of our hands."
  395. 27:32–27:38Aside. Poor fool. He has said the very thing he should have concealed.
  396. 27:38–27:46So Vasantasina is in love with Charudatta. The proverb is right. Pearl suits with Pearl.
  397. 27:46–27:54Well, I have had enough of this fool. Allowed. Did you say the good merchant's house was to the left?
  398. 27:54–27:58You jackass! Yes, his house is to the left.
  399. 27:59–28:05Aside! Oh, wonderful! If his house is really at my left hand,
  400. 28:05–28:09then this countrel has helped me in the very act of hurting me.
  401. 28:09–28:12For he has guided me to my law.
  402. 28:13–28:19But Mashahtar, it's pitch dark and it's like hunting for a grain of soot in a pile of spotted beans.
  403. 28:19–28:23Now you sheave a Santa-sina and now you don't.
  404. 28:23–28:48Pitch dark it is indeed. The sudden darkness seems to steal. The keenness of my sight, my open eyes, as with a seal, are closed by blackest night. And again, darkness anoints my body. And the sky, drop-sointment of thick darkness, till my nigh, is all unprofitable grown to me.
  405. 28:48–28:52like service done to them who cheat and lie.
  406. 28:52–28:56Meshda, I'm looking for Vasantasina.
  407. 28:56–29:00Is there anything you can trace her by, Jackass?
  408. 29:00–29:03Like what? For instance.
  409. 29:03–29:10Like the tinkling of her jewels, for instance, or the fragrance of her garlands.
  410. 29:10–29:20I hear the smell of her garlands, but my nose is stuffed so full of darkness that I don't see the sound of her jewels very clearly."
  411. 29:20–29:40To Vasantasina. Aside. Vasantasina. T is true. The night is dark. Oh, timid maid. And like the lightning hidden in the cloud, you are not seen. Yet you will be betrayed by fragrant garlands and by anklets loud.
  412. 29:40–29:43Have you heard me? Vasantesina.
  413. 29:43–29:53To herself. Heard and understood. She removes the ankle rings, lays aside the garlands, and takes a few steps.
  414. 29:53–30:00Feeling her way, I can feel the wall of the house. And here is the side entrance. But alas!
  415. 30:00–30:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  416. 30:02–30:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  417. 30:04–30:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  418. 30:06–30:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  419. 30:08–30:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  420. 30:10–30:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  421. 30:12–30:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  422. 30:14–30:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  423. 30:16–30:20The poor man's kinsmen do not heed his will.
  424. 30:20–30:24The friends who loved him once, now stand afar,
  425. 30:24–30:29His sorrows multiply, his strength is kneel, behold,
  426. 30:29–30:34His character's bright shining star, Fades like the waning moon,
  427. 30:34–30:39And deeds of ill, that others do, are counted to him still.
  428. 30:39–30:43And again, no man holds converse with him.
  429. 30:43–30:48One will greet, with due respect the poor man when they meet.
  430. 30:48–30:50Where rich men hold a feast.
  431. 30:50–30:55If he draw near, he meets with scornful looks for looks of cheer.
  432. 30:55–30:58Where vulgar throngs are gathered.
  433. 30:58–31:03Tea is the same, his scanty raiment wakes his heart felt shame.
  434. 31:03–31:06Five are the deadly sins we knew before.
  435. 31:06–31:10Alas, I find the sixth is, to be poor.
  436. 31:10–31:20And yet again, ah, poverty, I pity thee, that so, to me thou clingest, as thy dearest friend,
  437. 31:20–31:23when my poor life has met its woeful end.
  438. 31:23–31:27I sadly wonder, wither thou wilt go.
  439. 31:27–31:34Betraying his embarrassment, well, comrade, if I must go, at least let Radhanika go with
  440. 31:34–31:36me, to keep me company.
  441. 31:36–31:40Radhanika, you are to accompany Maitreya.
  442. 31:40–31:50Yes, sir. Maitreya, mistress Radhanika. Do you take the offering and the candle while I open the side door?
  443. 31:50–31:52He does so.
  444. 31:52–32:01It seems as if the door took pity on me and opened of itself. I will lose no time. But enter. She looks in.
  445. 32:01–32:08What? A candle? Oh dear, oh dear! She puts it out with her skirt and enters.
  446. 32:09–32:11What was that, Maitreya?
  447. 32:12–32:16I opened the side door and the wind came through all in a lump and blew out the candle.
  448. 32:17–32:19Suppose you go out by the side door.
  449. 32:20–32:25Radha Nika, and I will follow as soon as I have gone into the courtyard and lighted the candle again.
  450. 32:26–32:27Exit.
  451. 32:27–32:32Meshda, Meshda, I'm looking for Vicenticina.
  452. 32:32–32:35Keep on looking, keep on looking.
  453. 32:35–32:41There's so, Meshda, Meshda, I've caught her, I've caught her.
  454. 32:41–32:44Idiot, you've caught me.
  455. 32:44–32:50You stand right here, Meshda, and shtay where you're put.
  456. 32:50–32:53He renews the search and seizes the servant.
  457. 32:53–32:58Meshda, Meshda, I've caught her. I've caught her.
  458. 32:58–33:02Master, you've caught me, you're servant.
  459. 33:02–33:13Meshda here, Shervant here, Meshda, Shervant, Shervant, Meshda, now, SHTAY where you're put. Both of you.
  460. 33:13–33:17He renews the search and sees as Red Annika by the hair.
  461. 33:17–33:35Meshda! Meshda! Fish time, I've caught her! I've caught Vicenticina! Through the black night she fled! Fled she! Her garlands schmil betrayed her! Like Chanakya caught Draupadi! I caught her here and stayed her!
  462. 33:35–33:42Ah! Proud to be so young, so fair! Too high thy love must not aspire,
  463. 33:42–33:48for now thy blossom fragrant hair, that merits richest gems and rare,
  464. 33:48–33:54serves but to drag thee through the mire. I've got your head, girl,
  465. 33:54–33:59got it tight, by the hair, the locks, and the curls.
  466. 33:59–34:112. Now, SH cream. Squeak. Shgurl with all your might. Shiva. Ishvara. Shankara. Shamhu. Quote.
  467. 34:11–34:16In Terra, oh, sirs, what does this mean?
  468. 34:16–34:29You jackass! It's another voice! Mashahter! The wench has changed her voice. The way a cat changes her voice. When she wants this home cream of curdled milk.
  469. 34:29–34:45Changed her voice. Strange. Yet why so strange? She trod the stage. She learned the arts. She studied to deceive our hearts. And now she practices her parts.
  470. 34:45–34:47Enter Matreya.
  471. 34:47–34:56Look! In the gentle evening breeze, the flame of the candle is fluttering like the heart of a goat that goes to the altar.
  472. 34:56–35:00He approaches and discovers Radanaka.
  473. 35:00–35:02विस्टरस रदनेका
  474. 35:02–35:06मश्टर, मश्टर, अमन, अमन
  475. 35:06–35:15This is right. This is perfectly right. That strangers should force their way into the house. Just because Charodotta is poor.
  476. 35:15–35:19Oh, my Traya. See how they insult me.
  477. 35:20–35:24What? Insult you? No, they are insulting us.
  478. 35:24–35:28Very well. They are insulting you, then.
  479. 35:29–35:31But they aren't using violence?
  480. 35:31–35:33Yes. Yes.
  481. 35:34–35:35Really?
  482. 35:35–35:36Really.
  483. 35:36–35:45Raising his staff angrily. No, sir, man, a dog will show his teeth in his own kennel, and I am a Brahmin.
  484. 35:45–35:52My staff is crooked as my fortunes, but it can still split a dry bamboo or a rascal's paint.
  485. 35:52–35:57Have mercy, oh great Brahmin, have mercy!
  486. 35:57–36:00discovers the courtier. He is not the sinner.
  487. 36:00–36:05discovers sans Thanaka. Ah, here is the sinner.
  488. 36:05–36:09Well, you brother-in-law to the king. Sans Thanaka.
  489. 36:09–36:13You scoundrel, you coward. This is perfectly proper.
  490. 36:13–36:17Isn't it? Charada the good is a poor man now, true.
  491. 36:17–36:20But are not his virtues an ornament to Ujaini?
  492. 36:20–36:24And so men break into his house and insult his servants.
  493. 36:24–36:30Insult not him, laid low by poverty, for none are counted poor by mighty fate.
  494. 36:30–36:36Yet he who falls from virtue's high estate, though he be rich, no man as poor as he.
  495. 36:37–36:43Betraying his embarrassment. Have mercy. Oh great Brahmin, have mercy.
  496. 36:43–36:49We intended no insolence. We merely mistook this lady for another.
  497. 36:49–36:52For we sought an amorous maiden.
  498. 36:52–36:54What, this one?
  499. 36:54–36:56Heaven forbid.
  500. 36:56–37:00One whose youth is in the guidance of her own sweet will.
  501. 37:00–37:02She disappeared,
  502. 37:02–37:04unconscious of the truth.
  503. 37:04–37:07We did what seems a purpose deed of ill.
  504. 37:07–37:09I pray you,
  505. 37:09–37:12accept this all in all of humblest supplication.
  506. 37:12–37:14He drops his sword,
  507. 37:14–37:16folds his hands,
  508. 37:16–37:19and falls at Maitreya's feet.
  509. 37:19–37:21Good man, rise, rise.
  510. 37:21–37:26When I reviled you, I did not know you. Now I know you and I ask your pardon.
  511. 37:27–37:32It is I who should ask pardon. I will rise on one condition.
  512. 37:33–37:34And that is...
  513. 37:35–37:38That you will not tell Sharodatta what has happened here.
  514. 37:39–37:40I will be silent.
  515. 37:41–37:49Brahmin! This gracious act of thine! I bow my neck to bear. For never could this sort of mine
  516. 37:49–37:56with virtue steal compare indignantly but master what makes you fold your hands
  517. 37:56–38:04show helplessly and fall at the feet of fish mannequin I was afraid what were
  518. 38:04–38:12you afraid of of Charodata's virtues virtues he you can go into his house
  519. 38:12–38:15and not find a thing to eat.
  520. 38:15–38:20No. No. His loving kindness unto such as we
  521. 38:20–38:22has brought him low at last.
  522. 38:22–38:26From him could no man learn what insults be
  523. 38:26–38:29or ear his wealth was passed.
  524. 38:29–38:31This well-filled pool
  525. 38:31–38:33that in its summer day
  526. 38:33–38:34gave others drink.
  527. 38:34–38:37It self is dried away.
  528. 38:37–38:38Impatiently,
  529. 38:38–38:41who is the shon of a slave wench anyway?
  530. 38:41–39:03Brave Shvatarketu is he, Pandu's child, or Radha's shon, the ten-necked loge wild, or Indradatta, or again, is he, shon of brave Rama and of fair Kunti, or dhammabut, Ashvathaman bold, perhaps jattayu's shelf, that vulture old,
  531. 39:03–39:29Fool! I will tell you who Charu Datter is. A tree of life to them whose sorrows grow. Beneath its fruit of virtue bending low. Father to good men. Virtues touchstone he. The mirror of the learned. And the sea. Where all the tides of character unite. A righteous man. Whom pride could never blight. A treasure house.
  532. 39:29–39:34With human virtues stored, courtesy's essence,
  533. 39:34–39:35honors precious hoard,
  534. 39:35–39:39he doth to life its fullest meaning give.
  535. 39:39–39:43So good is he. We others breathe, not live.
  536. 39:43–39:45Let us be gone.
  537. 39:45–39:48Without Vasantasina?
  538. 39:48–39:51Vasantasina has disappeared.
  539. 39:51–39:53How?
  540. 39:53–39:55Like sick men's strength,
  541. 39:55–39:57or like the blind man's sight,
  542. 39:57–39:59Like the fool's judgment.
  543. 40:00–40:18Like the slugards might. Like thoughtless scoundrels store of wisdom's light. Like love. When foam and fan are slumbering wrath. So did she vanish. When you crossed her path. I'm not going without the Santasena.
  544. 40:18–40:29And did you never hear this? To hold a horse. You need a rain. To hold an elephant. A chain. To hold a woman. Use a heart.
  545. 40:29–40:37depart. And if you haven't won? Depart. If you're going, go along. I'm not going.
  546. 40:37–40:41Very well. I will go. Exit.
  547. 40:41–40:48Mashed is gone. Sure enough. To my trayor. Well, you man with the head that looks like
  548. 40:48–40:53a carrot. You mannequin. Take a sheet. Take a sheet.
  549. 40:53–40:57We have already been invited to take a seat.
  550. 40:57–40:58By whom?
  551. 40:58–41:03By destiny Stand up, then, stand up
  552. 41:03–41:06We shall When?
  553. 41:06–41:12When fate is kind again Weep, then, weep
  554. 41:12–41:15We have wept Who made you?
  555. 41:15–41:20Poverty Laugh, then, laugh
  556. 41:20–41:23Laugh we shall When?
  557. 41:23–41:26When charada is happy once more
  558. 41:26–41:32you mannequin! Give poor little Charodata fish mess haig from me!"
  559. 41:32–41:38Fish went with golden ornaments and golden jewels. Fish female SHTH manager looking after
  560. 41:38–41:45the rehearsal of a new play. Fish for Santacena. She has been in love with you ever since
  561. 41:45–41:51she went into the park where karma's temple stands. And when we tried to conciliate
  562. 41:51–41:58her by force. She went into your house. Now if you send her away your shelf and hand her
  563. 41:58–42:05over to me. If you restore her at once. Without any lawsuit in court. Then I'll be friends
  564. 42:05–42:12with you forever. But if you don't restore her. There will be a fight to the death.
  565. 42:12–42:18Remember. Shmira Pumpkin, SH Talk with Kow Dung. Keep your vegetables dried. Cook your
  566. 42:18–42:26rice in winter evenings. And be sure your meat is fried. Then let, em stand. And they will
  567. 42:26–42:33not. Bothers homely schmel and rot. Tell it to him prettily. Tell it to him craftily.
  568. 42:33–42:38Tell it to him show that I can hear it as I rush in the dove coat on the top of my own
  569. 42:38–42:44palace. If you say it different. I'll chew your head like an apple caught in the crack
  570. 42:44–42:46of a door.
  571. 42:46–42:49Very well. I shall tell him.
  572. 42:49–42:54Aside. Tell me. Shervant. Is Masha really gone?
  573. 42:54–42:56Yes, sir.
  574. 42:56–42:59Then we will go as quickly as we can.
  575. 42:59–43:03Then take your sword, master.
  576. 43:03–43:05You can keep it.
  577. 43:05–43:10Here it is. Master. Take your sword, master.
  578. 43:10–43:12Speaking it by the wrong end.
  579. 43:12–43:15My shwerd, red as a radish skin,
  580. 43:15–43:18Nair finds the time to molder.
  581. 43:18–43:21She how it sheleeps its sheath within.
  582. 43:21–43:23I put it on my shoulder.
  583. 43:23–43:25While curses and bitches yellp at me.
  584. 43:25–43:30I roam like a hunted jackal, home.
  585. 43:30–43:34Sansternaka and the Servant walk about.
  586. 43:34–43:36Their necks ant.
  587. 43:36–43:37Mistress Radhanyaka,
  588. 43:37–43:40You must not tell good charodata of this outrage.
  589. 43:40–43:45I am sure you would only add to the poor man's sorrows.
  590. 43:45–43:48Good Maitreya, you know Radhanika.
  591. 43:48–43:50Her lips are sealed.
  592. 43:50–43:52So be it.
  593. 43:52–43:57To Vasanthasena, Radhanika, Rohasena likes the fresh air.
  594. 43:57–44:00But he will be cold in the evening chill.
  595. 44:00–44:03Pray bring him into the house.
  596. 44:03–44:05And cover him with this mantle.
  597. 44:05–44:08He gives her the mantle.
  598. 44:08–44:09To herself.
  599. 44:09–44:10See.
  600. 44:10–44:13He thinks I am his servant.
  601. 44:13–44:16She takes the mantle and perceives its perfume.
  602. 44:16–44:18Addently to herself.
  603. 44:18–44:19Oh.
  604. 44:19–44:20Beautiful.
  605. 44:20–44:23The mantle is fragrant with jasmine.
  606. 44:23–44:28His youthful days are not wholly indifferent to the pleasures of the world.
  607. 44:28–44:30She wraps it about her.
  608. 44:30–44:32Without letting Charu dutta see.
  609. 44:32–44:39Come, Radha Nika, take Roha Sinha and enter the heart of the house.
  610. 44:39–44:45To herself, Ahmi unhappy, that have little part or lot in your heart.
  611. 44:45–44:50Come, Radha Nika, will you not even answer?
  612. 44:50–44:57Alas, when man once sees that miserable day, when fate almighty sweeps his wealth away,
  613. 44:57–44:59and ancient friendships will no longer be
  614. 45:00–45:05गज़ोलड, देन आल विस्वाश्वम फ्रेन्स ग़ोड कोल्ड
  615. 45:05–45:10द्राविण निर तो रादनिका, सर, विर विर विर रादनिका,
  616. 45:10–45:16Here is Radhanika, who then is this, this unknown lady, by my robe.
  617. 45:16–45:19Thus clinging, desecrated.
  618. 45:19–45:23To herself, say, Radha, consecrated.
  619. 45:23–45:31Until she sees the crescent moon, with clouds of autumn mated, 54 but no, I may not gaze
  620. 45:31–45:34upon another's wife.
  621. 45:34–45:39Oh, you need not fear that you are looking at another man's wife.
  622. 45:39–45:43This is Vasantasina, who has been in love with you ever since she saw you in the garden
  623. 45:43–45:46where Kama's temple stands.
  624. 45:46–45:48What?
  625. 45:48–45:55This is Vasantasina, a side, my love for whom, my fortune spent my wretched self in tween
  626. 45:55–45:57has rent.
  627. 45:57–46:01Light cowards' anger inward bent.
  628. 46:01–46:04My friend that brother in law of the king says.
  629. 46:04–46:06Well?
  630. 46:06–46:09This wench with golden ornaments and golden jewels.
  631. 46:09–46:14This female stage manager looking after the rehearsal of a new play.
  632. 46:14–46:18This vasantasina, she has been in love with you ever since she went into the park where
  633. 46:18–46:21Kama's temple stands.
  634. 46:21–46:27And when we tried to conciliate her by force, she went into your house.
  635. 46:27–46:31To herself, tried to conciliate me by force.
  636. 46:31–46:35Truly, I'm honored by these words.
  637. 46:35–46:41Now if you send her away yourself and hand her over to me, if you restore her at once,
  638. 46:41–46:46without any lawsuit in court, then I'll be friends with you forever, otherwise, there
  639. 46:46–46:48will be a fight to the death.
  640. 46:48–46:56Contemptuously, he is a fool, to himself, how is this maiden worthy of the worship that
  641. 46:56–46:58we pay a goddess?
  642. 46:58–47:06For now, although I bury her enter, yet she seeks to spare my poverty, now enters here,
  643. 47:06–47:08though men are known to her.
  644. 47:08–47:14Yet all she speaks, contains no word to wound the modest ear."
  645. 47:14–47:15Allowed.
  646. 47:15–47:17Mistress Vasantasina.
  647. 47:17–47:22I have unwittingly made myself guilty of an offence.
  648. 47:22–47:26For I greeted as a servant one whom I did not recognize.
  649. 47:26–47:30I bend my neck to ask your pardon.
  650. 47:30–47:33It is I who have offended by this unseemly intrusion.
  651. 47:33–47:36I bow my head to seek your forgiveness.
  652. 47:36–47:42Yes, with your pretty bows you too have knocked your heads together, till they look like a
  653. 47:42–47:44couple of rice fields.
  654. 47:44–47:49I also bow my head like a camel colts knee and beseech you both to stand up.
  655. 47:49–47:52He does so, then rises.
  656. 47:52–48:00well, let us no longer trouble ourselves with conventions." To herself, what a delightfully
  657. 48:00–48:06clever hint. But it would hardly be proper to spend the night. Considering how I came
  658. 48:06–48:13hither, well, I will at least say this much. Allowed, if I am to receive thus much of
  659. 48:13–48:19your favour. Sir, I should be glad to leave these jewels in your house. It was for the
  660. 48:19–48:24sake of the jewels that those scoundrels pursued me.
  661. 48:24–48:28This house is not worthy of the trust.
  662. 48:28–48:30You mistake, sir.
  663. 48:30–48:34It is to men that treasures are entrusted, not to houses.
  664. 48:34–48:39Maitreya, will you receive the jewels?
  665. 48:39–48:41I am much indebted to you.
  666. 48:41–48:44She hands him the jewels.
  667. 48:44–48:47Receiving them, heaven bless you, madam.
  668. 48:47–48:48Fool.
  669. 48:48–48:51They are only entrusted to us.
  670. 48:51–48:56Aside, then the thieves may take them for all I care.
  671. 48:56–48:58In a very short time.
  672. 48:58–49:02Which she has entrusted to us belongs to us.
  673. 49:02–49:04I shall restore them.
  674. 49:04–49:11I should be grateful, sir, if this gentle man would accompany me home.
  675. 49:11–49:15My Tria, pray accompany our guest.
  676. 49:15–49:23She walks as gracefully as a female swan, and you are the gay flamingo to accompany her, but I am only a poor Brahmin.
  677. 49:23–49:31And wherever I go, the people will fall upon me just as dogs will snap at a victim dragged to the crossroads.
  678. 49:31–49:40Very well. I will accompany her myself. Let the torches be lighted to ensure our safety on the highway.
  679. 49:40–49:44Vardhamanaka, light the torches.
  680. 49:44–49:48Aside to matria, what, light torches without oil?
  681. 49:49–49:55Aside to charodata, these torches of ours are like courtesans who despise their poor lovers.
  682. 49:55–49:58They won't light up unless you feed them.
  683. 49:58–49:59Enough.
  684. 50:00–50:07By Tria, we need no tortures. See, we have a lamp upon the king's highway. Attended by her
  685. 50:07–50:14starry servant's fall, and pale to sea is a loving maidens' cheeks. Rises before our
  686. 50:14–50:21eyes the moon's bright ball, whose pure beams on the high-piled darkness fall, like streaming
  687. 50:21–50:26milk that dried up marshes seeks.
  688. 50:26–50:28His voice betraying his passion.
  689. 50:28–50:31Mistress Vasantasina.
  690. 50:31–50:33We have reached your home.
  691. 50:33–50:34Pray enter.
  692. 50:34–50:38Vasantasina gazes ardently at him.
  693. 50:38–50:39Then exit.
  694. 50:39–50:40Comrade.
  695. 50:40–50:43Vasantasina is gone.
  696. 50:43–50:44Come.
  697. 50:44–50:46Let us go home.
  698. 50:46–50:50All creatures from the highway take their flight.
  699. 50:50–50:53The watchmen pace their rounds before our sight.
  700. 50:53–50:55To forestall treachery.
  701. 50:55–51:01He's just and right. For many sins find shelter in the night.
  702. 51:01–51:09He walks about, and you shall guard this golden casket by night, and Vardamanaka by day.
  703. 51:09–51:15Very well, Exe and Amba.
  704. 51:15–51:17Enter a maid.
  705. 51:17–51:25I am sent with a message to my mistress by her mother. I must go in and find my mistress.
  706. 51:25–51:27She walks about and looks around her.
  707. 51:27–51:29There is my mistress.
  708. 51:29–51:34She is painting a picture and putting her whole heart into it.
  709. 51:34–51:38I must go and speak to her."
  710. 51:38–51:43Then appear the love-lawn Vasantacina, seated, and Madanaka.
  711. 51:43–51:47Well, go, and then.
  712. 51:47–51:50But mistress, you were not speaking of anything.
  713. 51:50–51:51What do you mean?
  714. 51:51–51:54Why, what did I say?
  715. 51:54–51:59You said, and then, puckering her brows.
  716. 51:59–52:02Oh, yes, so I did.
  717. 52:02–52:08Approaching, mistress, your mother sends word that you should bathe and then offer worship
  718. 52:08–52:11to the gods.
  719. 52:11–52:16You may tell my mother that I shall not take the ceremonial bath today.
  720. 52:16–52:19A Brahmin must offer worship in my place.
  721. 52:19–52:23Yes, mistress, exit.
  722. 52:23–52:30My dear mistress, it is love, not naughtiness, that asks the question, but what does this
  723. 52:30–52:31mean?
  724. 52:31–52:36Tell me, Madhanika, how do I seem to you?
  725. 52:36–52:42My mistress is so absent-minded that I know her heart is filled with longing for somebody.
  726. 52:42–52:48Well guessed, my Madhanika is quick to fathom another's heart.
  727. 52:48–52:50I am very, very glad.
  728. 52:50–52:57Yes, Karma is indeed mighty and his great festival is welcome when one is young.
  729. 52:57–53:03But tell me, mistress, is it a king or a king's favourite whom you worship?
  730. 53:03–53:08Girl, I wish to allow not to worship.
  731. 53:08–53:13Is it a Brahman that excites your passion, some youths distinguished for very particular
  732. 53:13–53:14learning?
  733. 53:14–53:19A Brahman I should have to reverence.
  734. 53:19–53:25Or is it some young merchant, grown enormously wealthy from visiting many cities?
  735. 53:25–53:32A merchant, girl, must go to other countries and leave you behind, no matter how much you
  736. 53:32–53:33love him.
  737. 53:33–53:37And the separation makes you very sad.
  738. 53:37–53:43It isn't a king, nor a favorite, nor a Brahman, nor a merchant, who is it then that
  739. 53:43–53:45the princess loves?
  740. 53:45–53:51Girl, girl, you went with me to the park where Commerce Temple stands?
  741. 53:51–53:54Yes, mistress.
  742. 53:54–53:59And yet you ask, as if you were a perfect stranger.
  743. 53:59–54:05Now I know, is it the man who comforted you when you asked to be protected?
  744. 54:05–54:08Well, what was his name?
  745. 54:08–54:12Why, he lives in the merchant's quarter.
  746. 54:12–54:14But I ask you for his name.
  747. 54:15–54:18His name, Mistress, is a good woman in itself.
  748. 54:19–54:21His name is Charuditta.
  749. 54:22–54:26Joyfully, good, mother-nika, good. You have guessed it.
  750. 54:27–54:32Aside, so much for that, allowed, Mistress, they say he is poor.
  751. 54:33–54:36That is the very reason why I love him.
  752. 54:36–54:42for a cortisan who sets her heart on a poor man is blameless in the eyes of the world.
  753. 54:42–54:49But, Miss Tress, do the butterflies visit the mango tree when its blossoms have fallen?
  754. 54:49–54:54That is just why we call that sort of a girl a butterfly.
  755. 54:54–55:00Well, Miss Tress, if you love him, why don't you go and visit him at once?
  756. 55:01–55:06गर, अछिए विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। अछिए विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  757. 55:06–55:09विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  758. 55:09–55:13विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  759. 55:13–55:16Is that the reason why you left your jewels with him?
  760. 55:17–55:20You have guessed it! A voice behind the scenes!
  761. 55:20–55:25Oh, sir! A shampooer owes me 10 gold pieces!
  762. 55:25–55:27And he got away from us!
  763. 55:27–55:31Hold him! Hold him! To the fleeing shampooer!
  764. 55:31–55:35Stop! Stop! I see you from here!
  765. 55:35–55:38Enter hurriedly a frightened shampooer!
  766. 55:39–55:42Oh! Confound this gambling business!
  767. 55:42–55:46freed from its tether. The ace I might better say.
  768. 55:46–55:51Ask, how it kicks me. And the cast of the dice called the
  769. 55:51–55:56spear. Proves true to its name. For it sticks me.
  770. 55:56–55:58The keeper's whole attention
  771. 55:58–56:02was busy with the score. So it took no great invention
  772. 56:02–56:06to vanish through the door. But I cannot stand forever
  773. 56:06–56:10in the unprotected street. Is there no one to deliver?
  774. 56:10–56:16I would fall before his feet. While the keeper and the gambler are looking somewhere else for me,
  775. 56:16–56:23I'll just walk backwards into this empty temple and turn goddess. He makes all sorts of gestures,
  776. 56:23–56:25takes his place, and waits.
  777. 56:25–56:29Enter Materer and the Gambler.
  778. 56:29–56:39Oh, sir. A shampooer owes me ten gold pieces. And he got away from us. Hold him. Hold him.
  779. 56:39–56:47Stop, stop, I see you from here. You may run to hell, if they'll take you in. With Indra,
  780. 56:47–56:54the God, you may stay, for there's never a God can save your skin. While Matura wants his pay.
  781. 56:54–57:02Oh, wither flee you, nimble rambler, you that cheat an honest gambler? You that shake with fear
  782. 57:02–57:10and shiver. All a tremble, all a quiver, you that cannot trip enough. On the level ground
  783. 57:10–57:17and rough. You that stain your social station. Family, and reputation.
  784. 57:17–57:23Examining the footprints. Here he goes, and here the tracks are lost. Gaze is at the
  785. 57:23–57:30footprints. Reflectively. Look, the feet are turned around. And the temple hasn't
  786. 57:30–57:36any image. After a moment's thought, that rogue of a shampoor has gone into the temple with
  787. 57:36–57:39his feet turned around.
  788. 57:39–57:45Let's follow him. All right, they enter the temple and take a good look, then make signs
  789. 57:45–57:47to each other.
  790. 57:47–57:55What, a wooden image? Of course not, it's stone. He shakes it with all his might. Then makes
  791. 57:55–58:02signs. What do we care? Come, let's have a game. He starts to gamble as hard as he can."
  792. 58:03–58:12Trying with all his might to repress the gambling fever. Aside. Oh. Oh. Oh. The rattle of dice is
  793. 58:12–58:18a charming thing. When you haven't a copper left, it works like a drum on the heart of a king.
  794. 58:18–58:25Of all his realm bereft, for gamblers leap down a mountain steep I know I shall not play.
  795. 58:25–58:31Yet the rattle of dice is as sweet as the peep. Of nightingales in May.
  796. 58:31–58:36My turn, my turn. Not much, it's my turn.
  797. 58:36–58:41Coming up quickly from behind. Isn't it my turn?
  798. 58:41–58:49We've got our man. Seizing him. You jailbird, you're caught. Pay me my ten gold pieces.
  799. 58:49–58:52I'll pay you this very day.
  800. 58:52–58:54Pay me this very minute.
  801. 58:54–58:58I'll pay you. Only have mercy.
  802. 58:58–59:00Come, will you pay me now?
  803. 59:00–59:07My head is getting dizzy. He falls to the ground. The others beat him with all their might.
  804. 59:07–59:14They're drawing the gambler's ring, you're bound by the gambler's ring.
  805. 59:14–59:15Rises.
  806. 59:15–59:16Despairingly.
  807. 59:16–59:17What?
  808. 59:17–59:20Bound by the gambler's ring.
  809. 59:20–59:21Confound it.
  810. 59:21–59:24That is a limit which we gamblers can't pass.
  811. 59:24–59:27Where can I get the money to pay him?
  812. 59:27–59:30Well then, you must give surety.
  813. 59:30–59:32I have an idea.
  814. 59:32–59:34He nudges the gambler.
  815. 59:34–59:38I'll give you half, if you'll forgive me the other half.
  816. 59:38–59:40Alright.
  817. 59:40–59:41To mattera.
  818. 59:41–59:43I'll give you surety for a half.
  819. 59:43–59:46You might forgive me the other half.
  820. 59:46–59:49Alright, where's the harm?
  821. 59:49–59:50Allowed.
  822. 59:50–59:52You forgave me a half, sir?
  823. 59:52–59:54Yes.
  824. 59:54–59:55To the gambler.
  825. 59:55–59:58And you forgave me a half?
  826. 59:58–59:59Yes.
  827. 59:59–1:00:00Then I...
  828. 1:00:00–1:00:02तिंक अल भी गोगिं
  829. 1:00:02–1:00:04पेश्म वी तेंगोल पीसश
  830. 1:00:04–1:00:06वेर यो गोगिं
  831. 1:00:06–1:00:08लुक अछिज़।
  832. 1:00:08–1:00:09जेंटलमन
  833. 1:00:09–1:00:10लुक अछिज़।
  834. 1:00:10–1:00:14फिर आजिज़ गेज़ शुरती तो वन अव दें फोर वाख।
  835. 1:00:14–1:00:16आन दे अद फोर गेज़ वाख।
  836. 1:00:16–1:00:20And even after that he is donening me. Poor helpless me.
  837. 1:00:20–1:00:28Seizing him. My name is Matura, the clever swindler, and you're not going to swindle me this time.
  838. 1:00:28–1:00:34Pay up, jailbird, every bit of my money. And this minute, too.
  839. 1:00:34–1:00:36How can I pay?
  840. 1:00:36–1:00:39Sell your father and pay.
  841. 1:00:39–1:00:41Where can I get a father?
  842. 1:00:41–1:00:44Sell your mother and pay.
  843. 1:00:44–1:00:46Where can I get a mother?
  844. 1:00:46–1:00:48Sell yourself and pay.
  845. 1:00:49–1:00:52Have mercy. Lead me to the king's highway.
  846. 1:00:52–1:00:54Go ahead.
  847. 1:00:54–1:00:57If it must be, he walks about.
  848. 1:00:57–1:01:02Gentlemen, will you buy me for ten gold pieces from this gambling master?
  849. 1:01:03–1:01:05He sees a passerby and calls out.
  850. 1:01:06–1:01:09What is that? You wish to know what I can do.
  851. 1:01:09–1:01:11I will be your house servant.
  852. 1:01:11–1:01:15What? He has gone without even answering.
  853. 1:01:15–1:01:21Well, here's another. I'll speak to him. He repeats his offer.
  854. 1:01:21–1:01:27What? This one too takes no notice of me. He is gone. Confound it.
  855. 1:01:27–1:01:32I've had hard luck ever since Charodata lost his fortune.
  856. 1:01:32–1:01:34Will you pay?
  857. 1:01:34–1:01:37How can I pay? He falls down.
  858. 1:01:37–1:01:39Mathura drags him about.
  859. 1:01:39–1:01:45Good gentlemen! Save me! Save me! Enter Dada Raka.
  860. 1:01:45–1:01:51Yes! Gambling is a kingdom without a throne. You do not mind defeat at all.
  861. 1:01:51–1:02:04Greater the sums you spend and win. While kingly revenues roll in. Rich men, like slaves. Before you fall. And again, you earn your coin by gambling.
  862. 1:02:04–1:02:12Your friends and wife by gambling your gifts and food by gambling your last cent goes by gambling and
  863. 1:02:12–1:02:18Again my cash was taken by the tray the deuce then took my health away
  864. 1:02:18–1:02:23The ace then set me on the street the four completed my defeat
  865. 1:02:24–1:02:26He looks before him
  866. 1:02:26–1:02:33Here comes Mathura our sometime gambling master. Well as I can't escape
  867. 1:02:33–1:02:40escape. I think I'll put on my veil. He makes any number of gestures with his cloak. Then
  868. 1:02:40–1:02:43examines it.
  869. 1:02:43–1:02:49This cloth is sadly indigent in thread. This lovely cloth lets in a lot of light. This
  870. 1:02:49–1:02:55cloth's protective power is nearly fled. This cloth is pretty when it's rolled up
  871. 1:02:55–1:03:03tight. Yet after all, what more could a poor saint do? For you see, one foot I've planted
  872. 1:03:03–1:03:11in the sky, the other on the ground must lie. The elevation's rather high, but the sun stands
  873. 1:03:11–1:03:16it. Why can't I pay? Pay.
  874. 1:03:16–1:03:19How can I pay? Mathura drags him about.
  875. 1:03:19–1:03:23Well, well, what is this I see?
  876. 1:03:23–1:03:26He addresses a bystander.
  877. 1:03:26–1:03:28What did you say, sir?
  878. 1:03:28–1:03:32This shampooer is being maltreated by the gambling master.
  879. 1:03:32–1:03:34And no one will save him.
  880. 1:03:34–1:03:36I'll save him myself.
  881. 1:03:36–1:03:38He presses forward.
  882. 1:03:38–1:03:39Stand back.
  883. 1:03:39–1:03:41Stand back."
  884. 1:03:41–1:03:43He takes a look.
  885. 1:03:43–1:03:47Well, if this isn't that swindler, Mathura.
  886. 1:03:47–1:03:53And here is the poor saintly shampooer, a saint to be sure.
  887. 1:03:53–1:03:56Who does not hang with bended head?
  888. 1:03:56–1:03:57Rigid till set of sun.
  889. 1:03:57–1:04:00Who does not rub his back with sand?
  890. 1:04:00–1:04:03Till boils begin to run.
  891. 1:04:03–1:04:06Whose shins dogs may not browse upon?
  892. 1:04:06–1:04:08As they pass him in their rambling.
  893. 1:04:08–1:04:14Why should this tall and dainty man be so in love with gambling?
  894. 1:04:14–1:04:15Well.
  895. 1:04:15–1:04:20I must pacify Mathura. He approaches. How do you do?
  896. 1:04:20–1:04:24Mathura. Mathura returns the greeting.
  897. 1:04:24–1:04:26What does this mean?
  898. 1:04:26–1:04:29He owes me ten gold pieces.
  899. 1:04:29–1:04:31Amir Bagatell.
  900. 1:04:31–1:04:35Pulling the rolled up cloak from under Dardaraka's arm.
  901. 1:04:35–1:04:43Look, gentlemen. Look, the man in the ragged cloak calls ten gold pieces Amir Bagatell.
  902. 1:04:43–1:04:50My good fool, don't I risk ten gold pieces on a cast of the dice?
  903. 1:04:50–1:04:56Suppose a man has money, is that any reason why he should put it in his bosom and show it?
  904. 1:04:56–1:05:00But you, you'll lose your cast, you'll lose your...
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  906. 1:05:30–1:05:32doesn't win?
  907. 1:05:32–1:05:34Then he won't pay you.
  908. 1:05:34–1:05:37This is no time for nonsense.
  909. 1:05:37–1:05:40If you say that, you can give him the money yourself.
  910. 1:05:40–1:05:42My name is Matura.
  911. 1:05:42–1:05:45I'm a swindler and I play a crooked game.
  912. 1:05:45–1:05:47And I'm not afraid of anybody.
  913. 1:05:47–1:05:50You are an immoral scoundrel.
  914. 1:05:50–1:05:53Who did you say was immoral?
  915. 1:05:53–1:05:55You're immoral.
  916. 1:05:55–1:05:57Your father is immoral.
  917. 1:05:57–1:06:00the shampooer assigned to escape.
  918. 1:06:00–1:06:04You cur, that is just the way that you gamble.
  919. 1:06:04–1:06:06That is the way I gamble?
  920. 1:06:06–1:06:11Come, shampooer, pay me my ten gold pieces.
  921. 1:06:11–1:06:13I'll pay you this very day.
  922. 1:06:13–1:06:15I'll pay it once.
  923. 1:06:15–1:06:17Mathura drags him about.
  924. 1:06:17–1:06:24Fool, you may maltreat him when I am away, but not before my eyes.
  925. 1:06:24–1:06:33Mathura seizes the shampooer and hits him on the nose. The shampooer bleeds, faints, and falls flat.
  926. 1:06:33–1:06:42Dada-raka approaches and interferes. Mathura strikes Dada-raka, and Dada-raka strikes back.
  927. 1:06:42–1:06:48Oh, oh, you accursed hound. But I'll pay you for this.
  928. 1:06:48–1:06:59My good fool, I was walking peaceably along the street. And you struck me. If you strike me tomorrow in court, then you will open your eyes.
  929. 1:06:59–1:07:02Yes, I'll open my eyes.
  930. 1:07:02–1:07:05How will you open your eyes?
  931. 1:07:05–1:07:11Opening his eyes wide. This is the way I'll open my eyes.
  932. 1:07:11–1:07:17Dādurākha throws dust in Mathura's eyes and gives the Shampūra.
  933. 1:07:17–1:07:22A sign to escape, Mathura shuts his eyes and falls down.
  934. 1:07:23–1:07:25The Shampūra escapes.
  935. 1:07:26–1:07:31Aside, I have made an enemy of the influential gambling master Mathura.
  936. 1:07:32–1:07:33I had better not stay here.
  937. 1:07:34–1:07:41Besides, my good friend Shāvilaka told me that a young herdsman named Ayaka has been designated by a
  938. 1:07:41–1:07:51Soothsayer is our future king. Now everybody in my condition is running after him. I think I will join myself to him. Exit.
  939. 1:07:51–1:08:03Trumbles as he walks away and looks about him. Here is a house where somebody has left the side door open. I will go in. He enters and perceives Vasantasina.
  940. 1:08:03–1:08:08Ma'am, I throw myself upon your protection.
  941. 1:08:08–1:08:12He who throws himself upon my protection shall be safe.
  942. 1:08:12–1:08:18Close the door, girl. The meat does so. What do you fear?
  943. 1:08:18–1:08:20Accreditor, ma'am.
  944. 1:08:20–1:08:24You may open the door now, girl.
  945. 1:08:24–1:08:31To himself? Ah! Her reasons for not fearing a creditor are in proportion to her innocence.
  946. 1:08:31–1:08:36The proverb is right. The man who knows his strength and bears a load
  947. 1:08:37–1:08:43Proportion to that strength not more nor less is safe from stumbling and from sore distress
  948. 1:08:44–1:08:46Although he wander on a dreary road
  949. 1:08:46–1:08:48That means me
  950. 1:08:49–1:08:52wiping his eyes to the gambler pay pay
  951. 1:08:53–1:08:57While we were quarreling with Darter Aka sir the man escaped
  952. 1:08:57–1:09:05I broke that shampooers nose for him with my fist come on. Let's trace him by the blood.
  953. 1:09:05–1:09:13They do so. He went into Vasantasena's house, sir. Then that is the end of the gold pieces.
  954. 1:09:13–1:09:20Let's go to court and lodge a complaint. The swindler would leave the house and escape.
  955. 1:09:20–1:09:23No, we must besiege him and so capture him.
  956. 1:09:23–1:09:29Vasantasena gives Madanakara a sign.
  957. 1:09:29–1:09:42When are you sir or who are you sir or who son are you sir or what is your business sir or what are you afraid of.
  958. 1:09:42–1:09:53Listen, Madam. My birthplace is Pataliputra. Madam, I am the son of a householder. I practice the trade of a shampooer.
  959. 1:09:53–1:09:59It is a very dainty art, sir, which you have mastered.
  960. 1:10:00–1:10:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  961. 1:10:02–1:10:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  962. 1:10:04–1:10:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  963. 1:10:06–1:10:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  964. 1:10:08–1:10:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  965. 1:10:10–1:10:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  966. 1:10:12–1:10:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  967. 1:10:14–1:10:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  968. 1:10:16–1:10:22travelers tell tales. And I wanted to see new countries. And so I came here. And when
  969. 1:10:22–1:10:30I had come here to Ujjaini, I became the servant of a noble gentleman. Such a handsome, courteous
  970. 1:10:30–1:10:37gentleman. When he gave money away, he did not boast. When he was injured, he forgot
  971. 1:10:37–1:10:43it. To cut a long story short, he was so courteous that he regarded his own person
  972. 1:10:43–1:10:48as the possession of others, and had compassion on all who sought his protection.
  973. 1:10:48–1:10:55Who may it be that her dawns would jean me with the virtues which he has stolen from the object of my
  974. 1:10:55–1:11:05mistress desires? Good, girl, good. I had the same thought in mind. But to continue, sir.
  975. 1:11:05–1:11:10Madam, he was so compassionate and so generous that now
  976. 1:11:10–1:11:12His riches have vanished.
  977. 1:11:13–1:11:16I didn't say it. How did you guess it, Madam?
  978. 1:11:17–1:11:26What was there to guess? Virtue and money seldom keep company. In the pools from which men cannot drink there is so much the more water.
  979. 1:11:27–1:11:29But sir, what is his name?
  980. 1:11:29–1:11:31What is his name?
  981. 1:11:31–1:11:35Madam, who does not know the name of this moon of the whole world?
  982. 1:11:35–1:11:38He lives in the merchant's quarter.
  983. 1:11:38–1:11:42He whose name is worthy of all honour is named Sharudatta.
  984. 1:11:42–1:11:45Joyfully rising from her seat.
  985. 1:11:45–1:11:48Sir, this house is your own.
  986. 1:11:48–1:11:52Give him a seat, girl, and take this fan.
  987. 1:11:52–1:11:54The gentle man is weary.
  988. 1:11:54–1:11:57Mother Nika does as she is bid.
  989. 1:11:57–1:12:05Aside. What? So much honour because I mentioned Charodata's name. Heaven bless you.
  990. 1:12:05–1:12:12Charodata. You are the only man in the world who really lives. All others merely breathe.
  991. 1:12:12–1:12:20He falls at Vasantasena's feet. Enough. Madam. Enough. Pray be seated. Madam.
  992. 1:12:20–1:12:26Seating herself. Where is he who is so richly your creditor, sir?
  993. 1:12:26–1:12:33The good man's wealth consists in kindly deeds. All other wealth is vain and quickly flies.
  994. 1:12:33–1:12:40The man who honors not his neighbor's needs. Does that man know what honor signifies?
  995. 1:12:40–1:12:42But to continue.
  996. 1:12:42–1:12:48So I became a servant in his employ. And when his wealth was reduced to his virtue,
  997. 1:12:48–1:12:55I began to live by gambling. But fate was cruel. And I lost ten gold pieces.
  998. 1:12:55–1:12:58I am ruined. I am robbed.
  999. 1:12:58–1:13:01There are the gambling master and the gambler.
  1000. 1:13:01–1:13:04Looking for me. You have heard my story.
  1001. 1:13:04–1:13:07Madam. The rest is your affair.
  1002. 1:13:08–1:13:14Mother Nika. The birds fly every wither when the tree is shaken in which they have their nests.
  1003. 1:13:15–1:13:20Go, girl, and give the gambling master and the gambler this bracelet.
  1004. 1:13:20–1:13:23And tell them that this gentleman sends it.
  1005. 1:13:23–1:13:28She removes a bracelet from her arm and gives it to Madanika.
  1006. 1:13:28–1:13:34Receiving the bracelet, yes, mistress, she goes out.
  1007. 1:13:34–1:13:37I am ruined, I am robbed.
  1008. 1:13:37–1:13:45Inasmuch as these two are looking up to heaven and sighing and chattering and fastening their eyes on the door,
  1009. 1:13:45–1:13:49I conclude that they must be the gambling master and the gambler.
  1010. 1:13:49–1:13:54Approaching, I salute you, sir.
  1011. 1:13:54–1:13:56May happiness be yours.
  1012. 1:13:56–1:14:00Sir, which of you is the gambling master?
  1013. 1:14:00–1:14:08O maiden, fair but something less than shy, With red lip wounded in love's ardent play,
  1014. 1:14:08–1:14:10On whom is bent that sweet?
  1015. 1:14:10–1:14:14Coqueta shy, for whom that lisp that steals the heart away?
  1016. 1:14:14–1:14:16I haven't got any money.
  1017. 1:14:16–1:14:19You'll have to look somewhere else.
  1018. 1:14:19–1:14:23You are certainly no gambler, if you talk that way.
  1019. 1:14:23–1:14:26Is there anyone who owes you money?
  1020. 1:14:26–1:14:27There is.
  1021. 1:14:27–1:14:29He owes ten gold pieces.
  1022. 1:14:29–1:14:30What of him?
  1023. 1:14:30–1:14:34In his behalf my mistress sends you this bracelet.
  1024. 1:14:34–1:14:39No, no, he sends it himself.
  1025. 1:14:39–1:14:40Seizing it joyfully.
  1026. 1:14:40–1:14:45Well, well, you may tell the noble youth that his account is squared.
  1027. 1:14:45–1:14:48Let him come and seek delight again in gambling.
  1028. 1:14:48–1:14:50Exiant Matura and the Gambler
  1029. 1:14:52–1:14:54Returning to Vasantasena
  1030. 1:14:54–1:14:55Mistress
  1031. 1:14:55–1:14:58The gambling master and the gambler have gone away well-paced
  1032. 1:15:00–1:15:04दो, सर, आं कम फोट यो खिन स्वोख.
  1033. 1:15:04–1:15:11आ, मादम, अछिद मेब यी, तीस हांज विद गलाडली प्रक्टिस तेर आट इन यो सरभिस.
  1034. 1:15:11–1:15:15बज़ सर, फीख और विचार-विमर्शक यो सरभिस आट आट.
  1035. 1:15:15–1:15:20Who first received your service? He should have your service still.
  1036. 1:15:20–1:15:44Aside. A very pretty way to decline my services. How shall I repay her kindness? Allowed. Madam. Thus dishonored as a gambler. I shall become a Buddhist monk. And so, Madam. Treasure these words in your memory. He was a Shampua. A gambler. A Buddhist monk.
  1037. 1:15:44–1:15:48Sir, you must not act too precipitately.
  1038. 1:15:48–1:15:56Madam, my mind is made up. He walks about. I gambled. And in gambling I did fall.
  1039. 1:15:56–1:16:06Till everyone beheld me with dismay. Now I shall show my honest face to all. And walk abroad upon the king's highway.
  1040. 1:16:06–1:16:10To mulchuous cries behind the scenes.
  1041. 1:16:10–1:16:37Listening. What is this? What is this? Addressing someone behind the scenes. What did you say? Post-breaker. The Santa Sena's rogue elephant. Is at liberty. Hurrah. I must go and see the lady's best elephant. No. No. What have I to do with these things? I must hold to my resolution. Exit.
  1042. 1:16:37–1:16:44Then enter hastily Karnapuraka, highly delighted, wearing a gorgeous mantle.
  1043. 1:16:44–1:16:47Where is she? Where is my mistress?
  1044. 1:16:47–1:16:55Insolent. What can it be that so excites you? You do not see your mistress before your very eyes.
  1045. 1:16:55–1:17:00Perceiving Vasantasina, mistress, my service to you.
  1046. 1:17:00–1:17:05Karnpurka, your face is beaming. What is it?
  1047. 1:17:05–1:17:12Proudly, oh, Mistress, you missed it. You didn't see Karna Puraka's heroism today.
  1048. 1:17:12–1:17:16What? Karna Puraka, what?
  1049. 1:17:16–1:17:26Listen, post-breaker, my mistress rogue elephant, broke the stake he was tied to, killed his keeper, and ran into the street.
  1050. 1:17:26–1:17:34Making a terrible commotion, you should have heard the people shriek. Take care of the babies as quick as you can.
  1051. 1:17:34–1:17:41and climb up a roof or a tree. The elephant rogue wants the blood of a man. Escape, run away,
  1052. 1:17:41–1:17:48can't you see? And how they lose their ankle rings. Gurdles, set with gems and things.
  1053. 1:17:49–1:17:56Break away from fastenings. As they stumble, trip, and blunder, see the bracelets snap asunder.
  1054. 1:17:56–1:18:03each a tangled, pearly wonder, and that rogue of an elephant dives with his trunk and his
  1055. 1:18:03–1:18:10feet and his tusks into the city of Ujjaini, as if it were a lotus pond in full flower.
  1056. 1:18:10–1:18:16At last he comes upon a Buddhist monk. And while the man's staff and his water jar and
  1057. 1:18:16–1:18:22his begging bowl fly every which way, he drizzles water over him and gets him between
  1058. 1:18:22–1:18:29his tusks. The people see him and begin to shriek again. Crying, Oh, oh, the monk is
  1059. 1:18:29–1:18:38killed, quote, anxiously, oh, what carelessness, what carelessness. Don't be frightened. Just
  1060. 1:18:38–1:18:45listen, mistress. Then, with a big piece of the broken chain dangling about him, he picked
  1061. 1:18:45–1:18:51him up, picked up the monk between his tusks. And just then Karna Puraka saw him. I saw
  1062. 1:18:51–1:18:58saw him. No, no! The slave who grows fat on my mistress' rice cakes saw him. Stumbled
  1063. 1:18:58–1:19:04with his left foot over a gambler's score, grabbed up an iron pole out of a shop, and
  1064. 1:19:04–1:19:07challenged the mad elephant.
  1065. 1:19:07–1:19:10Go on, go on!
  1066. 1:19:10–1:19:16I hit him, in a fit of passion. Too he really looked like some great mountain peak. And
  1067. 1:19:16–1:19:21from between those tusks of his I drew. The sacred hermit meek.
  1068. 1:19:21–1:19:24Splendid, splendid, but gone.
  1069. 1:19:24–1:19:32Then, Mistress, all Ujaiini tip over to one side, like a ship loaded unevenly.
  1070. 1:19:32–1:19:35And you could hear nothing but hurrah.
  1071. 1:19:35–1:19:37Hurrah for Karna Puraka.
  1072. 1:19:37–1:19:43Then, Mistress, a man touched the places where he ought to have ornaments.
  1073. 1:19:43–1:19:49And, finding that he hadn't any, looked up, heaved a long sigh, and threw this mantle
  1074. 1:19:49–1:19:51over me.
  1075. 1:19:51–1:19:57Find out, Kanpurka, whether the mantle is perfumed with jasmine or not.
  1076. 1:20:00–1:20:02अव विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1077. 1:20:02–1:20:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1078. 1:20:04–1:20:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1079. 1:20:06–1:20:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1080. 1:20:08–1:20:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1081. 1:20:10–1:20:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1082. 1:20:12–1:20:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1083. 1:20:14–1:20:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1084. 1:20:16–1:20:22and raps fit about her. The mantle is very becoming to her, Karnpurka.
  1085. 1:20:22–1:20:26Oh, yes, the mantle is becoming enough.
  1086. 1:20:26–1:20:31Here is your reward, Karnpurka. She gives him the gem.
  1087. 1:20:31–1:20:37Taking it and bowing low. Now the mantle is most wonderfully becoming.
  1088. 1:20:37–1:20:41Karnapuraka, where is Charu Dutta now?
  1089. 1:20:41–1:20:45He started to go home along this very street.
  1090. 1:20:45–1:20:55Come, girl, let us go to the upper balcony and see Charu Dutta. Exceint Omnus.
  1091. 1:20:55–1:20:59Enter Charu Dutta's servant, Vada Manaka.
  1092. 1:20:59–1:21:09A master, kindly and benevolent, his servants love, however poor he be, the purse proud, with a will on harshness bent.
  1093. 1:21:09–1:21:16Pays service in the coin of cruelty. And again, a bullock greedy for a feast of corn.
  1094. 1:21:16–1:21:20You never can prevent a wife who wants her lord to wear a horn.
  1095. 1:21:20–1:21:25You never can prevent a man who loves to gamble night and morn.
  1096. 1:21:25–1:21:29You never can prevent and blemishes that with a man are born.
  1097. 1:21:29–1:21:34You never can prevent. It is sometimes since Charodota went to the concert.
  1098. 1:21:34–1:21:44It is past midnight, and still he does not come. I think I will go into the outer hall and take a nap. He does so."
  1099. 1:21:44–1:21:48Enter Charudatta and Maitreya.
  1100. 1:21:48–1:21:59How beautifully re-bulled Sam! The loot is indeed a pearl. A pearl not of the ocean. Gently the anxious lovers heart befriending.
  1101. 1:21:59–1:22:02Consoling when true lovers may not meet.
  1102. 1:22:02–1:22:06To love lawns soles the dearest comforts sending.
  1103. 1:22:06–1:22:10It adds to sweetest love it's more of sweet.
  1104. 1:22:10–1:22:13Well then, let's go into the house.
  1105. 1:22:13–1:22:17But how wonderfully master Ribhila sang.
  1106. 1:22:17–1:22:20There are just two things that always make me laugh.
  1107. 1:22:20–1:22:25One is a woman talking Sanskrit, and the other is a man who tries to sing
  1108. 1:22:25–1:22:29soft and low. Now when a woman talks Sanskrit,
  1109. 1:22:29–1:22:32She is like a heifer with a new rope through her nose.
  1110. 1:22:32–1:22:33All you hear is,
  1111. 1:22:33–1:22:38Su, Su, Su, and when a man tries to sing soft and low,
  1112. 1:22:38–1:22:42he reminds me of an old priest muttering texts.
  1113. 1:22:42–1:22:46While the flowers in his chaplet dry up. No, I don't like it.
  1114. 1:22:46–1:22:52My friend, Master Rebhila sent most wonderfully this evening.
  1115. 1:22:52–1:22:56And still you are not satisfied. The notes of love,
  1116. 1:22:56–1:23:04peace, sweetness, could I trace, the note that thrills, the note of passion too.
  1117. 1:23:04–1:23:11The note of woman's loveliness and grace are. My poor words add nothing. Nothing new,
  1118. 1:23:11–1:23:18but as the notes in sweetest cadence rang. I thought it was my hidden love who sang.
  1119. 1:23:18–1:23:24The melody of song, the stricken strings, in undertone that half unconscious clings.
  1120. 1:23:24–1:23:31more clearly sounding when the passions rise, but ever sweeter as the music dies.
  1121. 1:23:31–1:23:38Words that strong passion fain would say again, yet checks their second utterance, in vain.
  1122. 1:23:38–1:23:46For music sweet as this lives on, until I walk as hearing sweetest music still.
  1123. 1:23:46–1:23:52But see, my friend, the very dogs are sound asleep in the shops that look out on the market.
  1124. 1:23:52–1:23:59it. Let us go home." He looks before him. Look, look, the blessed moon seems to give place
  1125. 1:23:59–1:24:03to darkness as she descends from her palace in heaven.
  1126. 1:24:03–1:24:11True, the moon gives place to darkness as she dips. Behind the western mountain and
  1127. 1:24:11–1:24:18the tips of her uplifted horns alone appear like two sharp pointed dusks uplifted clear,
  1128. 1:24:18–1:24:22Where bathes an elephant in water's cool?
  1129. 1:24:22–1:24:25Who shows not else above the jungle pool?
  1130. 1:24:25–1:24:28Well, here is our house.
  1131. 1:24:28–1:24:32Vardamanaka, Vardamanaka, open the door.
  1132. 1:24:32–1:24:34I hear Matriya's voice.
  1133. 1:24:34–1:24:36Charadatta has returned.
  1134. 1:24:36–1:24:38I must open the door for him.
  1135. 1:24:38–1:24:39He does so.
  1136. 1:24:39–1:24:42Master, I salute you.
  1137. 1:24:42–1:24:44Matriya, I salute you too.
  1138. 1:24:44–1:24:46The couch is ready.
  1139. 1:24:46–1:24:47Pray be seated.
  1140. 1:24:47–1:24:51Charodhata and Maitreya enter and seat themselves.
  1141. 1:24:51–1:24:55Vardamanaka, call Radhanika to wash our feet.
  1142. 1:24:55–1:25:00Compassionately, she sleeps, do not wake.
  1143. 1:25:00–1:25:06I will bring the water, Maitreya, and you may wash Charada's feet.
  1144. 1:25:06–1:25:18Angrily, look, man, he acts like the son of a slave that he is. For he is bringing water. But he makes me wash your feet. And I am a Brahmin.
  1145. 1:25:18–1:25:25Good Maitreya, do you bring the water, and where the Manukka shall wash my feet?
  1146. 1:25:25–1:25:28Yes, Matriya, do you bring the water?
  1147. 1:25:28–1:25:35Matriya does so, Vardhamanaka washes Charada's feet, then moves away.
  1148. 1:25:35–1:25:38Let water be brought for the Brahmin's feet.
  1149. 1:25:38–1:25:41What good does water do my feet?
  1150. 1:25:41–1:25:45I shall have to roll in the dirt again, like a beaten ass.
  1151. 1:25:45–1:25:48Matriya, you are a Brahmin.
  1152. 1:25:48–1:25:55Yes, like a slow worm among all the other snakes, so am I a Brahmin among all the other Brahmins.
  1153. 1:25:55–1:26:09Matria, I will wash your feet after all. He does so. Matria, this golden casket I was to keep by day. You by night, take it, he gives it to Matria. Then exit.
  1154. 1:26:09–1:26:18Receiving the casket, the thing is here still. Isn't there a single thief in Ujjaini to steal the wretch that robs me of my sleep?
  1155. 1:26:18–1:26:22Listen, I am going to take it into the inner court.
  1156. 1:26:22–1:26:37Such lacks attention we can ill afford. If we are trusted by a courtesan, then, Brahman, prove yourself an honest man. And guard it safely, till it be restored.
  1157. 1:26:37–1:26:45He nods, repeating the stanza, the melody of song, the stricken strings, page 44.
  1158. 1:26:45–1:26:47Are you going to sleep?
  1159. 1:26:47–1:26:57Yes, so it seems for conquering sleep. Descending on mine eyes, first smites the brow with unresisted blow.
  1160. 1:26:57–1:27:06Unseen, elusive, like old age, she tries to gather strength by weakening her foe.
  1161. 1:27:06–1:27:10Then let's go to sleep. He does so.
  1162. 1:27:10–1:27:13Enter Shavalaka
  1163. 1:27:13–1:27:24I made an entrance for my body's round. By force of art and arms. A path to deeds. I skinned my sides by crawling on the ground.
  1164. 1:27:24–1:27:31Like a snake that sluffs the skin no longer sound. And now I go where my profession leads.
  1165. 1:27:31–1:27:40He gazes at the sky. Joyfully. See, the blessed moon is setting. For well I know.
  1166. 1:27:40–1:27:52My trade would feign from Watchman's eyes, beshrouded. Valiant. I force the dwelling of another. But see, the stars in deepest dark are clouded.
  1167. 1:27:52–1:27:58And the night shields me like a careful mother. I made a breach in the orchard wall and entered.
  1168. 1:27:58–1:28:05entered. And now I must force my way into the inner court as well. Yes. Let men call it
  1169. 1:28:05–1:28:14vulgar. If they will. The trade that thrives while sleeps the sleepyhead. Yes. Navery. Not
  1170. 1:28:14–1:28:23bravery. Call it still. To overreach confiding folk abed. Far better blame and hissing. Fairly
  1171. 1:28:23–1:28:30than the pay of genuflecting underlings. This antique path was trod by Drona's son,
  1172. 1:28:30–1:28:36who slew the sleeping, unsuspecting kings. But where shall I make the breach?
  1173. 1:28:36–1:28:43Where is the spot which falling drops decayed? For each betraying sound is deadened there.
  1174. 1:28:43–1:28:50No yawning breach should in the walls be made. So treatises on robbery declare.
  1175. 1:28:50–1:28:54Where does the palace crumble? Where the place?
  1176. 1:28:54–1:28:57That nighter eaten bricks full soundness where?
  1177. 1:28:57–1:29:01Where shall I, skate the sight of woman's face?
  1178. 1:29:01–1:29:05Fulfillment of my wishes waits me there.
  1179. 1:29:05–1:29:07He feels the wall.
  1180. 1:29:07–1:29:13Here is a spot weakened by constant sun and sprinkling and eaten by salt-peeter rot.
  1181. 1:29:13–1:29:17And here is a pile of dirt thrown up by a mouse.
  1182. 1:29:17–1:29:21Now heaven be praised. My venture prospers.
  1183. 1:29:21–1:29:25This is the first sign of success for Scander's sons.
  1184. 1:29:25–1:29:29Now first of all, how shall I make the breach?
  1185. 1:29:29–1:29:35The blessed bearer of the golden lance has prescribed four varieties of breach. Thus,
  1186. 1:29:35–1:29:41if the bricks are baked, pull them out. If they are unbaked,
  1187. 1:29:41–1:29:44cut them. If they are made of earth,
  1188. 1:29:44–1:29:54wet them. If they are made of wood, split them. Here we have baked bricks. Ergo, pull out the bricks.
  1189. 1:29:55–1:30:00Now what shall be the shape I give the breach? A lotus?
  1190. 1:30:00–1:30:30आप दिस्टन, क्रेज़न्मून, अव, सुन, अब लों, अव, क्रोस, अव, भूजिंप्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष
  1191. 1:30:30–1:30:33And at my less successful ventures too.
  1192. 1:30:33–1:30:36The crowd of neighbors gazed by morning light,
  1193. 1:30:36–1:30:38Assigning praise or blame.
  1194. 1:30:38–1:30:40As was my dew.
  1195. 1:30:40–1:30:43Praise to the boon conferring God,
  1196. 1:30:43–1:30:46To scander of immortal youth.
  1197. 1:30:46–1:30:47Praise to Him.
  1198. 1:30:47–1:30:50The bearer of the golden lance.
  1199. 1:30:50–1:30:51The brahmin's God.
  1200. 1:30:51–1:30:53The pious.
  1201. 1:30:53–1:30:54Praise to Him.
  1202. 1:30:54–1:30:56The child of the sun.
  1203. 1:30:56–1:30:57Praise to Him.
  1204. 1:30:57–1:30:59The teacher of magic.
  1205. 1:30:59–1:31:06Whose first pupil I am? For he found pleasure in me and gave me magic ointment.
  1206. 1:31:06–1:31:12With which so I anointed be. No watchman's eye my form shall see,
  1207. 1:31:12–1:31:18And edged sword that falls on me. From cruel wounds shall leave me free.
  1208. 1:31:18–1:31:20He anoints himself.
  1209. 1:31:20–1:31:22Alas!
  1210. 1:31:22–1:31:24I have forgotten my measuring line.
  1211. 1:31:24–1:31:26Reflecting.
  1212. 1:31:26–1:31:27Aha!
  1213. 1:31:27–1:31:31This sacred cord shall be my measuring line.
  1214. 1:31:31–1:31:32Yes!
  1215. 1:31:32–1:31:35The sacred cord is a great blessing to a Brahmin,
  1216. 1:31:35–1:31:38especially to one like me.
  1217. 1:31:38–1:31:40For, you see.
  1218. 1:31:40–1:31:43With this he measures.
  1219. 1:31:43–1:31:45Ear he pierce a wall
  1220. 1:31:45–1:31:46and picks the lock.
  1221. 1:31:46–1:31:55When jewels are at stake, it serves as key to bolted door and hall, as tourniquet for bite of worm and snake.
  1222. 1:31:55–1:32:05The measuring is done. I begin my task. He does so, then takes a look. My breach lacks but a single brick.
  1223. 1:32:05–1:32:15Alas, I am bitten by a snake. He binds his finger with the sacred cord and manifests the workings of poison.
  1224. 1:32:15–1:32:24have applied the remedy. And now I am restored. He continues his work. Then gazes. Ah! There
  1225. 1:32:24–1:32:32burns a candle. See! Though jealous darkness hems it round, the golden yellow candle from
  1226. 1:32:32–1:32:39its place shines through the breach upon the ground, like a streak of gold upon the touchstone's
  1227. 1:32:39–1:32:47face. Now I must discover whether these two are feigning sleep, or whether they are asleep
  1228. 1:32:47–1:32:55in the fullest meaning of the term. He tries to terrify them and notes the effect. Yes, they
  1229. 1:32:55–1:33:00must be asleep in the fullest meaning of the term. For see.
  1230. 1:33:00–1:33:08Their breath first calmly rises. Ear it sink. Its regularity all fear defies. Unmoving
  1231. 1:33:08–1:33:17in their socket holes. The eyes are tightly closed and never seem to wink. The limbs relaxed.
  1232. 1:33:17–1:33:24At ease the bodies lie. I see their feet beyond the bedstead peep. The lighted candle vexes
  1233. 1:33:24–1:33:30not the eye. It would if they were only feigning sleep."
  1234. 1:33:30–1:33:32He looks about him.
  1235. 1:33:32–1:33:33What?
  1236. 1:33:33–1:33:34A drum.
  1237. 1:33:34–1:33:36And here is a flute.
  1238. 1:33:36–1:33:37And here?
  1239. 1:33:37–1:33:39A snare drum.
  1240. 1:33:39–1:33:40And here?
  1241. 1:33:40–1:33:41A lute.
  1242. 1:33:41–1:33:43And reed pipes.
  1243. 1:33:43–1:33:44And yonder?
  1244. 1:33:44–1:33:46Manuscripts.
  1245. 1:33:46–1:33:48Is this the house of a dancing master?
  1246. 1:33:48–1:33:50But no.
  1247. 1:33:50–1:33:55When I entered, I was convinced that this was a palatial residence.
  1248. 1:33:55–1:34:00Now then, is this man poor in the fullest meaning of the term?
  1249. 1:34:00–1:34:09From fear of the king or of thieves. Does he keep his property buried? Well, my own property is buried.
  1250. 1:34:09–1:34:26Two. But I will scatter the seeds that betray subterranean gold. He does so. The scattered seeds nowhere swell up. Ah, he is poor in the fullest meaning of the term. Good. I go.
  1251. 1:34:26–1:34:36Talking in his sleep, look, man, I see something like a hole in the wall. I see something like a thief. You had better take this golden casket.
  1252. 1:34:36–1:34:54I wonder if the man has discovered that I have entered and is showing off his poverty in order to make fun of me. Shall I kill him? Or is the poor devil talking in his sleep? He takes a look. But see, this thing wrapped in a ragged bath clout.
  1253. 1:34:54–1:35:00Now that I inspect it by the light of my candle, is in true for jewel caskets.
  1254. 1:35:00–1:35:09Suppose I take it. But no. It is hardly proper to rob a man of good birth. Who is as poor as I am? I go.
  1255. 1:35:09–1:35:16My friend, by the wishes of cows and brahmin's, I conjure you to take this golden casket.
  1256. 1:35:16–1:35:26One may not disregard the sacred wish of a cow and the wish of a brahmin. I will take it. But look. There burns the candle.
  1257. 1:35:26–1:35:30I keep about me a moth for the express purpose of extinguishing candles.
  1258. 1:35:30–1:35:33I will let him enter the flame.
  1259. 1:35:33–1:35:35This is his place and hour.
  1260. 1:35:35–1:35:38May this moth, which I hear release,
  1261. 1:35:38–1:35:42depart to flutter above the flame in varying circles.
  1262. 1:35:42–1:35:47The breeze from the insect's wings has translated the flame into a cursed darkness.
  1263. 1:35:47–1:35:53Or shall I not rather curse the darkness brought by me upon my Brahmanic family?
  1264. 1:35:53–1:35:56For my father was a man who knew the four Vedas.
  1265. 1:35:56–1:35:59Who would not accept a gift?
  1266. 1:35:59–1:36:00And I?
  1267. 1:36:00–1:36:01Shavilaka.
  1268. 1:36:01–1:36:03His son.
  1269. 1:36:03–1:36:04And a Brahmin?
  1270. 1:36:04–1:36:09I am committing a crime for the sake of that courtesan girl Madanaka.
  1271. 1:36:09–1:36:11Now I will grant the Brahmin's wish.
  1272. 1:36:11–1:36:14He reaches out for the casket.
  1273. 1:36:14–1:36:18How cold your fingers are, man!
  1274. 1:36:18–1:36:19What carelessness!
  1275. 1:36:19–1:36:22My fingers are cold from touching water.
  1276. 1:36:22–1:36:26Well, I will put my hand in my armpit.
  1277. 1:36:26–1:36:30He warms his left hand and takes the casket.
  1278. 1:36:30–1:36:32Have you got it?
  1279. 1:36:32–1:36:36I could not refuse Abraman's request, I have it.
  1280. 1:36:36–1:36:41Now I shall sleep as peacefully as a merchant who has sold his wares.
  1281. 1:36:41–1:36:45Oh great, Braman! Sleep a hundred years.
  1282. 1:36:45–1:36:59Alas, that a Brahmin family should thus be plunged in darkness for the sake of Medanaka, a courtesan. Or better? I myself am thus plunged in darkness. A curse on poverty. I say,
  1283. 1:36:59–1:37:06T is stranger to them manly will. This act that shuns the light of day. I curse indeed.
  1284. 1:37:06–1:37:14But do it still. Well then, I must go to Vasanticina's house to buy Medanica's freedom.
  1285. 1:37:14–1:37:20He walks about and looks around him. Ah! I think I hear footsteps.
  1286. 1:37:20–1:37:26I hope they are not those of policemen. Never mind. I will pretend to be a pillar.
  1287. 1:37:26–1:37:36and wait. But after all, do policemen exist for me? For Chavalaka? Why? I am a cat for crawling,
  1288. 1:37:36–1:37:44and a deer for flight, a hawk for rending, and a dog for sight, to judge the strength of men that
  1289. 1:37:44–1:37:53wake or sleep. A snake? When tea is advisable to creep. Illusions self? To see a saint or rogue?
  1290. 1:37:53–1:38:01Goddess of speech in understanding Brogue. A light in blackest night. In holes a lizard I can be.
  1291. 1:38:01–1:38:10A horse on terror firmer. And a ship upon the sea. And again? Quick as a snake. And steady as a hill.
  1292. 1:38:10–1:38:18In flight the prince of birds can show no greater skill. In searching on the ground I am as keen as any hair.
  1293. 1:38:18–1:38:23In strength I am a lion and a wolf to rend and tear.
  1294. 1:38:23–1:38:29Entering. Dear me, Vardamannaka went to sleep in the outer court,
  1295. 1:38:29–1:38:36and now he is not there. Well, I will call my treyor. She walks about.
  1296. 1:38:36–1:38:46Prepares to strike down Radanaka, but first takes a look. What? A woman? Good. I go. Exit.
  1297. 1:38:46–1:38:54Recoiling in terror. Oh, oh, a thief has cut a hole in the wall of our house and is escaping.
  1298. 1:38:54–1:39:03I must go and wake my Traya. She approaches my Traya. Oh, my Traya, get up, get up.
  1299. 1:39:03–1:39:08A thief has cut a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped.
  1300. 1:39:08–1:39:15Rising. What do you mean, Wench? A hole in the wall has cut a thief and has escaped.
  1301. 1:39:15–1:39:20Poor fool. Stop your joking. Don't you see it?
  1302. 1:39:20–1:39:25What do you mean, Wench? It looks as if a second door had been thrown open.
  1303. 1:39:25–1:39:32Get up, friend Charadatta. Get up. A thief has made a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped.
  1304. 1:39:32–1:39:37Yes, yes. A truce to your jests.
  1305. 1:39:37–1:39:40But it isn't a jest look.
  1306. 1:39:40–1:39:41Where?
  1307. 1:39:41–1:39:43Why? Here.
  1308. 1:39:43–1:39:52Gazing, what a very remarkable hole. The bricks are drawn away below. Above, the top is narrow,
  1309. 1:39:52–1:39:58but the centre-wide, as if the Great House heart had burst with pride. Fearing lest
  1310. 1:39:58–1:39:59the unworthy share
  1311. 1:40:00–1:40:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1312. 1:40:02–1:40:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1313. 1:40:04–1:40:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1314. 1:40:06–1:40:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1315. 1:40:08–1:40:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1316. 1:40:10–1:40:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1317. 1:40:12–1:40:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1318. 1:40:14–1:40:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1319. 1:40:16–1:40:21For what man here in Ujjaini does not know how much wealth there is in our house?
  1320. 1:40:21–1:40:25Stranger he must have been who made the breach.
  1321. 1:40:25–1:40:28His customs harvest in my house to reap.
  1322. 1:40:28–1:40:31He has not learned that vanished riches teach.
  1323. 1:40:31–1:40:38A calm, untroubled sleep, he saw the sometime greatness of my home.
  1324. 1:40:38–1:40:42And forced an entrance, for his heart did leap.
  1325. 1:40:42–1:40:46With short-lived hope, now he must elsewhere roam.
  1326. 1:40:46–1:40:49And overbroken hopes must solly weep.
  1327. 1:40:49–1:40:52Just think of the poor fellow telling his friends,
  1328. 1:40:52–1:40:56I entered the house of a merchant's son.
  1329. 1:40:56–1:40:58And found, nothing.
  1330. 1:40:58–1:41:02Do you mean to say that you pity the rascally robber?
  1331. 1:41:02–1:41:04Thinks he, here's a great house.
  1332. 1:41:04–1:41:08Here's the place to carry off a jewel casket or a gold casket.
  1333. 1:41:08–1:41:14He remembers the casket, despondently, aside, where is that golden casket?
  1334. 1:41:14–1:41:16He remembers the events of the night.
  1335. 1:41:16–1:41:22Allowed, look, man, you are always saying, Matria is a fool.
  1336. 1:41:22–1:41:27Matria is no scholar, but I certainly acted wisely in handing over that golden casket to
  1337. 1:41:27–1:41:28you.
  1338. 1:41:28–1:41:32If I hadn't, the son of a slave would have carried it off.
  1339. 1:41:32–1:41:35A truce to your guests.
  1340. 1:41:35–1:41:39Just because I'm a fool, do you suppose I don't even know the place and time for a
  1341. 1:41:39–1:41:41jest?
  1342. 1:41:41–1:41:43But when did this happen?
  1343. 1:41:43–1:41:48Why, when I told you that your fingers were cold.
  1344. 1:41:48–1:41:49It might have been.
  1345. 1:41:49–1:41:51He searches about.
  1346. 1:41:51–1:41:56Joyfully, my friend, I have something pleasant to tell you.
  1347. 1:41:56–1:41:57What?
  1348. 1:41:57–1:41:59Wasn't it stolen?
  1349. 1:41:59–1:42:01Yes.
  1350. 1:42:01–1:42:03What is the pleasant news then?
  1351. 1:42:03–1:42:08The fact that he did not go away disappointed.
  1352. 1:42:08–1:42:10But it was only entrusted to our care.
  1353. 1:42:10–1:42:12What?
  1354. 1:42:12–1:42:14Intrusted to our care?
  1355. 1:42:14–1:42:16He swoones.
  1356. 1:42:16–1:42:17Come to yourself.
  1357. 1:42:17–1:42:21Man, is the fact that a thief Stolwa was entrusted to you.
  1358. 1:42:21–1:42:24Any reason why you should swoon?
  1359. 1:42:24–1:42:26Coming to himself.
  1360. 1:42:26–1:42:31Ah, my friend, who will believe the truth?
  1361. 1:42:31–1:42:32Suspicion now is sure.
  1362. 1:42:32–1:42:39This world will show no wrath to the inglorious poor, alas, if envious fate before has wooed
  1363. 1:42:39–1:42:45my wealth alone, why should she seek my store of virtue as her own?
  1364. 1:42:45–1:42:4625.
  1365. 1:42:46–1:42:49I intend to deny the whole thing.
  1366. 1:42:49–1:42:51Who gave anybody anything?
  1367. 1:42:51–1:42:54Who received anything from anybody?
  1368. 1:42:54–1:42:56Who was a witness?
  1369. 1:42:56–1:42:58And shall I tell a falsehood now?
  1370. 1:42:58–1:42:59No.
  1371. 1:42:59–1:43:04I will beg until I earn the wavered all my debt to pay.
  1372. 1:43:04–1:43:07Ignoble falsehood I will spun.
  1373. 1:43:07–1:43:10That steals the character away.
  1374. 1:43:10–1:43:13I will go and tell his good wife.
  1375. 1:43:13–1:43:17She goes out, returning with Sherudita's wife.
  1376. 1:43:17–1:43:18Anxiously.
  1377. 1:43:18–1:43:24Oh, is it true that my lord is uninjured, and may trey her too?
  1378. 1:43:24–1:43:26It is true, mistress.
  1379. 1:43:26–1:43:30The gems which belong to the court of Zan have been stolen.
  1380. 1:43:30–1:43:33Sherudita's wife swoons.
  1381. 1:43:33–1:43:35Oh my good mistress.
  1382. 1:43:35–1:43:37Come to yourself.
  1383. 1:43:37–1:43:39Recovering.
  1384. 1:43:39–1:43:40Girl.
  1385. 1:43:40–1:43:43How can you say that my lord is uninjured?
  1386. 1:43:43–1:43:46Better that he were injured in body than in character.
  1387. 1:43:46–1:43:53For now the people of Ujaiini will say that my lord committed this crime because of his poverty.
  1388. 1:43:53–1:43:55She looks up and sighs.
  1389. 1:43:55–1:44:03Ah! Mighty fate! The destinies of the poor! Uncertain as the water drops which fall upon
  1390. 1:44:03–1:44:10a lotus leaf. Seen to thee, but play things! There remains to me this one necklace, which
  1391. 1:44:10–1:44:16I brought with me from my mother's house. But my lord would be too proud to accept it.
  1392. 1:44:16–1:44:20Girl! Call May Treya hither!
  1393. 1:44:20–1:44:27Yes, Mistress. She approaches My Treya. My Treya, My Lady summons you.
  1394. 1:44:28–1:44:29Where is she?
  1395. 1:44:30–1:44:31Here, come.
  1396. 1:44:32–1:44:34Approaching. Heaven bless you.
  1397. 1:44:35–1:44:39I salute you, sir. Sir, will you look straight in front of you?
  1398. 1:44:40–1:44:44Madam, here stands a man who looks straight in front of him.
  1399. 1:44:45–1:44:47Sir, you must accept this.
  1400. 1:44:48–1:44:49Why?
  1401. 1:44:49–1:44:58I have observed the ceremony of the gems, and on this occasion one must make as great a present as one made to a Brahmin.
  1402. 1:44:58–1:45:00This I have not seen.
  1403. 1:45:00–1:45:04Done. Therefore pray accept this necklace.
  1404. 1:45:04–1:45:10Receiving the necklace. Heaven bless you. I will go and tell my friend.
  1405. 1:45:10–1:45:16You must not do it in such a way as to make me blush, May Traya. Exit.
  1406. 1:45:16–1:45:19In astonishment, what generosity?
  1407. 1:45:19–1:45:26How Maitreya lingers. I trust his grief is not leading him to do what he ought not.
  1408. 1:45:26–1:45:29Maitreya, Maitreya.
  1409. 1:45:29–1:45:34Approaching, here I am, take that, he displays the necklace.
  1410. 1:45:34–1:45:36What is this?
  1411. 1:45:36–1:45:40Why, that is the reward you get for marrying such a wife.
  1412. 1:45:40–1:45:44What? My wife takes pity on me?
  1413. 1:45:44–1:45:50Alas, now am I poor indeed. When fate so robs him of his all,
  1414. 1:45:50–1:45:56that on her pity he must fall. The man to woman state doth fall.
  1415. 1:45:56–1:46:04The woman is the man. But no, I am not poor, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day.
  1416. 1:46:04–1:46:12Indi a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away. Ah, this the poor man
  1417. 1:46:12–1:46:19lacketh still. My Tria, take the necklace and go to Vasantasina. Tell her in my name that we
  1418. 1:46:19–1:46:26We have gambled away the golden casket, forgetting that it was not our own, that we trust she
  1419. 1:46:26–1:46:30will accept this necklace in its place.
  1420. 1:46:30–1:46:33But you must not give away this necklace.
  1421. 1:46:33–1:46:37The pride of the Four Seas, for that cheap thing that was stolen before we had a bite
  1422. 1:46:37–1:46:40or a drink out of it.
  1423. 1:46:40–1:46:46Not so, my friend, she showed her trust in leaving us her treasure.
  1424. 1:46:46–1:46:49The price of confidence has no less measure.
  1425. 1:46:49–1:46:53Friend, I conjure you by this gesture.
  1426. 1:46:53–1:46:57Not to return until you have delivered it into her hands.
  1427. 1:46:57–1:47:02Vrdhamanaka, do you speedily fill up the opening with the self-same bricks?
  1428. 1:47:02–1:47:05Thus will I thwart the process of the law.
  1429. 1:47:05–1:47:09For the blemish of so great a scandal sticks.
  1430. 1:47:09–1:47:15And, friend Maitreya, you must show your pride by not speaking too despondently.
  1431. 1:47:15–1:47:19How can a poor man help speaking despondently?
  1432. 1:47:19–1:47:26Poor I am not, my friend, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day.
  1433. 1:47:26–1:47:32In thee a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away.
  1434. 1:47:32–1:47:39Ah! this the poor man lacketh still. Go then, and after performing rites of purification,
  1435. 1:47:39–1:47:42I will offer my morning prayer.
  1436. 1:47:42–1:47:49Excient Omnus. Enter a maid.
  1437. 1:47:49–1:47:54I am entrusted with a message for my mistress by her mother.
  1438. 1:47:54–1:48:00Here is my mistress. She is gazing at a picture and is talking with Madanika.
  1439. 1:48:00–1:48:08I will go to her. She walks about. Then enter Vasantasena as described. And Madanika.
  1440. 1:48:08–1:48:13Madanika girl, is this portrait really like Charu Ditta?
  1441. 1:48:13–1:48:21Very like. How do you know? Because my mistress eyes are fastened so lovingly upon it.
  1442. 1:48:21–1:48:27Madhanika girl, do you say this because courtesan courtesy demands it?
  1443. 1:48:27–1:48:35But mistress is the courtesy of a girl who lives in a courtesan's house necessarily false.
  1444. 1:48:35–1:48:42Girl, courtesans meet so many kinds of men that they do learn a false courtesy.
  1445. 1:48:42–1:48:47But when the eyes of my mistress find such delight in a thing,
  1446. 1:48:47–1:48:51and her heart too, what need is there to ask the reason?
  1447. 1:48:51–1:48:56But I should not like to have my friends laugh at me.
  1448. 1:48:56–1:49:00You need not be afraid. Women understand women.
  1449. 1:49:00–1:49:08Approaching, mistress, your mother sends word that a covered cut is waiting at the side door,
  1450. 1:49:08–1:49:11and that you were to take a drive.
  1451. 1:49:11–1:49:15Tell me, is it Charu Dutta who invites me?
  1452. 1:49:15–1:49:22Mistress, the man who sent ornaments worth ten thousand gold pieces with the card.
  1453. 1:49:22–1:49:24Is who?
  1454. 1:49:24–1:49:28Is the king's brother-in-law, Sans Thanaka.
  1455. 1:49:28–1:49:33Indignity, though, and never come again on such an errand.
  1456. 1:49:33–1:49:39Do not be angry, Mistress. I was only sent with the message.
  1457. 1:49:39–1:49:43But it is the message which makes me angry.
  1458. 1:49:43–1:49:46But what shall I tell your mother?
  1459. 1:49:46–1:49:52Tell my mother never to send me another such message, unless she wishes to kill me.
  1460. 1:49:52–1:49:58As you will, Exet, less than enter Shavilika.
  1461. 1:49:58–1:50:00Blame for my sin I lay-
  1462. 1:50:00–1:50:30आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आ
  1463. 1:50:30–1:50:57I did the deed of sin. I paid no heed to anyone who talked with serving men. The houses ruled by women, folk. These I avoided most. And when policemen seemed to have me almost in their ken, I stood stock still and acted just exactly like a post a hundred such maneuvers did I constantly. Essay. And by such means succeeded in turning night to day.
  1464. 1:50:57–1:51:00He walks about.
  1465. 1:51:00–1:51:06Girl, leave this picture on my sofa and come back at once with a fan.
  1466. 1:51:06–1:51:10Yes, mistress, exit with the picture.
  1467. 1:51:10–1:51:19This is Vasanthesena's house. I will enter. He does so. I wonder where I can find Madanaka.
  1468. 1:51:19–1:51:21Enter Madanaka with the fan.
  1469. 1:51:21–1:51:24Shavalaka discovers her.
  1470. 1:51:24–1:51:25Ah!
  1471. 1:51:25–1:51:27It is Madanaka.
  1472. 1:51:27–1:51:30Surpassing Madana himself in charm.
  1473. 1:51:30–1:51:33She seems the bride of love.
  1474. 1:51:33–1:51:34Inhuman guys.
  1475. 1:51:34–1:51:38Even while my heart the flames of passion harm.
  1476. 1:51:38–1:51:41She brings a sandal coolness to my eyes.
  1477. 1:51:41–1:51:43Madanaka.
  1478. 1:51:43–1:51:45Discover Sharvelga.
  1479. 1:51:45–1:51:48Oh, oh, oh, Sharvelga.
  1480. 1:51:48–1:51:52I am so glad, Sharvelka. Where have you been?
  1481. 1:51:52–1:51:57I will tell you. They gaze at each other passionately.
  1482. 1:51:57–1:52:04How Madanika lingers. I wonder where she is. She looks through a bull's eye window.
  1483. 1:52:04–1:52:10Why? There she stands, talking with a man. Her loving glance does not waver.
  1484. 1:52:10–1:52:13and she gazes as if she would drink him in.
  1485. 1:52:13–1:52:17I imagine he must be the man who wishes to make her free.
  1486. 1:52:17–1:52:24Well, let her stay, let her stay, never interrupt anybody's happiness.
  1487. 1:52:24–1:52:26I will not call her.
  1488. 1:52:26–1:52:31Tell me, Sharvilka, Sharvilaka looks about him uneasily.
  1489. 1:52:31–1:52:35What is it, Sharvilka? You seem uneasy.
  1490. 1:52:35–1:52:39I will tell you a secret. Are we alone?
  1491. 1:52:39–1:52:45Of course we are. What? A deep secret? I will not listen.
  1492. 1:52:45–1:52:51Tell me, Medanaka. Will Vasanticina take a price for your freedom?
  1493. 1:52:51–1:52:57The conversation has to do with me. Then I will hide behind this window and listen.
  1494. 1:52:57–1:53:08I asked my mistress about it. Sharvilka. And she said that if she could have her way, she would free all her servants for nothing.
  1495. 1:53:08–1:53:14But, Charvilaka, where did you find such a fortune that you can think of buying my freedom from my mistress?
  1496. 1:53:16–1:53:18A victim to my poor perpite.
  1497. 1:53:18–1:53:21And your sweet love to win.
  1498. 1:53:21–1:53:23For you, my timid maid.
  1499. 1:53:23–1:53:27Last night, I did the deed of sin.
  1500. 1:53:27–1:53:29His face is tranquil.
  1501. 1:53:29–1:53:32It would be troubled, if he had sinned.
  1502. 1:53:32–1:53:37Oh, Charvilaka, for a mere nothing, for a woman,
  1503. 1:53:37–1:53:39You have risked both things.
  1504. 1:53:40–1:53:41What things?
  1505. 1:53:42–1:53:44Your life and your character.
  1506. 1:53:44–1:53:48My foolish girl. Fortune favors the brave.
  1507. 1:53:49–1:53:59Oh, Charvilleka. Your character was without a stain. You didn't do anything very bad. Did you? When for my sake you did the deed of sin?
  1508. 1:54:00–1:54:03The gems that magnify a woman's charm.
  1509. 1:54:03–1:54:17As flowers the creeping plant. I do not harm. I do not rob the Brahmin of his pelf. Nor seize the sacrificial gold myself. I do not steal the baby from the nurse.
  1510. 1:54:17–1:54:31Simply because I need to fill my purse. Even as a thief. I strive with mane and might. For just distinction, twix the wrong and right. And so you may tell Vasantasina this.
  1511. 1:54:31–1:54:34These ornaments were made for you to don.
  1512. 1:54:34–1:54:37Or so it seems to me.
  1513. 1:54:37–1:54:43But as you love me, never put them on, where other folks may see.
  1514. 1:54:43–1:54:46But Sharvilaka, ornaments that nobody may see.
  1515. 1:54:46–1:54:50And the quarters and the two things do not hang together.
  1516. 1:54:50–1:54:54Give me the jewels. I want to see them.
  1517. 1:54:54–1:54:56Here they are.
  1518. 1:54:56–1:54:59He gives them to her with some uneasiness.
  1519. 1:55:00–1:55:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1520. 1:55:02–1:55:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1521. 1:55:04–1:55:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1522. 1:55:06–1:55:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1523. 1:55:08–1:55:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1524. 1:55:10–1:55:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1525. 1:55:12–1:55:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1526. 1:55:14–1:55:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1527. 1:55:16–1:55:19Why do you wish to buy my freedom?
  1528. 1:55:19–1:55:26Well, this morning I heard in the merchant's quarter that the merchant chari-data
  1529. 1:55:26–1:55:30Basantacena and Medanica swoon
  1530. 1:55:30–1:55:38Medanica! Come to yourself! Why is it that now your figure seems to melt in limp despair?
  1531. 1:55:38–1:55:43Your eyes are wildly rolling here and there? That when I come?
  1532. 1:55:43–1:55:49Sweet girl, to make you free, you fall to trembling, not to pitying me.
  1533. 1:55:49–1:55:56Coming to herself, oh you reckless man, when you did with you what not to have done for my sake,
  1534. 1:55:56–1:56:00you didn't kill anybody or hurt anybody in that house.
  1535. 1:56:01–1:56:02Medanica.
  1536. 1:56:02–1:56:07Shav alaka does not strike a terrified man or a man asleep.
  1537. 1:56:07–1:56:10I did not kill anybody nor hurt anybody.
  1538. 1:56:11–1:56:11Really?
  1539. 1:56:11–1:56:13Really?
  1540. 1:56:13–1:56:17Recovering consciousness. Ah, I breathe again.
  1541. 1:56:17–1:56:19Thank heaven.
  1542. 1:56:19–1:56:24Jealousy. What does this, thank heaven, mean?
  1543. 1:56:24–1:56:29Medanica. I sinned for you. When love had made me pine.
  1544. 1:56:29–1:56:34Although my house was good since time began, love took my virtue.
  1545. 1:56:34–1:56:40But my pride is mine. You call me friend and love another man.
  1546. 1:56:40–1:56:42Meaningly
  1547. 1:56:42–1:56:54A noble youth is like a goodly tree, His wealth, the fruit so fair, the courtesan is like a bird, For she, pecks him and leaves him bare.
  1548. 1:56:54–1:57:05Love is a fire, Whose flame is lust, Whose fuel is gallantry, wherein our youth and riches must, Thus sacrificed be.
  1549. 1:57:05–1:57:10With a smile, his excitement is a little out of place.
  1550. 1:57:10–1:57:19Yes! Those men are fools. It seems to me, who trust to women or to gold? For golden girls,
  1551. 1:57:19–1:57:27Tiss plain to see, are false as virgin snakes and cold. Love not a woman. If you ever do,
  1552. 1:57:27–1:57:35She mocks at you and plays the gay deceiver. Yet if she loves you, you may love her too.
  1553. 1:57:35–1:57:42But if she doesn't leave her, too true it is that a courtesan will laugh and cry for gold.
  1554. 1:57:42–1:57:50She trusts you not, but waits your trustful hour. If virtue and a name are yours, then hold.
  1555. 1:57:50–1:57:57Avoid her as you would a graveyard flower. And again? As fickle as the billows of the sea.
  1556. 1:57:57–1:58:04glowing no longer than the evening sky. A woman takes your gold, then leaves you free.
  1557. 1:58:04–1:58:12You're worthless. Like cosmetics. When you're dry. Yes. Women are indeed fickle.
  1558. 1:58:12–1:58:18One man perhaps may hold her heart in trust. She lures another with kiketic eyes.
  1559. 1:58:18–1:58:26Sports with another in unseemly lust. Another yet her body satisfies. As someone has well said,
  1560. 1:58:26–1:58:33has well said. On mountain tops no lotuses are grown. The horses yoke no arse will ever
  1561. 1:58:33–1:58:40bear. Rice never springs from seeds of barley sown. A courtesan is not an honest fair.
  1562. 1:58:40–1:58:46A cursed chariodata. You shall not live. He takes a few steps.
  1563. 1:58:46–1:58:53Seizing the hame of his garment. O you foolish man, your anger is so ridiculous.
  1564. 1:58:53–1:58:56Ridiculous! How so?
  1565. 1:58:56–1:59:00Because these jewels belong to my mistress.
  1566. 1:59:00–1:59:02And what then?
  1567. 1:59:02–1:59:05And she left them with that gentleman.
  1568. 1:59:05–1:59:07What for?
  1569. 1:59:07–1:59:10Whispers. That's why.
  1570. 1:59:10–1:59:22Sheepishly. Confound it. The sun was hot one summer day. I sought the shadow. There to stay. Poor fool. The kindly branch to pay.
  1571. 1:59:22–1:59:25I stole it sheltering leaves away.
  1572. 1:59:25–1:59:30How sorry he seems surely, he did this thing in ignorance.
  1573. 1:59:30–1:59:33What is to be done now?
  1574. 1:59:33–1:59:35Madanaka
  1575. 1:59:35–1:59:38Your own wit should tell you that.
  1576. 1:59:38–1:59:43No, for you must remember, nature herself gives women wit.
  1577. 1:59:43–1:59:46Men learn from books a little bit.
  1578. 1:59:46–1:59:53Wilka, if you will take my advice, restore the jewels to that righteous man.
  1579. 1:59:53–1:59:57But Medanaka, what if he should prosecute me?
  1580. 1:59:57–1:59:59No cruel heat comes from the moon.
  1581. 2:00:00–2:00:03Good, Madhanika, Good
  1582. 2:00:03–2:00:08Madhanika, for what I did, I feel no grief nor fear.
  1583. 2:00:08–2:00:12Why tell me of this good man's virtues, hi?
  1584. 2:00:12–2:00:15Shame for my baseness touches me more near.
  1585. 2:00:15–2:00:19What can this king do to such rogues as I?
  1586. 2:00:19–2:00:24Nevertheless, your suggestion is inconsistent with prudence.
  1587. 2:00:24–2:00:27You must discover some other plan.
  1588. 2:00:27–2:00:30Yes, there is another plan.
  1589. 2:00:30–2:00:33I wonder what it will be.
  1590. 2:00:33–2:00:39Pretend to be a servant of that gentleman, and give the jewels to my mistress.
  1591. 2:00:39–2:00:41And what then?
  1592. 2:00:41–2:00:49Then you are no thief, Charu Dutta has discharged his obligation, and my mistress has her jewels.
  1593. 2:00:49–2:00:52But isn't this course too reckless?
  1594. 2:00:52–2:00:58I tell you, give them to her. Any other course is too reckless.
  1595. 2:00:58–2:01:03Good, Madhanika, good. Spoken like a free woman.
  1596. 2:01:03–2:01:15Risen at last is wisdom's light. Because I followed after you, when clouds obscure the moon by night. Tis hard to find a guide so true.
  1597. 2:01:15–2:01:21Then you must wait here a moment in Karma's shrine, while I tell my mistress that you have come.
  1598. 2:01:22–2:01:23I will.
  1599. 2:01:24–2:01:30Approaches Vasantasina, mistress, Ibrahman has come from Charoditta to see you.
  1600. 2:01:30–2:01:34But girl, how do you know that he comes from Charoditta?
  1601. 2:01:34–2:01:51Should I not know my own, mistress? Shaking her head and smiling. Aside, splendid, allowed, bid him enter. Yes, mistress, approaching Charvilka, enter, Charvilka.
  1602. 2:01:51–2:01:57Approaches, with some embarrassment. My greetings to you.
  1603. 2:01:57–2:02:01I salute you, sir. Pray be seated.
  1604. 2:02:01–2:02:14The merchant sends this message. My house is so old that it is hard to keep this casket safe. Pray take it back. He gives it to Madanaka and starts to leave.
  1605. 2:02:14–2:02:19Sir, will you undertake a return commission of mine?
  1606. 2:02:19–2:02:25Aside. Who will carry it? Aloud. And this commission is...
  1607. 2:02:25–2:02:29You will be good enough to accept Madanaka.
  1608. 2:02:29–2:02:32Madam, I do not quite understand.
  1609. 2:02:32–2:02:34But I do.
  1610. 2:02:34–2:02:36How so?
  1611. 2:02:36–2:02:42Charu Dutta told me that I was to give Madanika to the man who should return these jewels.
  1612. 2:02:42–2:02:47You are therefore to understand that he makes you a present of her.
  1613. 2:02:47–2:02:55Aside. Ah. She sees through me. Allowed. Good. Charu Dutta. Good.
  1614. 2:02:55–2:03:02Good. On virtue only set your heart's desire. The righteous poor attain to heights where
  1615. 2:03:02–2:03:10to. The wicked wealthy never may aspire. And again? On virtue let the human heart be set.
  1616. 2:03:10–2:03:17To virtue nothing serves as check or let. The moon, attaining unattainable, is led. Buy
  1617. 2:03:17–2:03:23virtue to her seat on Shiva's head. Is my driver there? Enter a servant with
  1618. 2:03:23–2:03:28the bullock cart. Mistress the cart is ready.
  1619. 2:03:28–2:03:35Madhanika girl, you must show me the happy face. You are free. Enter the bullock cart,
  1620. 2:03:35–2:03:44but do not forget me. Weeping, my mistress drives me away. She falls at her feet. You
  1621. 2:03:44–2:03:50are now the one to whom honor should be paid. Go then, enter the cart. But do not forget
  1622. 2:03:50–2:04:00me. Heaven bless you. And you, Medanica, turn upon her a happy face and hail with bended
  1623. 2:04:00–2:04:06head the grace. That gives you now the name of wife. As a veil to keep you safe through
  1624. 2:04:06–2:04:11life. He enters the bullet cart with Medanica
  1625. 2:04:11–2:04:16and starts away. Men. Men. We have the following orders
  1626. 2:04:16–2:04:22from the chief of police. A soothsayer has declared that a young herdsman named Ariaka
  1627. 2:04:22–2:04:30is to become king. Trusting to this prophecy and alarmed there yet, King Palaka has taken
  1628. 2:04:30–2:04:38him from his hamlet and thrown him into strict confinement. Therefore be watchful and every
  1629. 2:04:38–2:04:40man at his post.
  1630. 2:04:40–2:04:49listening. What? King Palaka has imprisoned my good friend Ariaka? And here I am. A married
  1631. 2:04:49–2:04:58man. Confound it. But no. Two things alone. His friend. His wife deserve man's love below.
  1632. 2:04:58–2:05:00A hundred brides may f-
  1633. 2:05:00–2:05:30विश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्�
  1634. 2:05:30–2:05:32Bring my wife thither.
  1635. 2:05:32–2:05:40Yes, sir. Madanaka. If you desire it, dear. But dear, you must be very careful. Exit.
  1636. 2:05:40–2:05:50Now is for me. I'll rouse my kin. The kitchen cabinet. Those high in fame by strength of good right arm.
  1637. 2:05:50–2:05:57And those who would the king's contempt have met. And royal slaves. To save my friend from harm.
  1638. 2:05:57–2:06:04like old Yagandarayana for the good King Udayana. And again? My friend has
  1639. 2:06:04–2:06:12causeless been confined by wicked foes of timid kind. I fly. I fly to free him soon,
  1640. 2:06:12–2:06:20like the eclipse-opressed moon. Exit. Entering Mistress, I congratulate you.
  1641. 2:06:20–2:06:24A Brahmin has come with a message from Charodata.
  1642. 2:06:24–2:06:27Ah, this is a joyful day.
  1643. 2:06:27–2:06:30Show him every mark of respect.
  1644. 2:06:30–2:06:35Go, and have him conducted hither by one of the pages.
  1645. 2:06:35–2:06:37Yes, Mistress.
  1646. 2:06:37–2:06:39Exit.
  1647. 2:06:39–2:06:43Enter Maytraya with a page.
  1648. 2:06:43–2:06:49Well, Ravana, the king of the demons, travels with his chariot that they call the Blossom.
  1649. 2:06:49–2:06:55blossom. He earned it by his penances. Now I am a Brahmin. And though I never performed
  1650. 2:06:55–2:07:01any penances, I travel with another sort of a blossom, a woman of the town."
  1651. 2:07:01–2:07:06Sir, will you inspect our gateway?
  1652. 2:07:06–2:07:12Gaze is admiringly. It has just been sprinkled and cleaned and received a coat of green. The
  1653. 2:07:12–2:07:17threshold of it is pretty as a picture with the offerings of all sorts of fragrant flowers.
  1654. 2:07:17–2:07:21It stretches up its head as if it wanted to peep into the sky.
  1655. 2:07:21–2:07:26It is adorned with strings of jasmine garlands that hang down and toss about like the trunk
  1656. 2:07:26–2:07:28of the heavenly elephant.
  1657. 2:07:28–2:07:31It shines with its high ivory portal.
  1658. 2:07:31–2:07:37It is lovely with any number of holiday banners that gleam red as great rubies and wave there.
  1659. 2:07:37–2:07:42Coquettish fingers as they flutter in the breeze and seem to invite me to enter.
  1660. 2:07:42–2:07:46Both sides are decorated with holiday water jars of crystal, which are charming with
  1661. 2:07:46–2:07:51their bright green mango twigs, and are set at the foot of the pillars that sustain the
  1662. 2:07:51–2:07:57portal. The doors are of gold. Thickly set with diamonds as hard to pierce as a giant's
  1663. 2:07:57–2:08:04breast it actually wearies a poor devil's. Envy, yes, Visantasina's house door is a beautiful
  1664. 2:08:04–2:08:09thing. Really, it forcibly challenges the attention of a man who doesn't care about
  1665. 2:08:09–2:08:11such things.
  1666. 2:08:11–2:08:16Come, sir, and enter the first cord.
  1667. 2:08:16–2:08:18Enters and looks about.
  1668. 2:08:18–2:08:23Well, here in the first cord are rows of balconies brilliant as the moon.
  1669. 2:08:23–2:08:24Or as seashells.
  1670. 2:08:24–2:08:26Or as lotus stalks.
  1671. 2:08:26–2:08:29Whitened by handfuls of powder strewn over them.
  1672. 2:08:29–2:08:33Gleaming with golden stairways inlaid with all sorts of gems.
  1673. 2:08:33–2:08:37They seem to gaze down on Ujai-ini with their round faces.
  1674. 2:08:37–2:08:38The crystal windows.
  1675. 2:08:38–2:08:41From which strings of pearls are dangling.
  1676. 2:08:41–2:08:45The porter sits there and snoozes as comfortably as a professor.
  1677. 2:08:45–2:08:50The crows which they tempt with rice-gruel and curdled milk will not eat the offering.
  1678. 2:08:50–2:08:53Because they can't distinguish it from the mortar.
  1679. 2:08:53–2:08:55Show me the way, madam.
  1680. 2:08:55–2:09:00Come, sir, and enter the second court.
  1681. 2:09:00–2:09:01Enter's and looks about.
  1682. 2:09:01–2:09:05Well, here in the second court the cart-bullocks are tied.
  1683. 2:09:05–2:09:10They grow fat on mouthfuls of grass and pulse-stocks which are brought them.
  1684. 2:09:10–2:09:14and left, by everybody, their horns are smeared with oil.
  1685. 2:09:14–2:09:19And here is another, a buffalo, snorting like a gentleman insulted.
  1686. 2:09:19–2:09:24And here is a ram having his neck rubbed, like a prize fighter after the fight.
  1687. 2:09:24–2:09:28And here are others, horses having their mains put in shape.
  1688. 2:09:28–2:09:33And here in a stall is another, a monkey, tied fast like a thief.
  1689. 2:09:33–2:09:35He looks in another direction.
  1690. 2:09:35–2:09:39And here is an elephant, taking from his drivers a cake of rice and drippings
  1691. 2:09:39–2:09:48in oil. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the third cord.
  1692. 2:09:48–2:09:53Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the third cord are these seats. Prepared for young
  1693. 2:09:53–2:09:59gentlemen to sit on. A half-red book is lying on the gaming table, and the table itself
  1694. 2:09:59–2:10:00has its own
  1695. 2:10:00–2:10:02नाटक आछि।
  1696. 2:10:02–2:10:04नाटक आछि।
  1697. 2:10:04–2:10:06नाटक आछि।
  1698. 2:10:06–2:10:08नाटक आछि।
  1699. 2:10:08–2:10:10नाटक आछि।
  1700. 2:10:10–2:10:12नाटक आछि।
  1701. 2:10:12–2:10:14नाटक आछि।
  1702. 2:10:14–2:10:16नाटक आछि।
  1703. 2:10:16–2:10:18नाटक आछि।
  1704. 2:10:18–2:10:20नाटक आछि।
  1705. 2:10:20–2:10:22नाटक आछि।
  1706. 2:10:22–2:10:24नाटक आछि।
  1707. 2:10:24–2:10:26नाटक आछि।
  1708. 2:10:26–2:10:28नाटक आछि।
  1709. 2:10:28–2:10:33The symbols are falling, as the stars fall from heaven when their merit is exhausted.
  1710. 2:10:33–2:10:38The pipe is discoursing music as sweet as the humming of bees.
  1711. 2:10:38–2:10:43And here, again, is a lute that somebody is holding on his lap like a girl who is excited
  1712. 2:10:43–2:10:45by jealousy and love.
  1713. 2:10:45–2:10:48And he is stroking it with his fingers.
  1714. 2:10:48–2:10:54And here, again, are courtesan girls that sing as charmingly as honey-drunken bees.
  1715. 2:10:54–2:10:58And they are made to dance and recite a drama with love in it.
  1716. 2:10:58–2:11:02And water coolers are hanging in the windows so as to catch the breeze.
  1717. 2:11:02–2:11:04Show me the way, madam.
  1718. 2:11:04–2:11:09Come, sir, and enter the fifth court.
  1719. 2:11:09–2:11:11Enter's and looks about.
  1720. 2:11:11–2:11:16Well, here in the fifth court the overpowering smell of asafetida and boil is attractive
  1721. 2:11:16–2:11:19enough to make a poor devil's mouth water.
  1722. 2:11:19–2:11:22The kitchen is kept hot all the time.
  1723. 2:11:22–2:11:24And the gusts of steam.
  1724. 2:11:24–2:11:30with all sorts of good smells. Seem like sighs issuing from its mouth like doors. The smell
  1725. 2:11:30–2:11:34of the preparation of all kinds of foods and sauces makes me smack my lips.
  1726. 2:11:35–2:11:41And here, again, is a butcher's boy washing a mess of chitterlings as if it were an old loin cloth.
  1727. 2:11:41–2:11:46The cook is preparing every kind of food. Sweet meats are being constructed,
  1728. 2:11:46–2:11:52cakes are being baked, to himself, I wonder if I am to get a chance to wash my feet and
  1729. 2:11:52–2:11:58an invitation to eat what I can hold. He looks in another direction. There are courtesans
  1730. 2:11:58–2:12:04and bastard pages. Adorned with any number of jewels. Just like gondar vieis and obserises.
  1731. 2:12:04–2:12:10Really, this house is heaven. Tell me, who are you bastards anyway?
  1732. 2:12:10–2:12:18Why? We are bastard pages, petted in a stranger's court. Fed on stranger's food. Stranger's
  1733. 2:12:18–2:12:25money makes us sport not so very good. Stranger women gave us birth. Stranger men begot. Baby
  1734. 2:12:25–2:12:34elephants in mirth. We're a bastard lot. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the
  1735. 2:12:34–2:12:40sixth court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the sixth court they are working
  1736. 2:12:40–2:12:47in golden jewels. The arches set with sapphires look as if they were the home of the rainbow.
  1737. 2:12:47–2:12:55The jewelers are testing the lapis lazuli, the pearls, the corals, the topaz, the sapphires,
  1738. 2:12:55–2:13:00the cat's eyes, the rubies, the emeralds, and all the other kinds of gems rubies are
  1739. 2:13:00–2:13:02being set in gold.
  1740. 2:13:02–2:13:05Golden ornaments are being fashioned.
  1741. 2:13:05–2:13:07Pearls are being strung on a red cord.
  1742. 2:13:07–2:13:11Pieces of lapis lazuli are being cleverly polished.
  1743. 2:13:11–2:13:13Shells are being pierced.
  1744. 2:13:13–2:13:14Corals are being ground.
  1745. 2:13:14–2:13:17Wet bundles of saffron are being dried.
  1746. 2:13:17–2:13:23is being moistened, sandalwood is being ground to make sandal water. Perfumes are being compounded,
  1747. 2:13:23–2:13:27beetle leaves and camphor are being given to courtesans and their lovers.
  1748. 2:13:28–2:13:34Cochettish glances are being exchanged. Laughter is going on, wine is being drunk incessantly
  1749. 2:13:34–2:13:40with sounds of glee. Here are men servants, here are maid servants, and here are men who forget
  1750. 2:13:40–2:13:46child and wife and money. When the courtesans, who have drunk the wine from the liquor jars,
  1751. 2:13:46–2:13:50Give them the mitten, they, drink, show me the way, madam.
  1752. 2:13:51–2:13:55Come, sir, and enter the seventh court.
  1753. 2:13:56–2:14:01Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the seventh court the mated doves are sitting comfortably
  1754. 2:14:01–2:14:08in their snug dove coats. Billing and cooing and nothing else. And perfectly happy, and there is
  1755. 2:14:08–2:14:13a parrot in a cage, chanting like a Brahmin with a belly full of curdled milk and rice.
  1756. 2:14:13–2:14:20And here, again, is a talking thrush, chattering like a housemaid who spreads herself because
  1757. 2:14:20–2:14:21somebody noticed her.
  1758. 2:14:21–2:14:27A cuckoo, her throat still happy from tasting all sorts of fruit syrups.
  1759. 2:14:27–2:14:29Is cooing like a procurus.
  1760. 2:14:29–2:14:32Rose of cages are hanging from pegs.
  1761. 2:14:32–2:14:34Quails are being egged on to fight.
  1762. 2:14:34–2:14:36Partridges are being made to talk.
  1763. 2:14:36–2:14:38Caged pigeons are being provoked.
  1764. 2:14:38–2:14:42A tame peacock that looks as if he was adorned with all sorts of gems is dancing
  1765. 2:14:42–2:14:49happily about. And as he flaps his wings, he seems to be fanning the roof which is distressed
  1766. 2:14:49–2:14:55by the rays of the sun. He looks in another direction. Here are pairs of flamingos like
  1767. 2:14:55–2:15:00moonbeams rolled into a ball that wander about after pretty girls. As it
  1768. 2:15:00–2:15:30अछि। आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आ
  1769. 2:15:30–2:15:36tautologous ornaments. Who wanders about, stumbling and stretching his limbs?
  1770. 2:15:36–2:15:40Sir, this is my mistress brother.
  1771. 2:15:40–2:15:47What sort of ascetic exercises does a man have to perform? In order to be born as Basantacina's brother?
  1772. 2:15:47–2:15:55But no, he may be shiny, may be greasy, and perfumed may he be. And yet I warn you to go easy.
  1773. 2:15:55–2:15:58He's a graveyard champak tree.
  1774. 2:15:58–2:16:10He looks in another direction. But, madam, who is that in the expansive garment? Sitting on the throne. She has shoes on her greasy feet.
  1775. 2:16:10–2:16:14Sir, that is my mistress' mother.
  1776. 2:16:14–2:16:24Lord, what an extensive belly the dirty old witch has got. I suppose they couldn't put that superb portal on the house till after they had brought the idol in?
  1777. 2:16:24–2:16:29Rascal, you must not make fun of our mother so.
  1778. 2:16:29–2:16:33She is pining away under a quartan ague.
  1779. 2:16:33–2:16:34Bursts out laughing.
  1780. 2:16:34–2:16:37O thou blessed quartan ague.
  1781. 2:16:37–2:16:39Look thou upon a Brahmin.
  1782. 2:16:39–2:16:42Even upon me, with this thy favour.
  1783. 2:16:42–2:16:46Rascal, may death strike you.
  1784. 2:16:46–2:16:47Bursts out laughing.
  1785. 2:16:47–2:16:48Why?
  1786. 2:16:48–2:16:49Wench.
  1787. 2:16:49–2:16:51A potbelly like that is better dead.
  1788. 2:16:51–2:16:58Brandy, rum, and wine, mother fell extremely ill, if mother now should peak in pine.
  1789. 2:16:58–2:17:01A jackal pack would have its fill.
  1790. 2:17:01–2:17:07Well, I have seen Vicente seen as palace with its many incidents and its eight courts.
  1791. 2:17:07–2:17:11And really, it seems as if I had seen the triple heaven in a nutshell.
  1792. 2:17:11–2:17:14I haven't the eloquence to praise it.
  1793. 2:17:14–2:17:16Is this the house of a courtesan?
  1794. 2:17:16–2:17:18Or a piece of Cuba's palace?
  1795. 2:17:18–2:17:20Where's your mistress?
  1796. 2:17:20–2:17:22She is here in the orchard.
  1797. 2:17:22–2:17:25Enter, sir.
  1798. 2:17:25–2:17:26Enter's and looks about.
  1799. 2:17:26–2:17:29Well, what a beautiful orchard.
  1800. 2:17:29–2:17:33There are any number of trees planted here, and they are covered with the most wonderful
  1801. 2:17:33–2:17:34flowers.
  1802. 2:17:34–2:17:38Silken swings are hung under the thick set trees.
  1803. 2:17:38–2:17:40Just big enough for a girl to sit in.
  1804. 2:17:40–2:17:47The golden jasmine, the chefelika, the white jasmine, the jessamine, the navimalika,
  1805. 2:17:47–2:17:52The Amaranth, the Spring Creeper, and all the other flowers have fallen of themselves.
  1806. 2:17:52–2:17:56And really, it makes Indra's heaven look dingy.
  1807. 2:17:56–2:17:58He looks in another direction.
  1808. 2:17:58–2:18:01And the pond here looks like the morning twilight.
  1809. 2:18:01–2:18:05For the lilies and red lotuses are as splendid as the rising sun.
  1810. 2:18:05–2:18:12And again, the Ashoka Tree, whose twigs so merry, and crimson flowers have just appeared.
  1811. 2:18:12–2:18:14Seems like a battling mercenary.
  1812. 2:18:14–2:18:16With clotting crimson gorba smeared.
  1813. 2:18:16–2:18:17Good!
  1814. 2:18:17–2:18:20Now where's your mistress?
  1815. 2:18:20–2:18:25If you would stop stargazing, sir, you would see her.
  1816. 2:18:25–2:18:28Perceives vasantasina and approaches.
  1817. 2:18:28–2:18:30Heaven bless you.
  1818. 2:18:30–2:18:32Speaking in Sanskrit.
  1819. 2:18:32–2:18:36Ah, Maitreya, rising, you are very welcome.
  1820. 2:18:36–2:18:38Here is a seat.
  1821. 2:18:38–2:18:40Pray be seated.
  1822. 2:18:40–2:18:44When you are seated, madam, they both seat themselves.
  1823. 2:18:44–2:18:54the merchant's son well? Well, madam. Tell me, good Maitreya, do friends, like birds, yet
  1824. 2:18:54–2:19:01seek a shelter free. Beneath the modest boughs of this fair tree, whose leaves are virtues,
  1825. 2:19:01–2:19:06confidence its fruit, its blossoms honour, good its precious fruit?
  1826. 2:19:06–2:19:13Aside, a good description by a naughty woman. Allowed, they do, indeed.
  1827. 2:19:13–2:19:16Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming?
  1828. 2:19:16–2:19:22Listen, madam, the excellent Charodata folds his hands and requests.
  1829. 2:19:22–2:19:26Folding her hands and commands.
  1830. 2:19:26–2:19:31He says he imagined that that golden casket was his own and gambled it away.
  1831. 2:19:31–2:19:37And nobody knows where the gambling master has gone, for he is employed in the king's business.
  1832. 2:19:37–2:19:40Mistress, I congratulate you.
  1833. 2:19:40–2:19:43The gentleman has turned gambler.
  1834. 2:19:43–2:19:46Aside, it was stolen by a thief.
  1835. 2:19:46–2:19:50And he is so proud that he says he gambled it away.
  1836. 2:19:50–2:19:53I love him for that.
  1837. 2:19:53–2:19:59He requests that you will therefore be good enough to accept in its place this necklace of pearls.
  1838. 2:20:00–2:20:06Aside, shall I show him the jewels? Reflecting, no, not yet.
  1839. 2:20:06–2:20:09Why don't you take this necklace?
  1840. 2:20:09–2:20:14Laughs and looks at her friend. Why should I not take the necklace?
  1841. 2:20:14–2:20:23My Trier, she takes it and lays it away. Aside, how is it possible that drops of honey fall from the mango tree?
  1842. 2:20:23–2:20:26Even after its blossoms are gone?
  1843. 2:20:26–2:20:27Aloud!
  1844. 2:20:27–2:20:28Sir!
  1845. 2:20:28–2:20:34Pray tell the worthy gambler Charu Dutta in my name that I shall pay him a visit this evening.
  1846. 2:20:34–2:20:36Aside!
  1847. 2:20:36–2:20:39What else does she expect to get out of a visit to our house?
  1848. 2:20:39–2:20:41Aloud!
  1849. 2:20:41–2:20:42Madam!
  1850. 2:20:42–2:20:46I will tell him, aside, to have nothing more to do with this courtesan.
  1851. 2:20:46–2:20:47Exit!
  1852. 2:20:47–2:20:50Take these jewels, girl.
  1853. 2:20:50–2:20:53Let us go and bring cheer to Charodatta.
  1854. 2:20:53–2:20:58But Mistress, see, an untimely storm is gathering.
  1855. 2:20:59–2:21:02The clouds may come, the rain may fall forever.
  1856. 2:21:03–2:21:05The night may blacken in the sky above.
  1857. 2:21:05–2:21:07For this I care not.
  1858. 2:21:07–2:21:09Now I will not waver.
  1859. 2:21:09–2:21:12My heart is journeying to him I love.
  1860. 2:21:12–2:21:16Take the necklace, girl, and come quickly.
  1861. 2:21:16–2:21:17Exceint Omnis.
  1862. 2:21:17–2:21:25The love-lawn Charodata appears, seated.
  1863. 2:21:25–2:21:33Looks up, an untimely storm is gathering. For see, the peacocks gaze and lift their fans on high.
  1864. 2:21:33–2:21:40The swans forget their purpose to depart. The untimely storm afflicts the blackened sky.
  1865. 2:21:40–2:21:47And the wistful lovers' heart. And again, the wet bull's belly wears no deeper dye.
  1866. 2:21:47–2:21:55eye. In flashing lightning's golden mantle clad. While cranes, his buglers, make the
  1867. 2:21:55–2:22:04heaven glad, the cloud, a second Vishnu, mounts the sky, and yet again, as dark as Vishnu's
  1868. 2:22:04–2:22:12form, with circling cranes, to trumpet him, instead of bugle strains, and garments in
  1869. 2:22:12–2:22:20lightning-silken robe approaches now the harbinger of rains. When lightning's lamp is lit,
  1870. 2:22:20–2:22:27the silver river, impetuous falls from out the cloudy womb, like severed lace from heaven-cloaking
  1871. 2:22:27–2:22:34bloom. It gleams an instant, then is gone forever, like shoaling fishers, or like dolphins
  1872. 2:22:34–2:22:42shy or like to swans toward heaven's vault that fly. Like paired flamingos, mailed and
  1873. 2:22:42–2:22:49made together, like mighty pinnacles that tower on high, in thousand forms the tumbling clouds
  1874. 2:22:49–2:22:57embrace. Though torn by winds, they gather, interlace, and paint the ample canvas of
  1875. 2:22:57–2:23:04the sky. The sky is black as Drita Rastra's face, proud as the champion of Kuru's race.
  1876. 2:23:04–2:23:08The haughty peacock shrills his joy abroad.
  1877. 2:23:08–2:23:14The cuckoo, in Yudhishtira's sad case, is forced to wander if he would not die.
  1878. 2:23:14–2:23:23The swans must leave their forest homes and fly, like Pandu's sons, to seek an unknown place.
  1879. 2:23:23–2:23:29Reflecting. It is long since Maitreya went to visit Vasanthasena.
  1880. 2:23:29–2:23:34and even yet he does not come. Enter Matreya.
  1881. 2:23:34–2:23:41Can found the courtesans avarice in her incivility. To think of her making so short a story of it.
  1882. 2:23:41–2:23:45Over and over she repeats something about the affection she feels.
  1883. 2:23:45–2:23:51And then without more ado she pockets the necklace. She is rich enough so that she might at least have said,
  1884. 2:23:51–2:23:57Good matreya, rest a little, you must not go until you have had a cup to drink.
  1885. 2:23:57–2:24:02Can found the courtesan? I hope Ill never set eyes on her again.
  1886. 2:24:02–2:24:10Wearily, the proverb is right, it is hard to find a lotus plant without a root, a merchant who never
  1887. 2:24:10–2:24:16cheats, a goldsmith who never steals, a village gathering without a fight, and a courtesan
  1888. 2:24:16–2:24:22without avarice. Well, Ill find my friend and persuade him to have nothing more to do with
  1889. 2:24:22–2:24:29this courtesan. He walks about until he discovers Charada. Ah, my good friend is sitting in
  1890. 2:24:29–2:24:37the orchard. I, LL, go to him. Approaching, Heaven bless you. May happiness be yours.
  1891. 2:24:37–2:24:46Looking up, ah, my friend Maitreya has returned. You are very welcome, my friend. Pre-be-seated.
  1892. 2:24:46–2:24:48Thank you.
  1893. 2:24:48–2:24:51Tell me of your errand, my friend.
  1894. 2:24:51–2:24:54My errand went all wrong.
  1895. 2:24:54–2:24:58What? Did she not accept the necklace?
  1896. 2:24:58–2:25:00How could we expect such a piece of luck?
  1897. 2:25:00–2:25:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1898. 2:25:02–2:25:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1899. 2:25:04–2:25:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1900. 2:25:06–2:25:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1901. 2:25:08–2:25:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1902. 2:25:10–2:25:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1903. 2:25:12–2:25:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1904. 2:25:14–2:25:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1905. 2:25:16–2:25:22bite or a drink out of it. Not so. My friend, she showed her trust in
  1906. 2:25:22–2:25:28leaving us her treasure. The price of confidence has no less measure.
  1907. 2:25:28–2:25:34Now look here, I have a second grievance. She tipped her friend the wink, covered her
  1908. 2:25:34–2:25:40face with the hem of her dress, and laughed at me, and so, brahmin' though I am, I hereby
  1909. 2:25:40–2:25:44fall on my face before you and beg you not to have anything more to do with this
  1910. 2:25:44–2:25:48That sort of society does any amount of damage.
  1911. 2:25:48–2:25:51A courtesan is like a pebble in your shoe.
  1912. 2:25:51–2:25:53It hurts before you get rid of it.
  1913. 2:25:53–2:26:03And one thing more, my friend, a courtesan, an elephant, a scribe, a mendicant friar, a swindler, and an ass wear these dwell.
  1914. 2:26:03–2:26:05Not even rogues are born.
  1915. 2:26:05–2:26:10Oh, my friend, a truce to all your detraction.
  1916. 2:26:10–2:26:18My poverty of itself prevents me. For consider, the horse would gladly hasten here and there.
  1917. 2:26:18–2:26:25But his legs fail him. For his breath departs, so men's vain wishes wander everywhere.
  1918. 2:26:25–2:26:38Then, weary grown, return into their hearts, then too, my friend, if wealth is thine, the maid is thine, for maids are won by gold.
  1919. 2:26:38–2:26:43Aside, and not by virtue cold.
  1920. 2:26:43–2:26:45Allowed.
  1921. 2:26:45–2:26:50But wealth is now no longer mine, and her I may not hold.
  1922. 2:26:50–2:26:54Looks down, aside, from the way he looks up in size.
  1923. 2:26:54–2:26:59I conclude that my effort to distract him has simply increased his longing.
  1924. 2:26:59–2:27:02The proverb is right, you can't reason with a lover.
  1925. 2:27:02–2:27:03Allowed.
  1926. 2:27:03–2:27:08Well, she told me to tell you that she would have to come here this evening.
  1927. 2:27:08–2:27:14I suppose she isn't satisfied with the necklace and is coming to look for something else.
  1928. 2:27:14–2:27:16Let her come, my friend.
  1929. 2:27:16–2:27:19She shall not depart unsatisfied.
  1930. 2:27:19–2:27:21Enter kumbhilka.
  1931. 2:27:21–2:27:22Listen.
  1932. 2:27:22–2:27:23Good people.
  1933. 2:27:23–2:27:30The more it rains in sheets, the more my skin gets wet, the more the cold wind beats, the
  1934. 2:27:30–2:27:33more I shake and fret.
  1935. 2:27:33–2:27:36He bursts out laughing.
  1936. 2:27:36–2:27:40I make the sweet flute speak from seven holes.
  1937. 2:27:40–2:27:44I make the loud flute speak on seven strings.
  1938. 2:27:44–2:27:47In singing, I essay the donkey's rolls.
  1939. 2:27:47–2:27:51No god can match my music when he sings.
  1940. 2:27:51–2:27:59My mistress, Vasantasina, said to me, Cumbulaka, go and tell Charu Dutta that I am coming.
  1941. 2:27:59–2:28:01So here I am.
  1942. 2:28:01–2:28:03On my way to Charu Dutta's house.
  1943. 2:28:03–2:28:05He walks about.
  1944. 2:28:05–2:28:10And as he enters, discovers Charodata.
  1945. 2:28:10–2:28:12Here is Charodata in the orchard.
  1946. 2:28:12–2:28:15And here is that wretched jack-o'-nape's.
  1947. 2:28:15–2:28:16Two.
  1948. 2:28:16–2:28:17Well.
  1949. 2:28:17–2:28:18I'll go up to them.
  1950. 2:28:18–2:28:19What?
  1951. 2:28:19–2:28:21The orchard gate is shut.
  1952. 2:28:21–2:28:22Good.
  1953. 2:28:22–2:28:25I'll give this jack-o'-nape's a hint.
  1954. 2:28:25–2:28:27He throws lumps of mud.
  1955. 2:28:27–2:28:34Well, who is this pelting me with mud, as if I were an apple tree inside of a fence?
  1956. 2:28:34–2:28:39doubtless the pigeons that play on the roof of the garden house.
  1957. 2:28:39–2:28:44Wait a minute, you confounded pigeon, with this stick I'll bring you down from the roof
  1958. 2:28:44–2:28:51to the ground. Like an overripe mango, he raises his stick and starts to run.
  1959. 2:28:51–2:28:58Holding him back by the sacred cord. Sit down, my friend, what do you mean? Leave the poor
  1960. 2:28:58–2:29:01pigeon alone with his mate.
  1961. 2:29:01–2:29:10What? He sees the pigeon and doesn't see me. Good. I'll hit him again with another lump of mud. He does so.
  1962. 2:29:10–2:29:17Looks about him. What? Cumbulaka? I'll be with you in a minute. He approaches and opens the gate.
  1963. 2:29:17–2:29:22Well, Cumbulaka, come in. I'm glad to see you.
  1964. 2:29:22–2:29:25Enters. I salute you, sir.
  1965. 2:29:25–2:29:30Where do you come from, man, in this rain and darkness?
  1966. 2:29:30–2:29:32You see, she's here.
  1967. 2:29:32–2:29:34Who's she? Who's here?
  1968. 2:29:35–2:29:37She, see, she.
  1969. 2:29:38–2:29:40Look here, you son of a slave.
  1970. 2:29:40–2:29:44What makes you sigh like a half-starbed old beggar in a famine?
  1971. 2:29:44–2:29:46With your, she, she, she.
  1972. 2:29:46–2:29:50And what makes you hoot like an owl with your, who, who, who?
  1973. 2:29:51–2:29:53All right, tell me.
  1974. 2:29:53–2:29:56Aside, suppose I say it this way.
  1975. 2:29:56–2:29:59Allowed, I'll give you a riddle, man.
  1976. 2:29:59–2:30:00In
  1977. 2:30:00–2:30:30नाटक आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव
  1978. 2:30:30–2:30:34You fool, in spring, in vasanta.
  1979. 2:30:34–2:30:39Returns to kumbolaka. You fool, in spring, in vasanta.
  1980. 2:30:39–2:30:44Now ILL give you another. Who guards thriving villages?
  1981. 2:30:44–2:30:46Why, the guard?
  1982. 2:30:46–2:30:49Laughing. Wrong.
  1983. 2:30:49–2:30:58Well, I'm stuck. Reflecting. Good. I'll ask charadatta again. He returns and puts the question to charadatta.
  1984. 2:30:58–2:31:02The army, my friend, the sena
  1985. 2:31:02–2:31:07Comes back to kumbolaka, the army, you jackass, the sena
  1986. 2:31:07–2:31:11Now put the two together and say, M fast
  1987. 2:31:11–2:31:13Sena vasanta
  1988. 2:31:13–2:31:16Say it turned around
  1989. 2:31:16–2:31:19Turns around, sena vasanta
  1990. 2:31:19–2:31:24You fool, you jacka-napes, turn the parts of the thing around
  1991. 2:31:24–2:31:28turns his feet around, Sena Vasanta.
  1992. 2:31:28–2:31:32You fool! Turn the parts of the word around.
  1993. 2:31:32–2:31:35After reflection, Vasanta Sena.
  1994. 2:31:35–2:31:37She's here.
  1995. 2:31:37–2:31:39Then I must tell Charadatta.
  1996. 2:31:39–2:31:44Approaching, well, Charadatta, your creditor is here.
  1997. 2:31:44–2:31:48How should a creditor come into my family?
  1998. 2:31:48–2:31:51Not in the family perhaps, but at the door.
  1999. 2:31:51–2:31:53Vasanta Sena is here.
  2000. 2:31:53–2:31:56Why do you deceive me, my friend?
  2001. 2:31:56–2:32:00If you can't trust me, then ask Kumbulaka here.
  2002. 2:32:00–2:32:03Kumbulaka, you jackass, come here.
  2003. 2:32:04–2:32:07Approaching. I salute you, sir.
  2004. 2:32:07–2:32:13You are welcome, my good fellow. Tell me, is Wusanta Sina really here?
  2005. 2:32:13–2:32:18Yes, she's here. Wusanta Sina is here.
  2006. 2:32:18–2:32:25Joyfully, my good fellow, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded.
  2007. 2:32:25–2:32:30Take this as your recompense. He gives him his mantle.
  2008. 2:32:30–2:32:36Take it and boughs. Gleefully, I'll tell my mistress.
  2009. 2:32:36–2:32:38Exit.
  2010. 2:32:38–2:32:41Do you see why she comes in a storm like this?
  2011. 2:32:41–2:32:45I do not quite understand, my friend.
  2012. 2:32:45–2:32:51I know, she has an idea that the pearl necklace is cheap, and the golden casket expensive.
  2013. 2:32:51–2:32:56She isn't satisfied, and she has come to look for something more.
  2014. 2:32:56–2:33:02Aside, she shall not depart unsatisfied.
  2015. 2:33:02–2:33:05Then enter the love-lawn Vasanticina.
  2016. 2:33:05–2:33:07In a splendid garment.
  2017. 2:33:07–2:33:08Fit.
  2018. 2:33:08–2:33:11For a woman who goes to meet her lover.
  2019. 2:33:11–2:33:13A maid with an umbrella.
  2020. 2:33:13–2:33:15The courtier
  2021. 2:33:15–2:33:21Referring to Versanticina, Lakshmi without the lotus flower is she,
  2022. 2:33:21–2:33:24loveliest arrow of God, come as bow.
  2023. 2:33:24–2:33:28The sweetest blossom on love's magic tree.
  2024. 2:33:28–2:33:32See how she moves. So gracefully and slow.
  2025. 2:33:32–2:33:36In passion's hour she still loves modesty.
  2026. 2:33:36–2:33:39In her. Good wives, their dearest sorrow know.
  2027. 2:33:39–2:33:46When passion's drama shall enacted be When on love stage appears the passing show,
  2028. 2:33:46–2:33:53A host of wanderers shall bend them low, Glad to be slaves in such captivity.
  2029. 2:33:53–2:33:59See, Vasantasina, see, The clouds hang drooping to the mountain peaks,
  2030. 2:33:59–2:34:04Like a maiden's heart, That distant lover seeks.
  2031. 2:34:04–2:34:08The peacocks startle when the thunder booms
  2032. 2:34:08–2:34:11and fan the heaven with all their jeweled plumes
  2033. 2:34:11–2:34:17and again mud-stained and pelted by the streaming rain.
  2034. 2:34:17–2:34:20To drink the falling drops, the frogs are fain.
  2035. 2:34:20–2:34:24Full-throated peacocks love shrill passion show
  2036. 2:34:24–2:34:28and neeper flowers like brilliant candles glow.
  2037. 2:34:28–2:34:32Unfaithful clouds obscure the hostage moon
  2038. 2:34:32–2:34:39Like naves, unworthy of so dear a boon, like some poor maid of better breeding bear,
  2039. 2:34:39–2:34:43the impatient lightning rests not anywhere.
  2040. 2:34:43–2:34:46Sir, what you say is most true.
  2041. 2:34:46–2:34:53For the night, an angry rival, bars my way, her thunder's fain would check and hinder me.
  2042. 2:34:53–2:34:57Fond fool, with him I love thou shalt not stay.
  2043. 2:34:57–2:34:59T is I, T is I.
  2044. 2:35:00–2:35:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2045. 2:35:06–2:35:11विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2046. 2:35:11–2:35:15विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2047. 2:35:15–2:35:18विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2048. 2:35:18–2:35:24must remember, the clouds may rain, may thunder may so bold, may flash the lightning from
  2049. 2:35:24–2:35:32the sky above. That woman little wrecks of heat, or cold. Who journeys to her law?
  2050. 2:35:32–2:35:39But see, Vasantasina, another cloud, spared by the fickle fury of the air a flood of
  2051. 2:35:39–2:35:47arrows in his rushing streams. His drum, the roaring thunder's mighty blare. His banner,
  2052. 2:35:47–2:35:55Lightnings' awful gleams, rages within the sky, and shows him bold, mid-beams that to
  2053. 2:35:55–2:36:03the moon allegiance, oh, like a hero king within the hostile hold of his unwarlike foe.
  2054. 2:36:03–2:36:11True, true, and more than this, as darker's elephants, these clouds alone fall like a
  2055. 2:36:11–2:36:17cruel dart with streaks of lightning and with white birds strewn to wound my wretched heart.
  2056. 2:36:17–2:36:26But, oh, why should the heron, bird of doom, with that perfidious sound, off, rain, rain,
  2057. 2:36:26–2:36:30rain, grim summons to the tomb?
  2058. 2:36:30–2:36:36For her who spends her lonely hours in blooms true salt upon the wound?
  2059. 2:36:36–2:36:37Very true.
  2060. 2:36:37–2:36:39Vasantesina.
  2061. 2:36:39–2:36:40And yet again.
  2062. 2:36:40–2:36:46It seems as if the sky would take the guise of some fierce elephant to service bread.
  2063. 2:36:46–2:36:52The lightning like a waving streamer flies, And white cranes serve to deck his mighty
  2064. 2:36:52–2:36:53head.
  2065. 2:36:53–2:37:00But look, serve, look, clouds, Black as wet tamala leaves,
  2066. 2:37:00–2:37:07The ball of heaven hide from our sight, Rain smitten homes of ants decay and fall,
  2067. 2:37:07–2:37:12Like beasts that arrows smite, Like golden lambs within a lordly hall.
  2068. 2:37:12–2:37:19the lightnings bright, as when men steal the wife of some base-troll. Clouds rob the moon
  2069. 2:37:19–2:37:21of light.
  2070. 2:37:21–2:37:30See, Vasantasina. See, clouds. Harnessed in the lightning's gleams, like charging elephants
  2071. 2:37:30–2:37:38dash by. At Indra's bidding. Pour their streams. Until with silver cords it seems. That earth
  2072. 2:37:38–2:37:46is linked with sky and look yonder. As herds of buffaloes, the clouds are black. The winds
  2073. 2:37:46–2:37:53deny them ease. They fly on lightning wings and little lack of seeming troubled seas. Smitten
  2074. 2:37:53–2:38:01with falling drops, the fragrance odd upon whose bosom greenest grass is nod, seems pierced
  2075. 2:38:01–2:38:09with pearls. Each pearl an arrowy rod. And here is yet another cloud. The peacock's shrill
  2076. 2:38:09–2:38:17voiced cry. Emplause it to draw nigh. An ardent cranes on high. Abrace it lovingly. The
  2077. 2:38:17–2:38:23wistful swans are spying. The lotus sweet as sky. The darkest colors lie. On heaven
  2078. 2:38:23–2:38:29clingingly. True. For see. A thousand lotuses that bloom
  2079. 2:38:29–2:38:36by night, a thousand blooming when the day is bright, nor close nor open their eyes to
  2080. 2:38:36–2:38:44heaven's sight. There is no night nor day. The face of heaven, thus shrouded in the night,
  2081. 2:38:44–2:38:50is only for a single instant bright. When momentary lightning gives us sight, else is
  2082. 2:38:50–2:38:56it dark all way. Now sleeps the world as still as in the night, within the house
  2083. 2:38:56–2:39:03House of rain where nought is bright, Where hosts of swollen clouds seen to our sight,
  2084. 2:39:03–2:39:05One covering veil of grey.
  2085. 2:39:05–2:39:10True and see, the stars are lost like mercies given
  2086. 2:39:10–2:39:14To men of evil heart, like lonely parted wives,
  2087. 2:39:14–2:39:22The heaven sees all her charms depart, And molten in the cruel heat of Indra's
  2088. 2:39:22–2:39:26It seems, as if the sky fell at our feet.
  2089. 2:39:26–2:39:34In liquid, flowing streams and yet again, the clouds first darkly rise, then darkly fall,
  2090. 2:39:34–2:39:41sent forth their floods of rain and thunder wall, assuming postures strange and manifold.
  2091. 2:39:41–2:39:45Like men but newly blessed with wealth untold.
  2092. 2:39:45–2:39:46True.
  2093. 2:39:46–2:39:50The heaven is radiant with the lightning's glare.
  2094. 2:39:50–2:39:53Its laughter is the cry of myriad cranes.
  2095. 2:39:53–2:39:54Its voice.
  2096. 2:39:54–2:39:57The bolts that whistle through the air.
  2097. 2:39:57–2:39:59Its dance.
  2098. 2:39:59–2:40:00That bow whose a-
  2099. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2100. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2101. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2102. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2103. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2104. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2105. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2106. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2107. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2108. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2109. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2110. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2111. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2112. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2113. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2114. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2115. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2116. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2117. 2:40:00–2:40:00F
  2118. 2:40:00–2:40:02विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2119. 2:40:02–2:40:04विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2120. 2:40:04–2:40:06विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2121. 2:40:06–2:40:08विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2122. 2:40:08–2:40:10विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2123. 2:40:10–2:40:12विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2124. 2:40:12–2:40:17Shameless sky, to thunder thus, while I, to him I love drawn I.
  2125. 2:40:17–2:40:21Why do thy thunders frighten me in pain?
  2126. 2:40:21–2:40:24Why am I seized upon by hands of rain?
  2127. 2:40:24–2:40:29O Indra, mighty Indra, did I then give thee of my love before?
  2128. 2:40:29–2:40:33That now thy clouds like mighty lions roar?
  2129. 2:40:33–2:40:37Ah no, thou shouldst not send thy streaming rain.
  2130. 2:40:37–2:40:40To fill my journey to my love with pain.
  2131. 2:40:40–2:40:49Remember, for ahalya's sweet sake thou once didst lie, Thou knowest lover's pain, as thou didst suffer then.
  2132. 2:40:49–2:40:57Now suffer I, O cruel, cease thy reign, and yet, Thunder in rain and light in hundredfold,
  2133. 2:40:57–2:41:02forth from thy sky above, The woman pounced thou not delay nor hold.
  2134. 2:41:02–2:41:04Who journeys to her lough?
  2135. 2:41:04–2:41:07Let thunder's roar, for men work rule ever.
  2136. 2:41:07–2:41:12But, oh, thou maiden lightning, didst thou never,
  2137. 2:41:12–2:41:15no pains that maidens know.
  2138. 2:41:15–2:41:18But, mistress, do not scold the lightning.
  2139. 2:41:18–2:41:22She is your friend, this golden cord that trembles
  2140. 2:41:22–2:41:26on the breast of great Eravator.
  2141. 2:41:26–2:41:31Upon the crest of rocky hills this banner all ablaze.
  2142. 2:41:31–2:41:38This lamp in Indra's palace. But most blessed. As telling where your most beloved stays.
  2143. 2:41:38–2:41:42And here, sir, is his house.
  2144. 2:41:42–2:42:00You know all the arts. And need no instruction now. Yet love bids me prattle. When you enter here, you must not show yourself too angry. Where anger is, their love is not. Or no? Except for anger hot.
  2145. 2:42:00–2:42:07There is no love. Be angry. Make him angry, then. Be kind. And make him kind again, the
  2146. 2:42:07–2:42:15man you love. So much for that. Who is there? Let Charodata know. That while clouds look
  2147. 2:42:15–2:42:22beautiful. And in the hour? Fragrant with neeper and cadamba flower. She comes to see
  2148. 2:42:22–2:42:29her lover. Very wet. With dripping locks. But pleased and loving yet. Though lightning
  2149. 2:42:29–2:42:37and though thunder terrifies, she comes to see you. T is for you, she sighs. The mud still
  2150. 2:42:37–2:42:43soils the anklets on her feet. But in a moment she will have them sweet.
  2151. 2:42:43–2:42:48Listening, my friend, free discover what this means.
  2152. 2:42:48–2:42:54Yes, sir. He approaches Vasantasina. Respectfully, heaven bless you.
  2153. 2:42:54–2:43:03I salute you, sir, I am very glad to see you. To the courtier, sir, the meet with the umbrella
  2154. 2:43:03–2:43:05is at your service."
  2155. 2:43:05–2:43:14Aside. A very clever way to get rid of me. Allowed. Thank you. And Mistress Vasanticina.
  2156. 2:43:14–2:43:20Pride and tricks and lies and fraud. Are in your face. False playground of the lustful
  2157. 2:43:20–2:43:30God. Such is your face. The wench is stock in trade. In fine. Epitome of joy is divine.
  2158. 2:43:30–2:43:39I mean, your face for sale. The price is courtesy. I trust you'll find a man to buy. Your face?
  2159. 2:43:39–2:43:43Exit. Good my trail. Where is your gambler?
  2160. 2:43:43–2:43:51aside gambler ah she's paying a compliment to my friend allowed madam here he is in the dry orchard
  2161. 2:43:53–2:43:59but sir what do you call a dry orchard madam it's a place where there's nothing to eat or drink
  2162. 2:43:59–2:44:08vasantasina smiles pray enter madam aside to her mead what shall i see when i enter
  2163. 2:44:08–2:44:12Gambla, what luck this evening?
  2164. 2:44:12–2:44:16Quote, Shall I dare to see it?
  2165. 2:44:16–2:44:20When the time comes, it will say itself.
  2166. 2:44:20–2:44:22Enter, madam.
  2167. 2:44:22–2:44:28Enters, approaches Charuditta, and strikes him with the flowers which she holds.
  2168. 2:44:28–2:44:33Well, Gambla, what luck this evening?
  2169. 2:44:33–2:44:42her, ah, Vasantesena is here, he rises joyfully, oh, my beloved, my evenings pass in watching
  2170. 2:44:42–2:44:44ever.
  2171. 2:44:44–2:44:46My nights from sighs are never free.
  2172. 2:44:46–2:44:52This evening cannot else than sever in bringing you, my grief in me.
  2173. 2:44:52–2:44:58You are very, very welcome, here is the seat, pray be seated.
  2174. 2:44:58–2:45:00Here is a seat, be seated.
  2175. 2:45:00–2:45:30विसंतसीना शिट्स बन ती अधर्स बज्सी, मैझ्व्रिन्द, द्रिप्प्विंट फ्लुवर्द देख्स हर्यर, द्रूप्स डावन, आन वान स्वीद ब्रेस्ट, अनोविन्ट दिज, लाइक प्रिंस वो वेस्द विश्द ख्राण, विद्व्रिन्द ब्लेस्ट मैझ्व
  2176. 2:45:30–2:45:32My Traeha, do you stay here?
  2177. 2:45:32–2:45:35I will wait upon my Mistress.
  2178. 2:45:35–2:45:37She does so.
  2179. 2:45:37–2:45:43Aside to Charodata, my friend, I'd just like to ask the lady a question.
  2180. 2:45:43–2:45:44Then do so.
  2181. 2:45:44–2:45:45Allowed.
  2182. 2:45:45–2:45:49Madam, what made you come here, when it is so stormy and dark that you can't see
  2183. 2:45:49–2:45:51the moon?
  2184. 2:45:51–2:45:56Mistress, the Brahmin is very plain spoken.
  2185. 2:45:56–2:45:59You might better call him Pleveur.
  2186. 2:45:59–2:46:05My mistress came to ask how much that pearl necklace is worth.
  2187. 2:46:05–2:46:08Aside to Charodota, there, I told you so.
  2188. 2:46:08–2:46:13She thinks the pearl necklace is cheap, and the golden casket is expensive.
  2189. 2:46:13–2:46:18She isn't satisfied, she has come to look for something more.
  2190. 2:46:18–2:46:24For my mistress imagined that it was her own, and gambled it away, and nobody knows where
  2191. 2:46:24–2:46:30the gambling master has gone, for he is employed in the king's business.
  2192. 2:46:30–2:46:35Madam, you are simply repeating what somebody said before.
  2193. 2:46:35–2:46:42While we are looking for him, pray take this golden casket. She displays the casket. My
  2194. 2:46:42–2:46:49tray hesitates. Sir, you examine it very closely. Did you ever see it before?
  2195. 2:46:49–2:46:54No, madam, but the skillful workmanship captivates the eye.
  2196. 2:46:54–2:47:00Your eyes deceive you, sir. This is the golden casket.
  2197. 2:47:00–2:47:08Joyfully. Well, my friend, here is the golden casket, the very one that thieves stole from our house.
  2198. 2:47:08–2:47:22My friend, the artifice we tried before. Her stolen treasure to Risto is practiced now on us. But no, I cannot think, T is really so.
  2199. 2:47:22–2:47:26But it is so, I swear it on my brahmin hood.
  2200. 2:47:26–2:47:28This is welcome news.
  2201. 2:47:28–2:47:33Aside to Charodhata, I'm going to ask where they found it.
  2202. 2:47:33–2:47:35I see no harm in that.
  2203. 2:47:35–2:47:38Whispers in the maid's ear. There.
  2204. 2:47:38–2:47:42Whispers in my tray's ear. So there.
  2205. 2:47:42–2:47:46What is it? And why are we left out?
  2206. 2:47:46–2:47:49Whispers in Charada's ear. So there.
  2207. 2:47:49–2:47:54My good girl, is this really the same golden casket?
  2208. 2:47:54–2:47:58Yes. Sir, the very same.
  2209. 2:47:58–2:48:04My good girl, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded.
  2210. 2:48:04–2:48:12Take this ring as your recompense. He looks at his finger, notices that the ring is gone,
  2211. 2:48:12–2:48:15and betrays his embarrassment.
  2212. 2:48:15–2:48:19To herself, I love you for that.
  2213. 2:48:19–2:48:26Aside to Maitreya, alas, when in this world a man has lost his all, why should he set
  2214. 2:48:26–2:48:33his heart on longer life? His angers and his favours fruitless fall, his purposes and
  2215. 2:48:33–2:48:40powers are all its strife. Like wingless birds, dry pools, or withered trees, like
  2216. 2:48:40–2:48:48famless snakes, the poor are like to these. Like man-deserted houses, blasted trees,
  2217. 2:48:48–2:48:54like empty wells, the poor are like to these. For them no pleasant hours serve
  2218. 2:48:54–2:48:59happy ends. They are forgotten of their sometime friends.
  2219. 2:48:59–2:49:02But you must not grieve thus beyond reason.
  2220. 2:49:02–2:49:08He bursts out laughing, aloud, Madam, please give me back my bath cloud.
  2221. 2:49:08–2:49:14Charu Dutta, it was not right that you should show your distrust of me by sending me this
  2222. 2:49:14–2:49:16pearl necklace.
  2223. 2:49:16–2:49:24With an embarrassed smile, but remember, Vasanthasena, who will believe the truth?
  2224. 2:49:24–2:49:25Suspicion now is sure.
  2225. 2:49:25–2:49:28This world will show no wrath.
  2226. 2:49:28–2:49:30the inglorious poor.
  2227. 2:49:30–2:49:35Tell me, girl, are you going to sleep here tonight?
  2228. 2:49:35–2:49:41Laughing, but good my Traeha, you show yourself most remarkably plain spoken now.
  2229. 2:49:41–2:49:48See, my friend, the rain enters again in great streams, as if it wanted to drive people
  2230. 2:49:48–2:49:52away when they are sitting comfortably together.
  2231. 2:49:52–2:49:57You are quite right, the falling waters pierce the cloud.
  2232. 2:49:57–2:50:00As Lutus shoots the soil and tastes the soil.
  2233. 2:50:00–2:50:05The face of heaven shrouds, Who weeps the moon's wane toil,
  2234. 2:50:05–2:50:10And again, in streams as pure as thoughts to good men given,
  2235. 2:50:10–2:50:16But merciless as darts that Arjun hurls, And black as Baladeva's cloak,
  2236. 2:50:16–2:50:21The heaven seems to pour out all Indra's hoarded pearls.
  2237. 2:50:21–2:50:27See, my beloved, see, The heaven is painted with the blackest dye,
  2238. 2:50:27–2:50:35Infant by cool and fragrant evening airs, red lightning, glad in union, clasps the sky,
  2239. 2:50:35–2:50:44with voluntary arms, and shows on high, the love that made an heart to lover bears.
  2240. 2:50:44–2:50:50Vasantasina betrays her passion and throws her arms about Charudatta.
  2241. 2:50:50–2:50:55Charudatta feels her touch and embraces her.
  2242. 2:50:55–2:51:01O grimly yet, O thunder, boom, for by Thy grace and power,
  2243. 2:51:01–2:51:07My love-destructed limbs now bloom, Like the Kadamba flower, her dear touch
  2244. 2:51:07–2:51:13All my bean-thrills, and love my inmost spirit fills.
  2245. 2:51:13–2:51:20Can found you, storm, you are no gentleman To frighten the lady with the lightning.
  2246. 2:51:20–2:51:22Do not rebuke the storm.
  2247. 2:51:22–2:51:26My friend, let's ceaseless reign a hundred years in dear.
  2248. 2:51:26–2:51:33The lightning quiver, and the thunder-peel, for what I deemed impossible is show.
  2249. 2:51:33–2:51:36Her dear loved arms about my neck I feel.
  2250. 2:51:36–2:51:41And oh, my friend, he only knows what riches are.
  2251. 2:51:41–2:51:44Whose love comes to him from afar.
  2252. 2:51:44–2:51:47Whose arms that dearest form enfold.
  2253. 2:51:47–2:51:57yet with rain, tea is wet and cold. Vasantasena, my beloved, the masonry is shaken, and so old,
  2254. 2:51:57–2:52:04the awning, that, tea will not much longer hold. Heavy with water is the painted wall,
  2255. 2:52:04–2:52:13from which dissolving bits of mortar fall. He looks up. The rainbow, see, my beloved,
  2256. 2:52:13–2:52:23See how they yawn. The cloudy jaws of heaven, as by a tongue, by forked lightning-riven,
  2257. 2:52:23–2:52:29and to the sky-great Indra's fiery bow. In lieu of high uplifted arms is given.
  2258. 2:52:29–2:52:38Come, let us seek a shelter. He rises and walks about. On palm trees shrill. On thickets
  2259. 2:52:38–2:52:49Still on boulders dashing, on waters splashing, like a lute that smitten sings. The rainy music rings.
  2260. 2:52:49–2:52:58Excent Omnis. Enter a maid.
  2261. 2:52:58–2:53:00Isn't my mistress awake yet?
  2262. 2:53:00–2:53:04Well, I must go in and wake her.
  2263. 2:53:04–2:53:05She walks about.
  2264. 2:53:05–2:53:07The Santa Cena appears.
  2265. 2:53:07–2:53:10Dressed, but still asleep.
  2266. 2:53:10–2:53:12The maid discovers her.
  2267. 2:53:12–2:53:15It is time to get up.
  2268. 2:53:15–2:53:17Mistress, the morning is here.
  2269. 2:53:17–2:53:21Awakening, what is the night over?
  2270. 2:53:21–2:53:23Is it morning?
  2271. 2:53:23–2:53:25For us it is morning.
  2272. 2:53:25–2:53:29for my mistress it appears to be night still.
  2273. 2:53:29–2:53:32But girl, where is your gamela?
  2274. 2:53:32–2:53:41Mistress, after giving Vardamannaka his orders, Charudatta went to the old garden pushparkaranda.
  2275. 2:53:41–2:53:43What orders?
  2276. 2:53:43–2:53:46To have the bullock cart ready before daylight.
  2277. 2:53:46–2:53:51For, he said, the Santasena was to come.
  2278. 2:53:51–2:53:53Where, girl?
  2279. 2:53:53–2:54:00Charu Datta is. Embraces the maid. I did not have a good look at him in the evening. But
  2280. 2:54:00–2:54:09today I shall see him face to face. Tell me, girl, have I found my way into the inner court?
  2281. 2:54:09–2:54:14You have found your way not only into the inner court, but into the heart of everyone
  2282. 2:54:14–2:54:20who lives here. Tell me, are Charu Datta's servants vexed?
  2283. 2:54:20–2:54:21They will be
  2284. 2:54:21–2:54:22When?
  2285. 2:54:22–2:54:26When my mistress goes away
  2286. 2:54:26–2:54:28But not so much as I shall be
  2287. 2:54:28–2:54:29Persuasively
  2288. 2:54:29–2:54:34Here, girl, take this pearl necklace
  2289. 2:54:34–2:54:37You must go and give it to my lady sister
  2290. 2:54:37–2:54:40His good wife, and give her this message
  2291. 2:54:40–2:54:44Worthy Charu Ditta's virtues have won me
  2292. 2:54:44–2:54:48Made me his slave, and therefore your slave also
  2293. 2:54:48–2:54:51And so I hope that these pearls may add on your neck.
  2294. 2:54:52–2:54:55But Mistress, Charidata will be angry with you.
  2295. 2:54:56–2:54:58Though, he will not be angry.
  2296. 2:55:00–2:55:31विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक ना
  2297. 2:55:31–2:55:33little cart.
  2298. 2:55:33–2:55:40Pivishly, I don't like this little clay cart, Radanica. Give me my gold cart.
  2299. 2:55:40–2:55:47Sighing wearily, how should we have anything to do with gold now? My child? When your papa
  2300. 2:55:47–2:55:54is rich again, then you shall have a gold cart to play with. But I'll amuse him by taking
  2301. 2:55:54–2:56:02see the Santasena. She approaches the Santasena. Mistress, my service to you.
  2302. 2:56:02–2:56:10I am glad to see you. Radhanika, but whose little boy is this? He wears no ornaments, yet
  2303. 2:56:10–2:56:18his dear little face makes my heart happy. This is Sherudita's son, Roasena.
  2304. 2:56:18–2:56:26out her arms, thumb, my boy, and put your little arms around me. She takes him on her lap.
  2305. 2:56:26–2:56:34He looks just like his father. More than looks like him. He is like him. At least I think
  2306. 2:56:34–2:56:41so. His father is perfectly devoted to him. But what is he crying about?
  2307. 2:56:41–2:56:47He used to play with a gold cart that belongs to the son of a neighbor. But that was taken
  2308. 2:56:47–2:56:54away. And when he asked for it, I made him this little clay cart. But when I gave it to
  2309. 2:56:54–2:57:02him, he said, I don't like this little clay cart. Radanaka, give me my gold cart.
  2310. 2:57:02–2:57:10Oh, dear, to think that this little fellow has to suffer because others are wealthy. Ah,
  2311. 2:57:10–2:57:16mighty fate, the destinies of men, uncertain as the water drops which fall upon a lotus
  2312. 2:57:16–2:57:24leaf. Seem to be but playthings. Tearfully, don't cry, my child, you shall have a gold
  2313. 2:57:24–2:57:25cart to play with.
  2314. 2:57:25–2:57:26Who is she, Radhanika?
  2315. 2:57:26–2:57:27A slave of your father's, one by his virtues.
  2316. 2:57:27–2:57:28My child, the lady is your mother.
  2317. 2:57:28–2:57:29That's a lie, Radhanika. If the lady is my mother, why does she wear those pretty ornaments?
  2318. 2:57:29–2:57:30My child, the lady is your mother.
  2319. 2:57:30–2:57:31That's a lie, Radhanika. If the lady is my mother, why does she wear those pretty
  2320. 2:57:31–2:57:32ornaments?
  2321. 2:57:32–2:57:33My child, the lady is your mother.
  2322. 2:57:33–2:57:34My child, the lady is your mother.
  2323. 2:57:34–2:57:35My child, the lady is your mother.
  2324. 2:57:35–2:57:36My child, the lady is your mother.
  2325. 2:57:36–2:57:37My child, the lady is your mother.
  2326. 2:57:37–2:57:38My child, the lady is your mother.
  2327. 2:57:38–2:57:39My child, the lady is your mother.
  2328. 2:57:39–2:57:40My child, the lady is your mother.
  2329. 2:57:46–2:57:49Your innocent lips can say terrible things.
  2330. 2:57:50–2:57:51She removes her ornaments.
  2331. 2:57:52–2:57:52Weeping.
  2332. 2:57:53–2:57:54Now I am your mother.
  2333. 2:57:55–2:57:58You shall take these ornaments and have a gold cart made for you.
  2334. 2:58:00–2:58:01Go away.
  2335. 2:58:01–2:58:02I won't take them.
  2336. 2:58:02–2:58:03You're crying.
  2337. 2:58:04–2:58:06Wiping away her tears.
  2338. 2:58:06–2:58:07I'll not cry.
  2339. 2:58:07–2:58:08Dear.
  2340. 2:58:08–2:58:09There.
  2341. 2:58:09–2:58:10Go and play.
  2342. 2:58:10–2:58:13She fills the clay cart with her jewels.
  2343. 2:58:13–2:58:14There.
  2344. 2:58:14–2:58:15Dear.
  2345. 2:58:15–2:58:19You must have a little bold cart mid for you.
  2346. 2:58:19–2:58:24Exit Radanika with Rohasena.
  2347. 2:58:24–2:58:29Enter Vada Manaka, driving a bullet cart.
  2348. 2:58:29–2:58:31Radanika. Radanika.
  2349. 2:58:31–2:58:38Tell Mistress Vasantasena that the covered cart is standing ready at the side door.
  2350. 2:58:38–2:58:42Entering Mistress, Vada Manaka is here,
  2351. 2:58:42–2:58:46and he says that the cart is waiting at the side door.
  2352. 2:58:46–2:58:51He must wait a minute, girl, while I get ready.
  2353. 2:58:51–2:58:57Wait a minute, Vada Menaka, while she gets ready. Exit.
  2354. 2:58:57–2:59:02Hello, I've forgotten the cushion. I must go and get it.
  2355. 2:59:02–2:59:05But the nose rope makes the bullock skittish.
  2356. 2:59:05–2:59:09I suppose I had better take the cart along with me. Exit.
  2357. 2:59:09–2:59:16Bring me my things, girl. I must make myself ready. She does so.
  2358. 2:59:16–2:59:23Enter, driving a bullet cart, Stavaraka, servant to Sansternaka.
  2359. 2:59:23–2:59:28Sansternaka, the king's brother in law, said to me,
  2360. 2:59:28–2:59:35Take a bullet cart, Stavaraka, and come as quick as you can to the Old Garden Pushpacaranda.
  2361. 2:59:35–2:59:43Well, I'm on my way there. Get up! Bullocks! Get up! He drives about and looks around.
  2362. 2:59:43–2:59:51Why? The road is blocked with villagers' carts. What am I to do now? Haughtily! Get out of my way!
  2363. 2:59:51–2:59:58You? Get out of my way! He listens. What's that? You want to know whose cart this is?
  2364. 2:59:58–3:00:00This cart belongs to...
  2365. 3:00:00–3:00:03विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2366. 3:00:03–3:00:06So get out of my way, and this minute.
  2367. 3:00:06–3:00:072.
  2368. 3:00:07–3:00:08He looks about.
  2369. 3:00:08–3:00:09Why?
  2370. 3:00:09–3:00:13Here's a man going in the other direction as fast as he can.
  2371. 3:00:13–3:00:16He is trying to hide like a runaway gambler.
  2372. 3:00:16–3:00:19And he looks at me as if I were the gambling master.
  2373. 3:00:19–3:00:21I wonder who he is.
  2374. 3:00:21–3:00:24But then, what business is it of mine?
  2375. 3:00:24–3:00:27I must get there as soon as I can.
  2376. 3:00:27–3:00:28Get out of my way.
  2377. 3:00:28–3:00:29You villagers.
  2378. 3:00:29–3:00:31Get out of my way.
  2379. 3:00:31–3:00:32What's that?
  2380. 3:00:32–3:00:37You want me to wait a minute and put a shoulder to your wheel? Confound you! A brave man
  2381. 3:00:37–3:00:45like me! That serves Sanktonaka! The king's brother-in-law! Put a shoulder to your wheel!
  2382. 3:00:45–3:00:51After all, the poor fellow is quite alone. I'll do it! I'll stop my cart at the side
  2383. 3:00:51–3:00:57door to Charu Datta's orchard. He does so! I'm coming! Exit!
  2384. 3:00:57–3:01:03Mistress, I think I hear the sound of wheels. The cart must be here.
  2385. 3:01:03–3:01:09Come, girl. My heart grows impatient. Go with me to the side door.
  2386. 3:01:09–3:01:12Follow me, Mistress.
  2387. 3:01:12–3:01:17Walks about. You have earned a rest, girl.
  2388. 3:01:17–3:01:20Thank you, Mistress. Exit.
  2389. 3:01:20–3:01:24Feels her right-eyed twitch as she enters the cart.
  2390. 3:01:24–3:01:26Why should my right-eyed twitch now?
  2391. 3:01:26–3:01:30But the sight of Charu-ditter will smooth away the bad omen.
  2392. 3:01:30–3:01:32Enter Stavaraka.
  2393. 3:01:33–3:01:35I've cleared the carts out of the way.
  2394. 3:01:35–3:01:37And now I'll go ahead.
  2395. 3:01:37–3:01:39He mounts and drives away.
  2396. 3:01:39–3:01:40To himself.
  2397. 3:01:40–3:01:42The cart has grown heavy.
  2398. 3:01:42–3:01:45But I suppose it only seems so.
  2399. 3:01:45–3:01:48Because I got tired helping them with that wheel.
  2400. 3:01:48–3:01:50Well, I'll go along.
  2401. 3:01:50–3:01:53Get up! Bullocks! Get up!
  2402. 3:01:53–3:02:10Police! Police! Every man at his post! The young herdsman has just broken jail, killed the jailer, broken his fetters, escaped, and run away? Catch him! Catch him!
  2403. 3:02:10–3:02:17Enter, in excited haste, Ariaka, an iron chain on one foot.
  2404. 3:02:17–3:02:20Covering his face, he walks about.
  2405. 3:02:20–3:02:21To himself.
  2406. 3:02:21–3:02:24There is great excitement in the city.
  2407. 3:02:24–3:02:28I must get out of the way as fast as I possibly can.
  2408. 3:02:28–3:02:29Exit.
  2409. 3:02:29–3:02:32I leave behind me that accursed sea.
  2410. 3:02:32–3:02:35Of human woe in human misery.
  2411. 3:02:35–3:02:37The prison of the king.
  2412. 3:02:37–3:02:44elephants that break their chains and flee. I drag a feted foot most painfully. In flight
  2413. 3:02:44–3:02:50and wandering, King Palakka was frightened by a prophecy. Took me from the hamlet where
  2414. 3:02:50–3:02:57I lived, feted me, and thrust me into a solitary cell. There to await my death. But with the
  2415. 3:02:57–3:03:05help of my good friend Sharvilaka I escaped. He shed steers. If such my fate, no sin is
  2416. 3:03:05–3:03:13mine at least. That he should cage me like a savage beast. A man may fight with kings,
  2417. 3:03:13–3:03:19though not with fate and yet, can helpless men contend with great? Wither shall I go
  2418. 3:03:19–3:03:25with my wretchedness? He looks about, here is the house of some good man who hasn't locked
  2419. 3:03:25–3:03:33the side door. The house is old, the door without a lock. The hinges all aright, some
  2420. 3:03:33–3:03:40Some man, no doubt, who feels must fortune's shock, as cruelly as I, I will enter here
  2421. 3:03:40–3:03:42and wait.
  2422. 3:03:42–3:03:44Get up, Bullocks! Get up!
  2423. 3:03:44–3:03:51Listening, ah, a Bullock cart is coming this way. If this should prove to be a picnic
  2424. 3:03:51–3:03:58rig, its occupants not peevishly inclined. Some noble ladies waiting carriage-trig,
  2425. 3:03:58–3:04:05rich man's coach, that leaves the town behind and if it empty be. Fate-proofing kind,
  2426. 3:04:05–3:04:13tea would seem a god sent to my anxious mind. Enter Vada Manaka with the bullet cart.
  2427. 3:04:14–3:04:20There, I've got the cushion. Radhanika, tell Mistress Vasantasina that the cart is ready
  2428. 3:04:20–3:04:25and waiting for her to get in and drive to the old. Garden Pushbackaranda.
  2429. 3:04:25–3:04:36listening. This is a cortisans cart. Going out of the city. Good. I'll climb in. He approaches cautiously.
  2430. 3:04:36–3:04:45Here's him coming. Ah, the tinkling of ankle rings. The lady is here. Mistress. The nose rope
  2431. 3:04:45–3:04:51makes the bullock skittish. You had better climb in behind. Ariaka does so. The ankle
  2432. 3:04:51–3:04:58rings tinkle only when the feet are moving and the sound has ceased. Besides, the cart
  2433. 3:04:58–3:04:59has grown heavy. I am sh-
  2434. 3:05:00–3:05:30विश्डर देलेडि मुस्ड़व क्लाम्दिन भी तो विश्डाव आप विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डा�
  2435. 3:05:30–3:05:36gate of the main street. You at the west, you at the south, you at the north. I'll
  2436. 3:05:36–3:05:44climb up the broken wall here with Chandanaka and take a look. Come on, Chandanaka, come
  2437. 3:05:44–3:05:55on, this way. Enter Chandanaka in excitement. Come, come, Viraka, Vishalya, Bhimingada,
  2438. 3:05:55–3:06:00Dandakala, Dandashura, and the rest of you.
  2439. 3:06:00–3:06:03Come quick, my Reliables.
  2440. 3:06:03–3:06:04Work.
  2441. 3:06:04–3:06:05Now begin.
  2442. 3:06:05–3:06:08Lest the Old King go out.
  2443. 3:06:08–3:06:10And a new King come in.
  2444. 3:06:10–3:06:12Search gardens.
  2445. 3:06:12–3:06:13And dives.
  2446. 3:06:13–3:06:15And the town.
  2447. 3:06:15–3:06:16And the street.
  2448. 3:06:16–3:06:17The market.
  2449. 3:06:17–3:06:18The hamlet.
  2450. 3:06:18–3:06:20Wherever you meet.
  2451. 3:06:20–3:06:22With what looks suspicious.
  2452. 3:06:22–3:06:23Now.
  2453. 3:06:23–3:06:24Viraka.
  2454. 3:06:24–3:06:29Who saved the young herdsmen that just broke away?
  2455. 3:06:29–3:06:33Who was born when the son in his eighth mansion stood?
  2456. 3:06:33–3:06:35Or the moon in her fourth?
  2457. 3:06:35–3:06:39Or when Jupiter could be seen in his sixth?
  2458. 3:06:39–3:06:43Or when Saturn was resting in his ninth?
  2459. 3:06:43–3:06:47In her sixth house when Venus was nesting?
  2460. 3:06:47–3:06:49Or Mars in his fifth?
  2461. 3:06:49–3:06:54Who will dare to be giving the herdsmen protection while I am still living?
  2462. 3:06:54–3:07:05living? 9. 10. Chandanaka, you mercenary. I swear on your heart, is been long out of prison.
  2463. 3:07:05–3:07:09For the herdsmen escaped, ere the sun was half risen.
  2464. 3:07:09–3:07:13Get up, Bullocks, get up.
  2465. 3:07:13–3:07:21Discovers him. Look. Man. Look. A covered cart is moving in the middle of the road. Investigate
  2466. 3:07:21–3:07:26it, whose it is, and where it takes its load.
  2467. 3:07:26–3:07:27discovers him.
  2468. 3:07:27–3:07:28here.
  2469. 3:07:28–3:07:29driver.
  2470. 3:07:29–3:07:31stop your cart.
  2471. 3:07:31–3:07:33whose cart is this?
  2472. 3:07:33–3:07:34who is in it?
  2473. 3:07:34–3:07:36where is it going?
  2474. 3:07:36–3:07:38this is charodata's cart.
  2475. 3:07:38–3:07:40mistris vasantasina is in it.
  2476. 3:07:40–3:07:46i am taking her to the old garden pushback randa to meet charodata.
  2477. 3:07:46–3:07:48approaches chandonaka.
  2478. 3:07:48–3:07:51The driver says it is Charudita's cart.
  2479. 3:07:51–3:07:54That Vicenticina is in it.
  2480. 3:07:54–3:07:59That he is taking her to the Old Garden Pushparkaranda.
  2481. 3:07:59–3:08:01Then let it pass.
  2482. 3:08:01–3:08:03Without inspection?
  2483. 3:08:03–3:08:05Certainly.
  2484. 3:08:05–3:08:07On whose authority?
  2485. 3:08:07–3:08:09On Charudita's.
  2486. 3:08:09–3:08:11Who is Charudata?
  2487. 3:08:11–3:08:13Or who is Vicenticina?
  2488. 3:08:13–3:08:17That the cart should pass without inspection.
  2489. 3:08:17–3:08:25you know Charudatta, man, nor Ver Santa Sina? If you don't know Charudatta, nor Ver Santa
  2490. 3:08:25–3:08:32Sina, then you don't know the moon in heaven, nor the moonlight. Who does ent know this
  2491. 3:08:32–3:08:40moon of goodness? Virtue's lotus flower, this gem of four broad seas, this saviour in
  2492. 3:08:40–3:08:50Man's luckless hour? These two are holy worshipful. Our city's ornaments. Vasantacena. Charudatta.
  2493. 3:08:50–3:09:00Sea of excellence. Well, well. Chandanaka. Charudatta? Vasantacena? I know them perfectly,
  2494. 3:09:00–3:09:08as well as I know anything. But I do not know my father when I am serving of my king.
  2495. 3:09:08–3:09:15to himself. In a former existence the one must have been my enemy. The other my kinsmen,
  2496. 3:09:15–3:09:22for see, their business is the same. Their ways, unlike, and their desire, like flames
  2497. 3:09:22–3:09:27that gladden wedding days, and flames upon the pyre.
  2498. 3:09:27–3:09:34You are a most careful captain whom the king trusts. I am holding the bullocks. Make
  2499. 3:09:34–3:09:41Make your inspection. You too are a corporal whom the king trusts. Make the inspection
  2500. 3:09:41–3:09:49yourself. If I make the inspection, that, s just the same as if you had made it. If
  2501. 3:09:49–3:09:56you make the inspection, that, s just the same as if King Palaka had made it.
  2502. 3:09:56–3:09:58the pole, man.
  2503. 3:09:58–3:09:59Va damina
  2504. 3:10:00–3:10:08कदास सो तो हमसल्फ, आद पलीस्मन अबाद तो अप्विमर्शक रेक।, आद आद आद आद आद आद आद आद.
  2505. 3:10:08–3:10:13Verse Luck, But at least, bold Bhima's spirit I will show.
  2506. 3:10:13–3:10:16My arm shall be my sword.
  2507. 3:10:16–3:10:18Better a warrior's death than woe.
  2508. 3:10:18–3:10:20That sells and chains a foad.
  2509. 3:10:20–3:10:24But the time to use force has not yet come.
  2510. 3:10:24–3:10:27Chandanaka enters the cart and looks about.
  2511. 3:10:27–3:10:30I seek your protection.
  2512. 3:10:30–3:10:36Speaking in Sanskrit, he who seeks protection shall be safe.
  2513. 3:10:36–3:10:43When he fight, that man will suffer hurts, will be abandoned of his friends and kin,
  2514. 3:10:43–3:10:50becomes a mock for ever, who deserts, one seeking aid, tea is an unpardoned sin.
  2515. 3:10:50–3:10:57What! the herdsman Ayaka, like a bird that flees from a hawk, he has fallen into the
  2516. 3:10:57–3:11:04hand of the fowler, reflecting, he is no sinner, this man who seeks my protection
  2517. 3:11:04–3:11:12and sits in charuditous cart. Besides, he is the friend of good Shavillica, who saved
  2518. 3:11:12–3:11:19my life. On the other hand, there are the king's orders. What is a man to do in a case like
  2519. 3:11:19–3:11:27this? Well, what must be? Must be. I promised him my protection just now. He who gives
  2520. 3:11:27–3:11:36aid to frightened men, and joys his neighbour's ills to cure. If he must die, he dies, but
  2521. 3:11:36–3:11:45then his reputation is secure." He gets down uneasily. I saw the gentleman
  2522. 3:11:45–3:11:55correcting himself. I mean, the lady Vasantasina, and she says, is it proper? Is it gentlemanly?
  2523. 3:11:55–3:12:01And I am going to visit Charudatta to insult me on the highway."
  2524. 3:12:01–3:12:02quote
  2525. 3:12:02–3:12:06Chandanaka, I have my suspicions.
  2526. 3:12:06–3:12:08Suspicions?
  2527. 3:12:08–3:12:09How so?
  2528. 3:12:09–3:12:12You gurgled in your craven throat.
  2529. 3:12:12–3:12:15It seems a trifle shady.
  2530. 3:12:15–3:12:20You said, I saw the gentleman, and then, I saw the lady.
  2531. 3:12:20–3:12:2420, that's why I'm not satisfied.
  2532. 3:12:24–3:12:31the matter with you. Man? We Southerners don't speak plain. We know a thousand dialects
  2533. 3:12:31–3:12:41are the barbarians, the caches, the catas, the cadas, the cadetobelas, the carnators,
  2534. 3:12:41–3:12:50the carnas, the pravaranas, the dravidas, the cholas, the chinas, the barbaras, the
  2535. 3:12:50–3:12:58the Cares, the Carnas, the Muccas, the Madagatas, and all the rest of M.
  2536. 3:12:58–3:13:08And it all depends on the way we feel whether we say, he, or she, gentlemen, or lady.
  2537. 3:13:08–3:13:15Can't I have a look, too? It's the king's orders, and the king trusts me.
  2538. 3:13:15–3:13:19I suppose the king doesn't trust me."
  2539. 3:13:19–3:13:22Is entered his majesty's command?
  2540. 3:13:22–3:13:23Aside.
  2541. 3:13:23–3:13:29If people knew that the good herdsmen escaped in Sherudit as cart, then the king would make
  2542. 3:13:29–3:13:32Charodata suffer for it.
  2543. 3:13:32–3:13:33What's to be done?
  2544. 3:13:33–3:13:34Reflecting.
  2545. 3:13:34–3:13:39I'll stir up a quarrel the way they do down in the Carnatic.
  2546. 3:13:39–3:13:40Allowed.
  2547. 3:13:40–3:13:41Well.
  2548. 3:13:41–3:13:42Viraka.
  2549. 3:13:42–3:13:50I made one inspection myself. My name is Chandanaka, and you want to do it over again.
  2550. 3:13:50–3:13:59Who are you? Confound it. Who are you? Anyway, an honorable and highly respectable person,
  2551. 3:13:59–3:14:07and you don't remember your own family. Angrily, confound you. What is my family?
  2552. 3:14:07–3:14:10Who speaks of such things?
  2553. 3:14:10–3:14:11Speak.
  2554. 3:14:11–3:14:15I think I'd better not.
  2555. 3:14:15–3:14:18I know your family, but I won't say.
  2556. 3:14:18–3:14:20Tea would not be modest.
  2557. 3:14:20–3:14:22Such things to betray.
  2558. 3:14:22–3:14:25What goods are rotten apple anyway?
  2559. 3:14:25–3:14:26Speak.
  2560. 3:14:26–3:14:27Speak.
  2561. 3:14:27–3:14:31Chandanaka makes a significant gesture.
  2562. 3:14:31–3:14:32Confound you.
  2563. 3:14:32–3:14:34What does that mean?
  2564. 3:14:34–3:14:38A broken wet stone in one hand, a thing.
  2565. 3:14:38–3:14:45That looks like scissors in the other wing to trim the scrubby beards that curl and cling.
  2566. 3:14:45–3:14:46And you, why?
  2567. 3:14:46–3:14:50You, rear captain of the king.
  2568. 3:14:50–3:14:58Well, Chandanaka, you highly respectable person, you don't remember your own family either.
  2569. 3:14:58–3:15:00me what is
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  2571. 3:15:30–3:15:32Come, and you, why?
  2572. 3:15:32–3:15:35You, rear captain of the king.
  2573. 3:15:35–3:15:40Raffaully, I, Chandanaka, a tana.
  2574. 3:15:40–3:15:43You can look at the cart.
  2575. 3:15:43–3:15:46You, driver, turn the cart around.
  2576. 3:15:46–3:15:49I want to look in.
  2577. 3:15:49–3:15:51Vada Manaka does so.
  2578. 3:15:51–3:15:54Varaka starts to climb in.
  2579. 3:15:54–3:15:59Shandanaka seizes him violently by the hair.
  2580. 3:15:59–3:16:08him down and kicks him. Rising, wrathfully, confound you. I was peaceably going about the
  2581. 3:16:08–3:16:15king's business when you seized me violently by the hair and kicked me. So listen. If
  2582. 3:16:15–3:16:20I don't have you drawn and quartered in the middle of the courtroom. My name's not
  2583. 3:16:20–3:16:28Viraka. All right. Go to court or to a hall of justice. What do I care for a puppy
  2584. 3:16:28–3:16:40like you. I will. Exit. Looks about him. Go on. Driver. Go on. If anybody asks you, just
  2585. 3:16:40–3:16:45say, the cart has been inspected by Chandanaka and Viraka.
  2586. 3:16:45–3:16:53Mistress for Santasena, let me give you a passport. He hands Ayaka a sword.
  2587. 3:16:53–3:17:02makes it, joyfully to himself, a swad, a swad, my right eye twitches fast, now all is well,
  2588. 3:17:02–3:17:04and I am safe at last.
  2589. 3:17:04–3:17:12Madam, as I have given you a passage free, so may I live within your memory.
  2590. 3:17:12–3:17:16To utter this, no selfish thoughts could move.
  2591. 3:17:16–3:17:20Ah, no, I speak in plenitude of love.
  2592. 3:17:20–3:17:29Chandanaka is rich in virtue's pure. My friend is he, fate willed it, true and tried. I, I'll
  2593. 3:17:29–3:17:36not forget Chandanaka. Be sure, what time the oracle is justified.
  2594. 3:17:36–3:17:45May Shiva, Vishnu, Brahma, Three in One, Protect thee, and the Moon, and Blessed Son, Slay all
  2595. 3:17:45–3:17:54thy foes. As mighty Povati, slu Shumbha and Nishambha, fearfully.
  2596. 3:17:54–3:18:03Exit Vada Manaka. With the bullet cart, Chandanaka looks toward the back of the stage. Aha!
  2597. 3:18:03–3:18:10As he goes away, my good friend Shavalaka is following him. Well, I, V made an enemy
  2598. 3:18:10–3:18:17of Varaka, the chief constable and the king's favorite. So I think I too had better be following
  2599. 3:18:17–3:18:23him with all my sons and brothers.
  2600. 3:18:23–3:18:27Exit
  2601. 3:18:27–3:18:31Enter Sharudatta and Maitreya
  2602. 3:18:31–3:18:35How beautiful the old garden pushbackoranda is.
  2603. 3:18:35–3:18:43You are quite right, my friend, for see, the trees, light merchants, show their wares,
  2604. 3:18:43–3:18:51Each several tree is blossoms bears, while bees, like officers, are flitting, to take
  2605. 3:18:51–3:18:54from each what toll is fitting.
  2606. 3:18:54–3:18:59This simple stone is very attractive, pray be seated.
  2607. 3:18:59–3:19:04Seats himself, how were Dhammanaka lingers, my friend?
  2608. 3:19:04–3:19:10I told Vardamanaka to bring Vasantasena and come as quickly as he could.
  2609. 3:19:10–3:19:12Why then does he linger?
  2610. 3:19:12–3:19:15Is he delayed by some slow moving load?
  2611. 3:19:15–3:19:20Has he returned with broken wheel or traces?
  2612. 3:19:20–3:19:22Obstructions bid him seek another road.
  2613. 3:19:22–3:19:28His bullocks, or himself, choose these slow paces.
  2614. 3:19:28–3:19:35Enter Vardamanaka with the bullet cart, in which Ariaka lies hidden.
  2615. 3:19:35–3:19:37Get up, Bullocks, get up!
  2616. 3:19:37–3:19:39Aside.
  2617. 3:19:39–3:19:42And still I fear the spies that serve the king.
  2618. 3:19:42–3:19:45Escape is even yet a doubtful thing.
  2619. 3:19:45–3:19:48While to my foot these cursed fetters cling.
  2620. 3:19:48–3:19:51Some good man, tea is.
  2621. 3:19:51–3:19:53Within who's cart I lie.
  2622. 3:19:53–3:19:59Like cuckoo chicks, whose heartless mothers fly, and crows must rear the fledglings.
  2623. 3:20:00–3:20:09अर दे ड़, आप कम लोंग दिस्टन्स फुं ते सिति, शलाई गेट अछिए खात और शाएग नाटक आप विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2624. 3:20:09–3:20:17और शाएग वेट तो शाएग नाटक अछिए खात। और शाएग नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  2625. 3:20:17–3:20:23For men say that the noble Charu Dittar is ever helpful to them that seek his protection.
  2626. 3:20:23–3:20:27I will not go until I have seen him face to face.
  2627. 3:20:27–3:20:31Tee will bring contentment to that good man's heart.
  2628. 3:20:31–3:20:34To see me rescued from misfortune's sea.
  2629. 3:20:34–3:20:42This body, in its suffering, pain, and smart, is saved through his sweet magnanimity.
  2630. 3:20:42–3:20:46Here is the garden, ILL drive in.
  2631. 3:20:46–3:20:48He does so, Matriah.
  2632. 3:20:48–3:20:50Good news, my friend.
  2633. 3:20:50–3:20:52It is Vardamanaka's voice.
  2634. 3:20:52–3:20:55Vasantacina must have come.
  2635. 3:20:55–3:20:57Good news, indeed.
  2636. 3:20:57–3:21:01You son of a slave, what makes you so late?
  2637. 3:21:01–3:21:03Don't get angry, good Matriah.
  2638. 3:21:03–3:21:08I remembered that I had forgotten the cushion, and I had to go back for it.
  2639. 3:21:08–3:21:11And that is why I am late.
  2640. 3:21:11–3:21:14Turn the cot around, Vardamanaka.
  2641. 3:21:14–3:21:19Maitreya, my friend, help Vasantasena to get out.
  2642. 3:21:19–3:21:24Has she got fetters on her feet, so that she can't get out by herself?
  2643. 3:21:24–3:21:27He rises and lifts the curtain of the cart.
  2644. 3:21:27–3:21:28Why?
  2645. 3:21:28–3:21:30This is endmistress Vasantasena.
  2646. 3:21:30–3:21:33This is Mr. Vasantasena.
  2647. 3:21:33–3:21:36A truce to your jests, my friend.
  2648. 3:21:36–3:21:37Love cannot wait.
  2649. 3:21:37–3:21:40I will help her to get out myself.
  2650. 3:21:40–3:21:43He rises.
  2651. 3:21:43–3:21:50him, ah, the owner of the bullock cart. He is attractive not only to the ears of men,
  2652. 3:21:50–3:21:56but also to their eyes. Thank heaven, I am safe."
  2653. 3:21:56–3:22:02Enters the bullock cart and discovers Aryaka. Who then is this? As trunk of elephant his
  2654. 3:22:02–3:22:10arms are long. His chest is full, his shoulders broad and strong. His great eyes restless
  2655. 3:22:10–3:22:18Why should this man be thus enforced to fight so noble he, with such ignoble plight?
  2656. 3:22:18–3:22:20His foot to fetters wed?
  2657. 3:22:20–3:22:23Who are you, sir?
  2658. 3:22:23–3:22:29I am one who seeks your protection, Aryaka, by birth a herdsman.
  2659. 3:22:29–3:22:36Are you he whom King Palika took from the hamlet where he lived and thrust into prison?
  2660. 3:22:36–3:22:37The same.
  2661. 3:22:37–3:22:43Tea is fate that brings you to my sight. May I be reft of heaven's light.
  2662. 3:22:43–3:22:47Air I desert you in your hapless plight.
  2663. 3:22:47–3:22:51Ariyaka manifests his joy.
  2664. 3:22:51–3:22:56Vardhamanaka, remove the fetters from his foot.
  2665. 3:22:56–3:23:01Yes, sir, he does so. Master, the fetters are removed.
  2666. 3:23:01–3:23:06But you have bound me with yet stronger fetters of love.
  2667. 3:23:06–3:23:09Now you may put on the fetters yourself.
  2668. 3:23:09–3:23:13He is free anyway, and it's time for us to be going.
  2669. 3:23:13–3:23:16Peace! For shame!
  2670. 3:23:16–3:23:21Charu Dutta, my friend, I entered your cart somewhat unceremoniously.
  2671. 3:23:21–3:23:24I beg your pardon.
  2672. 3:23:24–3:23:28I feel honored that you should use no ceremony with me.
  2673. 3:23:28–3:23:32If you permit it, I now desire to go.
  2674. 3:23:32–3:23:34Go in peace.
  2675. 3:23:34–3:23:38Thank you, I will alight from the cart.
  2676. 3:23:38–3:23:44No, my friend, the fetters have but this moment been removed.
  2677. 3:23:44–3:23:46And you will find walking difficult.
  2678. 3:23:46–3:23:53In this spot where men seek pleasure, a bullock cart will excite no suspicion.
  2679. 3:23:53–3:23:56Continue your journey then in the cart.
  2680. 3:23:56–3:23:59I thank you, sir.
  2681. 3:23:59–3:24:03Seek now thy kinsmen, happiness be thine.
  2682. 3:24:03–3:24:08Ah, I have found thee, blessed kinsmen mine.
  2683. 3:24:08–3:24:12Remember me, when thou hast cause to speak.
  2684. 3:24:12–3:24:17Thy name, and not mine bone, my words shall seek.
  2685. 3:24:17–3:24:21May the immortal gods protect thy ways.
  2686. 3:24:21–3:24:25Thou didst protect me, in most perilous days.
  2687. 3:24:25–3:24:30Nay, it was fate that sweet protection lent.
  2688. 3:24:30–3:24:33But thou wast chosen as fate's instrument.
  2689. 3:24:33–3:24:35Seven.
  2690. 3:24:35–3:24:39King Palakar is aroused, and protection will prove difficult.
  2691. 3:24:39–3:24:42You must depart at once.
  2692. 3:24:42–3:24:45Until we meet again, farewell.
  2693. 3:24:45–3:24:47Exit.
  2694. 3:24:47–3:24:50From royal wroth I now have much to fear.
  2695. 3:24:50–3:24:53It were unwise for me to linger here.
  2696. 3:24:53–3:24:55Then throw the fetters in the well.
  2697. 3:24:55–3:24:59For spies, serve to their king as keen.
  2698. 3:24:59–3:24:59Pussy
  2699. 3:25:00–3:25:30वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्�
  2700. 3:25:30–3:25:42reflecting. Let him enter by that path. While we depart by this, exit. Enter a monk with
  2701. 3:25:42–3:25:51a wet garment in his hand. Year ignorant. Lay by a store of virtue. Restrain the belly.
  2702. 3:25:51–3:25:59Watch eternally. Heeding the beat of contemplation's drum. For else the senses, fearful thieves
  2703. 3:25:59–3:26:06they be will steal away all virtues hoarded some. And further? I have seen that all things
  2704. 3:26:06–3:26:13are transitory, so that now I am become the abode of virtues alone. Who slays the five
  2705. 3:26:13–3:26:20men and the female bane by whom protection to the town is given, by whom the outcast
  2706. 3:26:20–3:26:27impotent is slain? He cannot fail to enter into heaven. Though head be shorn and face
  2707. 3:26:27–3:26:36be shorn. The heart unshawn. Why should man shave him? But he who's in most heart is shorn.
  2708. 3:26:36–3:26:42Needs not the shaven head to save him. I have dyed this robe of mine yellow. And now I will
  2709. 3:26:42–3:26:49go into the garden of the king's brother in law. Wash it in the pond. And go away as
  2710. 3:26:49–3:26:54soon as I can. He walks about and washes the robe.
  2711. 3:26:54–3:26:58Sh-top! You confounded monk! Sh-top!
  2712. 3:26:58–3:27:03Discovers the speaker! Fearfully! Heaven help me!
  2713. 3:27:03–3:27:06Here is the king's brother in law,
  2714. 3:27:06–3:27:11S-an-st-a-n-r-k-a, just because one monk committed an offense.
  2715. 3:27:11–3:27:14Now, wherever he sees a monk,
  2716. 3:27:14–3:27:17whether it is the same one or not,
  2717. 3:27:17–3:27:22he bores a hole in his nose and drives him around like a bullock.
  2718. 3:27:22–3:27:25Where shall a defenseless man find a defender?
  2719. 3:27:25–3:27:27But after all,
  2720. 3:27:27–3:27:30the Blessed Lord Buddha is my defender.
  2721. 3:27:31–3:27:32Enter the courtier,
  2722. 3:27:32–3:27:36carrying a sword, and Sunstanaka.
  2723. 3:27:36–3:27:39Stop! You confounded monk!
  2724. 3:27:39–3:27:40SH, stop!
  2725. 3:27:40–3:27:45I'll pound your head like a red radish at a drinking party.
  2726. 3:27:45–3:27:46He strikes him.
  2727. 3:27:47–3:27:48You jackass!
  2728. 3:27:48–3:27:53You should not strike a monk who wears the yellow robes of renunciation.
  2729. 3:27:53–3:27:55Why heed him?
  2730. 3:27:55–3:27:57Look rather upon this garden,
  2731. 3:27:57–3:28:00which offers itself to pleasure,
  2732. 3:28:00–3:28:02to creatures else forlorn.
  2733. 3:28:02–3:28:04The forest trees
  2734. 3:28:04–3:28:06do works of mercy,
  2735. 3:28:06–3:28:08granting joy and ease.
  2736. 3:28:08–3:28:10Like a sinner's heart,
  2737. 3:28:10–3:28:12the park unguarded lies.
  2738. 3:28:12–3:28:15Like some new founded realm.
  2739. 3:28:15–3:28:17An easy prize.
  2740. 3:28:17–3:28:22Heaven bless you. Be merciful. Servant of the Blessed One.
  2741. 3:28:22–3:28:27Did you hear that? Sure? He's insulting me.
  2742. 3:28:27–3:28:29What does he say?
  2743. 3:28:29–3:28:34Shays, I'm a servant. What do you take me for? A barber?
  2744. 3:28:34–3:28:39A servant of the Blessed One, he calls you, and this is praise.
  2745. 3:28:39–3:28:43Praise me, s'homemore, monk.
  2746. 3:28:43–3:28:46You are virtuous. You are a brick.
  2747. 3:28:46–3:28:59She? He shays I'm virtuous. He shays I'm a brick. What do you think I am? A materialistic philosopher? Or a watering trough? Or a pot maker?
  2748. 3:28:59–3:29:10You jackass! He praises you when he says that you are virtuous, that you are a brick. Well, sure, what did he come here for?
  2749. 3:29:10–3:29:12To wash this robe.
  2750. 3:29:13–3:29:20Confound the monk. My shishter's husband gave me the finessed garden there is. The garden pushparkerander.
  2751. 3:29:20–3:29:26Dogs and jackals drink the water in fish pond. Now I'm an aristocrat.
  2752. 3:29:26–3:29:32I'm a man, and I don't even take a bath. And here you bring your stinking clothes.
  2753. 3:29:32–3:29:40All stained with stale bean porridge. And wash, em. I think one good stroke will finish you.
  2754. 3:29:40–3:29:45You jackass, I am sure he has not long been a monk.
  2755. 3:29:45–3:29:48How can you tell? Sure.
  2756. 3:29:48–3:29:56It doesn't take much to tell that. See? His hair is newly shorn. The brow still white.
  2757. 3:29:56–3:29:59The rough cloak has not yet the shoulder scarred.
  2758. 3:30:00–3:30:07He wears it awkwardly. It clings not tight. And here above. The fit is sadly marred.
  2759. 3:30:07–3:30:14True. Servant of the Blessed One. I have been a monk, but a short time.
  2760. 3:30:14–3:30:19Then why haven't you been one all your life? He beats him.
  2761. 3:30:19–3:30:21Buddha be praised.
  2762. 3:30:21–3:30:27Stop beating the poor fellow. Leave him alone. Let him go.
  2763. 3:30:27–3:30:31Just wait a minute while I take counsel.
  2764. 3:30:31–3:30:33With whom?
  2765. 3:30:33–3:30:35With my own heart.
  2766. 3:30:35–3:30:39Poor fellow, why didn't he escape?
  2767. 3:30:39–3:30:52Bleshed little heart, my little shon and mashtar, shall the monk go, or shall the monk shtay? To himself. Neither go, nor shtay.
  2768. 3:30:52–3:31:00Allowed. Well. Sure. I took counsel with my heart. And my heart shays.
  2769. 3:31:00–3:31:02Says what?
  2770. 3:31:02–3:31:09He shall neither go, nor shtay. He shall neither breathe up, nor breathe down.
  2771. 3:31:09–3:31:15He shall fall down right here and die. Before you can shay, boo.
  2772. 3:31:15–3:31:20Buddha be praised. I throw myself upon your protection.
  2773. 3:31:20–3:31:22Let him go.
  2774. 3:31:22–3:31:25Well, on one condition.
  2775. 3:31:25–3:31:27And what is that?
  2776. 3:31:27–3:31:32He mushed sling mud in, without making the water dirty.
  2777. 3:31:32–3:31:36Or better yet, he mushed make the water into a ball,
  2778. 3:31:36–3:31:38and sling it into the mud.
  2779. 3:31:38–3:31:41What incredible folly!
  2780. 3:31:41–3:31:44The patient earth is burdened by
  2781. 3:31:44–3:31:47so many a fool, so many a drone.
  2782. 3:31:47–3:31:54whose thoughts and deeds are all awry, these trees are flesh. These forms of stone."
  2783. 3:31:54–3:31:58The monk makes faces at Sanktarnakha.
  2784. 3:31:58–3:32:00What does he mean?
  2785. 3:32:00–3:32:02He praises you.
  2786. 3:32:02–3:32:09Praise me, s'homemore. Praise me again. The monk does so. Then exit.
  2787. 3:32:09–3:32:15See how beautiful the garden is. You jackass. See yonder trees.
  2788. 3:32:15–3:32:22are dawned with fruit and flowers. Oh, a witch, the clinging creepers interlace. The watchmen
  2789. 3:32:22–3:32:29guard them with the royal powers. They seem like men whom loving wives embrace.
  2790. 3:32:29–3:32:36A good description. Sure, the ground is mottled with a lot of flowers. The blossom fray bends
  2791. 3:32:36–3:32:44down the lofty trees. And, hanging from the leafy tree-top bowers, the monkeys bob,
  2792. 3:32:44–3:32:47like breadfruit in the breeze.
  2793. 3:32:47–3:32:51Will you be seated on this stone bench, you jackass?
  2794. 3:32:51–3:32:53I am seated.
  2795. 3:32:53–3:32:55They seat themselves.
  2796. 3:32:55–3:32:56Do you know?
  2797. 3:32:56–3:32:57Sure.
  2798. 3:32:57–3:33:00I remember that Vicenticina even yet.
  2799. 3:33:00–3:33:01She is like an insha.
  2800. 3:33:01–3:33:05I can't get her out of my mind.
  2801. 3:33:05–3:33:06Aside.
  2802. 3:33:06–3:33:09He remembers her even after such a repulse.
  2803. 3:33:09–3:33:10For indeed.
  2804. 3:33:10–3:33:12The mean man.
  2805. 3:33:12–3:33:16Whom a woman spurns, but loves them more.
  2806. 3:33:16–3:33:19The wise man's passion gentler burns.
  2807. 3:33:19–3:33:21Or passes over.
  2808. 3:33:21–3:33:23Shome time has passed.
  2809. 3:33:23–3:33:24Sure.
  2810. 3:33:24–3:33:29Shinsa told my shervant stevarica to take the bullock cart and come as quick as he
  2811. 3:33:29–3:33:31could.
  2812. 3:33:31–3:33:33And even yet he is not here.
  2813. 3:33:33–3:33:36I, vey been hungry a long time.
  2814. 3:33:36–3:33:39And at noon a man can't go a foot.
  2815. 3:33:39–3:33:40For she.
  2816. 3:33:40–3:33:46The shun is in the middle of the shky and hard to look at as an angry ape.
  2817. 3:33:46–3:33:50Like Gandhari, whose hundred shuns did die.
  2818. 3:33:50–3:33:54The earth is hard dish-dressed and can't escapay.
  2819. 3:33:54–3:33:55True.
  2820. 3:33:55–3:34:00The cattle all their cuds let fall lie drowsing in the shade.
  2821. 3:34:00–3:34:03In heated pool their lips to cool.
  2822. 3:34:03–3:34:06Deer throng the woodland glade.
  2823. 3:34:06–3:34:07A prey to heat.
  2824. 3:34:07–3:34:11The city street makes wanderers afraid.
  2825. 3:34:11–3:34:16The cart must shun the midday sun, and thus has been delayed.
  2826. 3:34:16–3:34:17Yes, sir.
  2827. 3:34:17–3:34:21Fashed to my head the heated shun bean clings.
  2828. 3:34:21–3:34:28Birds, flying creatures, al-sho winged things, reached in the branches of the trees.
  2829. 3:34:28–3:34:35While men, people, and persons shy and shy again, at home they tarry.
  2830. 3:34:35–3:34:40In their houses, S.H.T.A.Y. To bear the heat and burden of the day.
  2831. 3:34:40–3:34:44Well, sure, that shervant is end here yet.
  2832. 3:34:44–3:34:48I am going to shing shom thing to pas the time.
  2833. 3:34:48–3:34:54He sings there, sure, did you hear what I shang?
  2834. 3:34:54–3:34:56What shall I say?
  2835. 3:34:56–3:34:59Ah, how melodious!
  2836. 3:34:59–3:35:00Why should end at be...
  2837. 3:35:00–3:35:30मलोडरस्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश
  2838. 3:35:30–3:35:37Why should ent it be melodorous? Of the flesh of the cuckoo I make up a chowder.
  2839. 3:35:37–3:35:44With devils dung added and black pepper powder. With oil and with butter I sprinkle the meat.
  2840. 3:35:44–3:35:51Why should ent my voice be remarkably sweet? But sure, the chervant is ent here yet.
  2841. 3:35:51–3:35:57Be easy in your mind. He will be here presently.
  2842. 3:35:57–3:36:01Enter Vasantacena in the Bullock Heart and Stavaraka.
  2843. 3:36:02–3:36:15I am frightened. It is already noon. I hope Sansthanaka, the king's brother-in-law, will not be angry. I must drive faster. Get up, Bullocks, get up.
  2844. 3:36:16–3:36:26Alas! That is not Vardhamanaka's voice. What does it mean? I wonder if Charu Ditta was afraid that the Bullocks might become weary.
  2845. 3:36:27–3:36:30And so sent another man with another cart.
  2846. 3:36:30–3:36:31My right eye twitches.
  2847. 3:36:31–3:36:34My heart is all it tremble.
  2848. 3:36:34–3:36:36There is no one in sight.
  2849. 3:36:36–3:36:40Everything seems to dance before my eyes."
  2850. 3:36:40–3:36:45Hearing the sound of wheels, the cart is here, sure.
  2851. 3:36:45–3:36:47How do you know?
  2852. 3:36:47–3:36:48Can't you see?
  2853. 3:36:48–3:36:51It squeaks like an old hog.
  2854. 3:36:51–3:36:53Perceives the cart.
  2855. 3:36:53–3:36:54Quite true.
  2856. 3:36:54–3:36:56It is here.
  2857. 3:36:56–3:37:00Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, are you here?
  2858. 3:37:02–3:37:03Yes, sir.
  2859. 3:37:04–3:37:05Is the cart here?
  2860. 3:37:06–3:37:07Yes, sir.
  2861. 3:37:08–3:37:09Are the bullocks here?
  2862. 3:37:10–3:37:11Yes, sir.
  2863. 3:37:12–3:37:13And are you here?
  2864. 3:37:13–3:37:17Laughing, yes, master, I am here too.
  2865. 3:37:18–3:37:20Then drive the cart in.
  2866. 3:37:20–3:37:22By which road?
  2867. 3:37:22–3:37:25Right here, where the wall is tumbling down.
  2868. 3:37:26–3:37:36Oh, master, the bullocks will be killed. The cart will go to pieces, and I, your servant, shall be killed.
  2869. 3:37:36–3:37:53I'm the king's brother in law. Man, if the bullocks are killed, I, I'll buy S-Home more. If the cart goes to pieces, I, I'll have another one made. If you are killed, there will be another driver.
  2870. 3:37:53–3:37:56Everything will be replaced, except me.
  2871. 3:37:56–3:37:59Let the whole thing go to pieces.
  2872. 3:37:59–3:38:01Drive in over the wall.
  2873. 3:38:01–3:38:03Then break. Cut.
  2874. 3:38:03–3:38:05Break with your driver.
  2875. 3:38:05–3:38:07There will be another cut.
  2876. 3:38:07–3:38:10I must go and present myself to my master.
  2877. 3:38:10–3:38:13He drives in. What?
  2878. 3:38:13–3:38:15Not broken. Master.
  2879. 3:38:15–3:38:17Here is your cut.
  2880. 3:38:17–3:38:20The bullock's not SHPLIT in 2?
  2881. 3:38:20–3:38:25into? And the rope's not killed? And you two not killed?
  2882. 3:38:25–3:38:27No. Sir?
  2883. 3:38:27–3:38:44Come. Sure. Let's look at the cart. You are my teacher. Sure. My very best teacher. You are a man I respect. My intimate friend. A man I delight to honour. Do you enter the cart first?
  2884. 3:38:44–3:38:47Very well. He starts to do so.
  2885. 3:38:47–3:38:49Not much.
  2886. 3:38:49–3:38:52Stop. Is this your father's cart?
  2887. 3:38:52–3:38:54That you should enter it first?
  2888. 3:38:54–3:38:56I own this cart.
  2889. 3:38:56–3:38:59I, I'll enter it first.
  2890. 3:38:59–3:39:01I only did what you said.
  2891. 3:39:01–3:39:09Even if I do shea show, you ought to be polite enough to shea, after you, Masha.
  2892. 3:39:09–3:39:11After you, then.
  2893. 3:39:11–3:39:13Now I, I'll enter.
  2894. 3:39:13–3:39:19Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, turn the cart around.
  2895. 3:39:19–3:39:23Does so. Enter, master.
  2896. 3:39:23–3:39:27Enters and looks about, then hastily gets out in terror,
  2897. 3:39:27–3:39:29and falls on the courtier's neck.
  2898. 3:39:29–3:39:33Oh, oh, oh, you're a dead man.
  2899. 3:39:33–3:39:36There's a witch, or a thief.
  2900. 3:39:36–3:39:39That's sitting and living in my bullet cart.
  2901. 3:39:39–3:39:42If it's a witch, we, all both be robbed.
  2902. 3:39:42–3:39:46If it's a thief. We, I'll both be eaten alive.
  2903. 3:39:47–3:39:51Don't be frightened. How could a witch travel in a bullet cart?
  2904. 3:39:51–3:39:55I hope that the heat of the midday sun has not blinded you,
  2905. 3:39:55–3:40:00so that you became the victim of an hallucination when you sp-
  2906. 3:40:00–3:40:02विश्वार-चार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2907. 3:40:02–3:40:04विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2908. 3:40:04–3:40:06विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2909. 3:40:06–3:40:08विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2910. 3:40:08–3:40:10विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2911. 3:40:10–3:40:12विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2912. 3:40:12–3:40:14विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2913. 3:40:14–3:40:17a woman sitting and living in the bullet cart.
  2914. 3:40:17–3:40:19Look and she.
  2915. 3:40:19–3:40:20A woman?
  2916. 3:40:20–3:40:24Then let us bow our heads at once and go.
  2917. 3:40:24–3:40:27Like steers whose eyes the falling raindrops stays.
  2918. 3:40:27–3:40:31In public spots my dignity I show.
  2919. 3:40:31–3:40:34On high-born dames I hesitate to gaze.
  2920. 3:40:34–3:40:41In amazement, aside, oh, oh, it is that thorn in my eye.
  2921. 3:40:41–3:40:48The king's brother in law. Alas! The danger is great, poor woman! My coming hither proves
  2922. 3:40:48–3:40:55as fruitless as the sowing of a handful of seeds on salty soil. What shall I do now?
  2923. 3:40:55–3:41:02Fish-old shervant is afraid and he won't look into the cart. Will you look into the cart,
  2924. 3:41:02–3:41:08shur? I see no harm in that. Yes, I will do it.
  2925. 3:41:08–3:41:11Are those things jackals that I she flying into the air?
  2926. 3:41:11–3:41:15And are those things crows that walk on all fours?
  2927. 3:41:15–3:41:19While the witch is chewing him with her eyes, and looking at him with her teeth?
  2928. 3:41:19–3:41:24I, I'll make my esch gapay."
  2929. 3:41:24–3:41:26Perceives Vasanticina.
  2930. 3:41:26–3:41:27Sadly to himself.
  2931. 3:41:27–3:41:29Is it possible?
  2932. 3:41:29–3:41:31The gazelle follows the tiger.
  2933. 3:41:31–3:41:33Alas!
  2934. 3:41:33–3:41:36Her mate is lovely as the autumn moon.
  2935. 3:41:36–3:41:43who waits for her upon the sandy dune, and yet the swan will leave him, and will go to
  2936. 3:41:43–3:41:47dance attendance on a common crow.
  2937. 3:41:47–3:41:49Aside to Versanticina.
  2938. 3:41:49–3:41:56Ah, Versanticina, this is neither right, nor worthy of you.
  2939. 3:41:56–3:42:02Your pride rejected him before, yet now for gold, and for your mother's will.
  2940. 3:42:02–3:42:05No, she shakes her head.
  2941. 3:42:05–3:42:08Your nature knows your pride no more.
  2942. 3:42:08–3:42:09You honor him.
  2943. 3:42:09–3:42:12A common woman still.
  2944. 3:42:12–3:42:18Seventeen, did I not tell you to serve the man you love and him you hate?
  2945. 3:42:18–3:42:22I made a mistake in the cart, and thus I came hither.
  2946. 3:42:22–3:42:26I throw myself upon your protection.
  2947. 3:42:26–3:42:28Do not fear.
  2948. 3:42:28–3:42:29Come.
  2949. 3:42:29–3:42:31I must deceive him.
  2950. 3:42:31–3:42:33He returns to Sankhya Naka.
  2951. 3:42:33–3:42:35Jackass.
  2952. 3:42:35–3:42:39There is indeed a witch who makes her home in the cart.
  2953. 3:42:39–3:42:44But sure, if a witch is living there, why aren't you robbed?
  2954. 3:42:44–3:42:49And if it's a thief, why aren't you eaten alive?
  2955. 3:42:49–3:42:51Why try to determine that?
  2956. 3:42:51–3:42:56But if we should go back on foot through the gardens until we came to the city?
  2957. 3:42:56–3:42:58To Ujjaini?
  2958. 3:42:58–3:43:00What harm would that do?
  2959. 3:43:00–3:43:04And if we did, what then?
  2960. 3:43:04–3:43:08Then we should have some exercise, and should avoid tiring the bullocks.
  2961. 3:43:08–3:43:10All right.
  2962. 3:43:10–3:43:15Stavarica, my slave, drive on, but no.
  2963. 3:43:15–3:43:16Stop.
  2964. 3:43:16–3:43:17SH-top.
  2965. 3:43:17–3:43:20I go on foot before gods and brahmanas.
  2966. 3:43:20–3:43:21Not much.
  2967. 3:43:21–3:43:24I, I'll go in my cart.
  2968. 3:43:24–3:43:27Show that people shall she me a long way off.
  2969. 3:43:27–3:43:29And she, there he goes.
  2970. 3:43:29–3:43:32Our master, the king's brother-in-law.
  2971. 3:43:32–3:43:46Aside. It is hard to convert poison into medicine. So be it. Then, aloud. Jackass. This is Vasantasina. Come to visit you.
  2972. 3:43:46–3:43:48Heaven forbid.
  2973. 3:43:48–3:43:56Gleefully. Oh, oh, oh. To visit me. An Arishhtrakrat. A man. A regular Vasudeva.
  2974. 3:43:56–3:44:08Yes. This is an unheard of peace of luck. That other time I made her angry. Show now, I, I'll fall at her feet and beg her pardon.
  2975. 3:44:08–3:44:24Capital. I, I'll fall at her feet, my shelf. He approaches the Santicina. Little mother, mummer dear, lished into my prayer. I fold my hands and fall before thy feet, thine eyes are large.
  2976. 3:44:24–3:44:30Thy teeth are clean and neat. Thy fingernails are ten, forgive thy slave.
  2977. 3:44:30–3:44:35What! Love tormented! He offended! Sweet!
  2978. 3:44:35–3:44:42Angrily, leave me! Your words are an insult. She spurns him with her foot.
  2979. 3:44:42–3:44:49Wrathfully, fish-head that mother and that mama kissed. That never bent to worship God.
  2980. 3:44:49–3:44:54I whisked upon fish head she dared to plant her feet.
  2981. 3:44:54–3:44:57Like jackals on the carrion they meet.
  2982. 3:44:57–3:45:00Stavarica, you slave.
  2983. 3:45:00–3:45:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2984. 3:45:02–3:45:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2985. 3:45:04–3:45:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2986. 3:45:06–3:45:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2987. 3:45:08–3:45:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2988. 3:45:10–3:45:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2989. 3:45:12–3:45:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2990. 3:45:14–3:45:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2991. 3:45:16–3:45:25and climbed in. Oho, Shima stalked my cart for another? And didn't come to shime? Get out of my cart!
  2992. 3:45:25–3:45:32Get out! You, re going to visit your poor merchants, Sean. Are you? Those are my bullocks,
  2993. 3:45:32–3:45:42you, re driving. Get out! Get out! You slave! Get out! Get out! Truly, you honor me when you
  2994. 3:45:42–3:45:48say that I came to see Charo Ditta. Now what must be, must be."
  2995. 3:45:48–3:45:55These hands of mine, ten finger nail-y. These hands show lot or schliff-y. A riching anxious
  2996. 3:45:55–3:46:04girl, to dally, with you, and in a jiffy, I, Earl drag your sweetness by the hair.
  2997. 3:46:04–3:46:10From the cart where in you ride, as did Jattayu Bali's fair, the monkey Bali's
  2998. 3:46:10–3:46:19So virtuous ladies may not be insulted, thus despitefully, nor garden creepers may not be
  2999. 3:46:19–3:46:27robbed of their leaves so cruelly. Stand up, man! I will help her to a light. Come,
  3000. 3:46:27–3:46:32Vasantacena. Vasantacena elights and stands apart.
  3001. 3:46:32–3:46:38Aside. The flame of wrath was kindled when she despised my proposition,
  3002. 3:46:38–3:46:46and now it blazes up because she kicked me. Show now I, I'll murder her. Good. Fishway.
  3003. 3:46:46–3:46:54Allowed. Well. Sure. What do you want? A cloak with fringes hanging down and all. Tied with
  3004. 3:46:54–3:47:02a hundred SHT rings? Or good ragoo? To make you SH-Mack your greedy lips and call. Choo-hoo,
  3005. 3:47:02–3:47:32Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-
  3006. 3:47:32–3:47:39stainless ever if I should kill her. Sinless. Without pity. What boat would bear me on the
  3007. 3:47:39–3:47:46gloomy river? I'll give you a boat. And bear sheadies. In fish-deserted garden, who'll
  3008. 3:47:46–3:47:49she you murdering her?
  3009. 3:47:49–3:47:57The regions ten. The forest gods. The sky. The wind. The moon. The sun whose rays are
  3010. 3:47:57–3:48:05Virtue. My conscience. These I cannot fly. Nor Earth. That witnesses to wrong and right.
  3011. 3:48:05–3:48:10Well then, put your cloak over her and murder her.
  3012. 3:48:10–3:48:18You fool. You scoundrel. The old hog is afraid of a shin. Never mind. I'll
  3013. 3:48:18–3:48:21I'll persuade Stavarica, my slave.
  3014. 3:48:21–3:48:25Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave.
  3015. 3:48:25–3:48:28I'll give you golden bracelets.
  3016. 3:48:28–3:48:30And I'll wear them.
  3017. 3:48:30–3:48:34I'll have a golden sheet made for you.
  3018. 3:48:34–3:48:35And I'll sit on it.
  3019. 3:48:35–3:48:39I'll give you all my leavings.
  3020. 3:48:39–3:48:40And I'll eat them.
  3021. 3:48:40–3:48:43I'll make you the chief of all my S-hervents.
  3022. 3:48:43–3:48:47Master, I'll be the chief.
  3023. 3:48:47–3:48:50You only have to attend to what I say.
  3024. 3:48:50–3:48:55Master, I will do anything, unless it be a sin.
  3025. 3:48:55–3:48:58There's not a smell of a shin in it.
  3026. 3:48:58–3:49:00Then speak, master.
  3027. 3:49:00–3:49:02Murder for Santicina.
  3028. 3:49:02–3:49:06Oh, master, be merciful.
  3029. 3:49:06–3:49:08Unworthy as I am.
  3030. 3:49:08–3:49:13I brought this worthy lady hither, because she mistook this bullet cart for another.
  3031. 3:49:13–3:49:17You slave, ain't I your master?
  3032. 3:49:17–3:49:25Master of my body, not of my character. Be merciful. Master, be merciful. I am afraid.
  3033. 3:49:25–3:49:29You're my slave. Who are you afraid of?
  3034. 3:49:29–3:49:32Of the other world, Master.
  3035. 3:49:32–3:49:35Who is this? Other world.
  3036. 3:49:35–3:49:39Master, it is a rewarder of righteousness and sin.
  3037. 3:49:39–3:49:42What is the reward of righteousness?
  3038. 3:49:42–3:49:46To be like my master, with plenty of golden ornaments.
  3039. 3:49:46–3:49:49What is the reward of shin?
  3040. 3:49:49–3:49:55To be like me, eating another man's bread. That is why I will do no sin.
  3041. 3:49:55–3:50:00Show you won't murder her? He beats him with all his might.
  3042. 3:50:00–3:50:30यू मैथिली भाषाक साहित्य, समालोचना, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कवित
  3043. 3:50:30–3:50:36This poor, miserable slave, Seek virtues mead beyond the grave,
  3044. 3:50:36–3:50:38And is his Lord indifferent.
  3045. 3:50:38–3:50:41Then why are not such creatures sent?
  3046. 3:50:41–3:50:43To instant hell.
  3047. 3:50:43–3:50:45Whose sinful store?
  3048. 3:50:45–3:50:46Grows great.
  3049. 3:50:46–3:50:48Who know not virtue more?
  3050. 3:50:48–3:50:49And again?
  3051. 3:50:49–3:50:50Ah!
  3052. 3:50:50–3:50:51Cruel!
  3053. 3:50:51–3:50:56Cruel is our fate, And enters through the straightest gate.
  3054. 3:50:56–3:51:00Since he is slave, And you are Lord,
  3055. 3:51:00–3:51:05he does not enjoy your horde, since you do not obey his word.
  3056. 3:51:05–3:51:07Aside.
  3057. 3:51:07–3:51:14The old jackal is afraid of a shin, and the, life-long slave, is afraid of the other world.
  3058. 3:51:14–3:51:16Who am I afraid of?
  3059. 3:51:16–3:51:25I, the king's brother in law, an aristocrat, a man, a loud, well, shervant, you, life-long
  3060. 3:51:25–3:51:31slave. You can go. Go to your room and reach and keep out of my way."
  3061. 3:51:31–3:51:39Yes, Master. To Vasantasina. Madam, I have no further power. Exit.
  3062. 3:51:39–3:51:47Goads up his loins. Wait a minute, Vasantasina. Wait a minute. I want to murder you.
  3063. 3:51:47–3:51:54You will kill her before my eyes. He seizes him by the throat. Falls to the ground.
  3064. 3:51:54–3:51:58Sure, you, re-murdering your mashtar.
  3065. 3:51:58–3:52:01He loses consciousness, but recovers.
  3066. 3:52:01–3:52:06I always fed him fat with meat, and gave him butter too.
  3067. 3:52:06–3:52:07To eat.
  3068. 3:52:07–3:52:10Now for the friend in need I search.
  3069. 3:52:10–3:52:14Why does he leave me in the lurch?"
  3070. 3:52:14–3:52:15After reflection.
  3071. 3:52:15–3:52:16Good.
  3072. 3:52:16–3:52:18I have an idea.
  3073. 3:52:18–3:52:22The old jackal gave her a hint by shaking his head at her.
  3074. 3:52:22–3:52:23Show I.
  3075. 3:52:23–3:52:25L.L. shunned him away.
  3076. 3:52:25–3:52:26And then I...
  3077. 3:52:26–3:52:29L.L. murder Vasantasina.
  3078. 3:52:29–3:52:31That's the idea.
  3079. 3:52:31–3:52:32Allowed.
  3080. 3:52:32–3:52:33Sure.
  3081. 3:52:33–3:52:37I was born in a noble family as great as a wine glass.
  3082. 3:52:37–3:52:40How could I do that shin I spoke about?
  3083. 3:52:40–3:52:43I just shade it to make her love me.
  3084. 3:52:43–3:52:47Why should you boast of this, your noble birth?
  3085. 3:52:47–3:52:50T is character that makes the man of worth.
  3086. 3:52:50–3:52:53but thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth.
  3087. 3:52:53–3:52:59She, is ashamed to confess her love when you, re, hear.
  3088. 3:52:59–3:53:00Please go.
  3089. 3:53:00–3:53:04My shervant stevarica has gone too after getting a beating.
  3090. 3:53:04–3:53:06He may be running away.
  3091. 3:53:06–3:53:07Catch him.
  3092. 3:53:07–3:53:08Sure.
  3093. 3:53:08–3:53:10And come back with him."
  3094. 3:53:10–3:53:15Aside, Vasantasena is too proud to own.
  3095. 3:53:15–3:53:19While I am near, her love for one so crude.
  3096. 3:53:19–3:53:22So now I leave her here with him alone.
  3097. 3:53:22–3:53:25Love's confidence is long for solitude.
  3098. 3:53:25–3:53:27Allowed.
  3099. 3:53:27–3:53:28Very well.
  3100. 3:53:28–3:53:29I go.
  3101. 3:53:29–3:53:33Seizing the heme of his garment.
  3102. 3:53:33–3:53:37Did I not throw myself upon your protection?
  3103. 3:53:37–3:53:38Do not fear.
  3104. 3:53:38–3:53:39Vasantasina.
  3105. 3:53:39–3:53:40Jackass.
  3106. 3:53:40–3:53:45Vasantasina is a pledge, committed to your hand.
  3107. 3:53:45–3:53:46All right.
  3108. 3:53:46–3:53:49Just let her be committed to my hand.
  3109. 3:53:49–3:53:53it, essay pledge that I, I'll execute."
  3110. 3:53:53–3:53:55Are you honest?
  3111. 3:53:55–3:53:57Hunch.
  3112. 3:53:57–3:53:59Takes a few steps.
  3113. 3:53:59–3:54:00No.
  3114. 3:54:00–3:54:03If I go, the wretch might kill her.
  3115. 3:54:03–3:54:08I will conceal myself for a moment and see what he intends to do.
  3116. 3:54:08–3:54:10He stands apart.
  3117. 3:54:10–3:54:11Good.
  3118. 3:54:11–3:54:13I, I'll murder her.
  3119. 3:54:13–3:54:14But no.
  3120. 3:54:14–3:54:17Perhaps fish-tricky-trickster.
  3121. 3:54:17–3:54:18Fish brahman.
  3122. 3:54:18–3:54:22The shold jackal has gone and hidden him shelf.
  3123. 3:54:22–3:54:25He might raise a howl like the jackal he is.
  3124. 3:54:25–3:54:28I, I'll just do fish to deceive him.
  3125. 3:54:28–3:54:31He gathers flowers and adorns himself.
  3126. 3:54:31–3:54:36Vasantasena, my love, my love, come.
  3127. 3:54:36–3:54:39Yes, he has turned lover.
  3128. 3:54:39–3:54:40Good.
  3129. 3:54:40–3:54:41I am content.
  3130. 3:54:41–3:54:43I will go.
  3131. 3:54:43–3:54:44Exit.
  3132. 3:54:44–3:54:46I, I'll give you gold.
  3133. 3:54:46–3:54:57Aye, I'll call you sweet. My turbaned headed oars your feet. Why not love me, my clean-toothed girl? Why worship such a pauper churl?
  3134. 3:54:57–3:54:59How can you ask?
  3135. 3:55:00–3:55:30शिबाव्विशार-विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्श
  3136. 3:55:30–3:55:33I cannot cling to the locus tree.
  3137. 3:55:33–3:55:38Wench, you make that poor little charodata into a mango tree.
  3138. 3:55:38–3:55:41And me you call a locus tree.
  3139. 3:55:41–3:55:43Not even an acacia.
  3140. 3:55:43–3:55:45That is the way you abuse me.
  3141. 3:55:45–3:55:48And even yet you remember charodata.
  3142. 3:55:48–3:55:53Why should I not remember him who dwells in my heart?
  3143. 3:55:53–3:55:57Fish very minute, I am going to SH-trangle.
  3144. 3:55:57–3:56:00Him who dwells in your heart, and you too.
  3145. 3:56:00–3:56:05Stand still, you poor merchant man's lover.
  3146. 3:56:05–3:56:10O speak, O speak again these words that do me want to.
  3147. 3:56:10–3:56:14Just let poor Charudatta, the shon of a slave,
  3148. 3:56:14–3:56:16rescue you now.
  3149. 3:56:16–3:56:20He would rescue me, if he saw me.
  3150. 3:56:20–3:56:25Is he the king of gods? The royal ape, shon of a nymph,
  3151. 3:56:25–3:56:33or wears a demon's shape, the kingly deity of wind and rain, the off-shring of the Pandu Princess Bane,
  3152. 3:56:33–3:56:41a prophet, or a vulture known afar, a statesman, or a beetle, or a star, but even if he was,
  3153. 3:56:41–3:56:48he could entree shqu you, as Cedar in the barata was killed by good old Chanakya.
  3154. 3:56:48–3:56:54Shoe I intend to throttle thee, as did Jattayou Draupadi.
  3155. 3:56:54–3:56:56He raises his arm to strike her.
  3156. 3:56:58–3:57:05Mother, where are you? Oh, Charuditta, my heart's longing is unfulfilled.
  3157. 3:57:05–3:57:12And now I die. I will scream for help. No, it would bring shame on Vasantasina.
  3158. 3:57:12–3:57:16Should she scream for help? Heaven bless Charuditta.
  3159. 3:57:17–3:57:23Does the wench SHPK that rush gal's name even yet? He seizes her by the throat.
  3160. 3:57:23–3:57:32Remember him. Wench. Heaven bless Charuditta. Die. Wench. He strangles her.
  3161. 3:57:32–3:57:40Visantasina loses consciousness and falls motionless. Gleefully, fishbashgit full of
  3162. 3:57:40–3:57:47shin, fishwench, fishfowlabode of impudence she came to love. She stayed to blench.
  3163. 3:57:47–3:57:54for death's embrace took every sense. But why Boashti of Valoris arms an SHT out?
  3164. 3:57:54–3:58:01She simply died because her breath gave out. Like Cedar in the barata, she lies. Ah,
  3165. 3:58:01–3:58:08mother mine, how prettily she dies. She would not love me. Though I loved the wench,
  3166. 3:58:08–3:58:15I sure the empty garden. Set the snare and frightened her and made the poor girl
  3167. 3:58:15–3:58:20My brother, oh, my father, fish is where
  3168. 3:58:20–3:58:23You missed the s-height of heroism, s-h-t-out
  3169. 3:58:23–3:58:27Your brother and your shon here gloss-homed out
  3170. 3:58:27–3:58:30Into a man like Mother Drow-party
  3171. 3:58:30–3:58:33You were not there, my bravery to she
  3172. 3:58:33–3:58:36Good, the old jackal will be here in a minute
  3173. 3:58:36–3:58:40I, al-s-h-t-e-p-a-she-day and wait
  3174. 3:58:40–3:58:42He does so
  3175. 3:58:42–3:58:46Enter the courtier with Stavarica.
  3176. 3:58:46–3:58:50I have persuaded the servant Stavaraka to come back,
  3177. 3:58:50–3:58:52and now I will look for the jackass.
  3178. 3:58:52–3:58:55He walks about and looks around him.
  3179. 3:58:55–3:58:59But see, a tree has fallen by the roadside
  3180. 3:58:59–3:59:02and killed a woman in its fall.
  3181. 3:59:02–3:59:06Oh cruel, how couldst thou do this deed of shame?
  3182. 3:59:06–3:59:10And when I see that a woman was slain by thy fatal fall,
  3183. 3:59:10–3:59:18I too am felled to the earth. Truly! My heart's fear for Vasanticina was an evil omen.
  3184. 3:59:18–3:59:25Oh! Heaven grants that all may yet be well. He approaches Sanztonaka.
  3185. 3:59:25–3:59:30Jackass! I have persuaded your servant Stavarakka to return.
  3186. 3:59:30–3:59:38How do you do? Sure. Stavaraka. My little Sean. My slave. How do you do?
  3187. 3:59:38–3:59:40Well, thank you.
  3188. 3:59:40–3:59:42Give me my pledge.
  3189. 3:59:42–3:59:44What pledge?
  3190. 3:59:44–3:59:46Vasantasina.
  3191. 3:59:46–3:59:48She's gone.
  3192. 3:59:48–3:59:50Where?
  3193. 3:59:50–3:59:52Right after you.
  3194. 3:59:52–3:59:54Doubtfully. No.
  3195. 3:59:54–3:59:56She did not go in that direction.
  3196. 3:59:56–4:00:00In what direction did you go?
  3197. 4:00:00–4:00:04तोवार्द दीश्ट वेल, शीवेंच शाथ
  3198. 4:00:04–4:00:08शो दिड़ाई, शीवेंच नोच
  3199. 4:00:08–4:00:15This is nonsense. My heart is not satisfied. Speak the truth.
  3200. 4:00:15–4:00:24I shwear by your head, sure, and my own feet. You may be easy in your heart. I murdered her.
  3201. 4:00:24–4:00:28Despairingly. You really killed her.
  3202. 4:00:28–4:00:34If you don't believe my words, then she the first heroic deed of Sanzthunnaka,
  3203. 4:00:34–4:00:39The king's brother-in-law. He points out the body.
  3204. 4:00:39–4:00:44Alas! Ah! Woe is me! He falls in a swoon.
  3205. 4:00:44–4:00:49He, he! The gentleman is calm enough now.
  3206. 4:00:49–4:00:54Oh! Sir! Come to yourself! I am the first murderer,
  3207. 4:00:54–4:00:59for I brought the bullet-cart hither without looking into it.
  3208. 4:00:59–4:01:08comes to himself mournfully. Alas! Vasantacena! The stream of courtesy is dried away
  3209. 4:01:08–4:01:15and happiness to her own land doth flee. Sweet gem of gems, that new love's gentle play,
  3210. 4:01:15–4:01:22love's martin beauties? Joy of men like me! Thy mirth shored stream,
  3211. 4:01:22–4:01:30That kind and healing river alas, is perished, lost, and gone forever.
  3212. 4:01:30–4:01:34Tearfully, ah, woe is me.
  3213. 4:01:34–4:01:38What sin is yet to come, or woe?
  3214. 4:01:38–4:01:43Now thou hast done this deed of hate, like sin's foul self.
  3215. 4:01:43–4:01:48Hast thou laid low, the sinless goddess of our state.
  3216. 4:01:48–4:01:58Aside. Ah. Perhaps the wretch means to lay this sin to my charge. I must go hence. He walks about.
  3217. 4:01:58–4:02:08Sansternakar approaches and holds him back. Scoundrel. Touch me not. I have done with you. I go.
  3218. 4:02:08–4:02:15Aha! First you murder Vasantasena. Then you abuse me. And now where will you run to?
  3219. 4:02:15–4:02:20and show a man like me has ent anybody to protect him.
  3220. 4:02:20–4:02:23You are an accursed scoundrel.
  3221. 4:02:23–4:02:29I'll give you countless wealth, a piece of gold, a copper, and a cap
  3222. 4:02:29–4:02:34to have and hold, and show the fame of fish great deed shall be
  3223. 4:02:34–4:02:38a common property, and shan't touch me.
  3224. 4:02:38–4:02:44Accurse upon you, yours, and yours only, be the deed.
  3225. 4:02:44–4:02:46Heaven avert the omen.
  3226. 4:02:46–4:02:49Sansternaca bursts out laughing.
  3227. 4:02:49–4:02:51Be enmity between us.
  3228. 4:02:51–4:02:53Cease your mirth.
  3229. 4:02:53–4:02:56Damned be a friendship that so shames my worth.
  3230. 4:02:56–4:03:00Never may I set eyes on one so low.
  3231. 4:03:00–4:03:02I fling you off.
  3232. 4:03:02–4:03:05An unstrung, broken bow.
  3233. 4:03:05–4:03:07Don't be angry.
  3234. 4:03:07–4:03:10Come. Let's go and play in the pond.
  3235. 4:03:10–4:03:12Unstained my life.
  3236. 4:03:12–4:03:19And yet it seems to me, your friendship stains and mocks my sinlessness.
  3237. 4:03:19–4:03:25You woman murderer, how could I be a friend to one whom women ever see,
  3238. 4:03:25–4:03:29with eyes half closed in apprehension stress.
  3239. 4:03:29–4:03:33Mournfully, the Santa Cena
  3240. 4:03:33–4:03:40When thou, sweet maid, art born again, Be not a courtesan reborn,
  3241. 4:03:40–4:03:47But in a house which signless men, And virtuous, and good, adorn.
  3242. 4:03:47–4:03:52First you murdered the Santacena In my old garden Pushpakaranda,
  3243. 4:03:52–4:03:59And now where will you run to? Come, defend your shelf in court Before my shishtas husband.
  3244. 4:03:59–4:04:01He holds him back.
  3245. 4:04:01–4:04:04Enough, you accursed scoundrel.
  3246. 4:04:04–4:04:07He draws his sword.
  3247. 4:04:07–4:04:10Recoiling in terror, scared, are you?
  3248. 4:04:10–4:04:12Go along, then.
  3249. 4:04:12–4:04:14Aside.
  3250. 4:04:14–4:04:16It would be folly to remain here.
  3251. 4:04:16–4:04:24Well, I will go and join myself to Shavulaka, Shandanaka, and the rest?
  3252. 4:04:24–4:04:25Exit.
  3253. 4:04:25–4:04:26Go to hell.
  3254. 4:04:26–4:04:27Well.
  3255. 4:04:27–4:04:33Little Shonsta Varaka, what kind of a thing is fish that I, vey done?
  3256. 4:04:33–4:04:37Master, you have committed a terrible crime.
  3257. 4:04:37–4:04:41Shlave, what do you mean by talking about a crime?
  3258. 4:04:41–4:04:44Well, I, I'll do it fishway.
  3259. 4:04:44–4:04:48He takes various ornaments from his person.
  3260. 4:04:48–4:04:51Take these gems I give, em to you.
  3261. 4:04:51–4:04:52Whenever I want to wear them.
  3262. 4:04:52–4:04:55I, I'll take em back again.
  3263. 4:04:55–4:04:58the reached of the time they are yours.
  3264. 4:04:58–4:05:00They should be worn only.
  3265. 4:05:00–4:05:04बई मैझमास्टर, वाद आप आप दिए विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3266. 4:05:04–4:05:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3267. 4:05:06–4:05:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3268. 4:05:08–4:05:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3269. 4:05:10–4:05:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3270. 4:05:12–4:05:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3271. 4:05:14–4:05:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3272. 4:05:16–4:05:23shelf invisible. He wanted to save himself. And the slave I, Ul put in irons in the palace
  3273. 4:05:23–4:05:31tower. And keep him there. And show the shekret will be shaffer. I, Ul go along. But first
  3274. 4:05:31–4:05:39I, Ul take a look at her. Is she dead? Or shall I murder her again? He looks at Versantasina.
  3275. 4:05:39–4:05:47as a doornail. Good. I, I'll cover her with fish cloak. No. It has my name on it. Shome
  3276. 4:05:47–4:05:53Honeshman might recognize it. Well, here are S. Home Dry leaves that the wind has blown
  3277. 4:05:53–4:06:01into a heap. I, I'll cover her with them. He does so. Then pauses to reflect. Good.
  3278. 4:06:01–4:06:09I, I'll do it fish way. I, I'll go to court at once. And there I, I'll lodge a complaint
  3279. 4:06:09–4:06:17I, Ulshe that the merchant Charudatta enticed Vasantasina into my old garden Pushpakaranda
  3280. 4:06:17–4:06:19and killed her for her money.
  3281. 4:06:19–4:06:20Yesh!
  3282. 4:06:20–4:06:23Charudatta must be slaughtered now.
  3283. 4:06:23–4:06:26And I, Ulshe, invent the plan.
  3284. 4:06:26–4:06:33Forgetting Pity, the sacrificing of a sinless cow, is cruel in the kindish-hearted city.
  3285. 4:06:33–4:06:35Now I, am ready to go.
  3286. 4:06:35–4:06:37He starts to go away.
  3287. 4:06:37–4:06:40perceives something that frightens him.
  3288. 4:06:40–4:06:42Goodness gracious me!
  3289. 4:06:42–4:06:47Wherever I go, fish-dammed monk comes with his yellow robes.
  3290. 4:06:47–4:06:51I bored a hole in his nose once and drove him around.
  3291. 4:06:51–4:06:53And he hates me.
  3292. 4:06:53–4:06:57Perhaps he'll she me, and will tell people that I murdered her.
  3293. 4:06:57–4:06:58How shall I escapé?
  3294. 4:06:58–4:06:59He looks about.
  3295. 4:06:59–4:07:00Aha!
  3296. 4:07:00–4:07:05I, I'll jump over the wall where it is half fallen down.
  3297. 4:07:05–4:07:07And hishkape that way.
  3298. 4:07:07–4:07:15I run, I run, I go, in heaven, on earth below, in hell, and in salon.
  3299. 4:07:15–4:07:18Hanumat speaks upon like Indra's self.
  3300. 4:07:18–4:07:22I go, exit."
  3301. 4:07:22–4:07:26Enter hurriedly the Buddhist monk, Exshampua.
  3302. 4:07:26–4:07:29I've washed these rags of mine.
  3303. 4:07:29–4:07:32Shall I let them dry on a branch?
  3304. 4:07:32–4:07:33No.
  3305. 4:07:33–4:07:35The monkeys would steal them.
  3306. 4:07:35–4:07:42On the ground? The dust would make them dirty again. Well then, where shall I spread them
  3307. 4:07:42–4:07:49out to dry? He looks about. Ah, here is a pile of dry leaves which the wind has blown
  3308. 4:07:49–4:07:58into a heap. I, L, L spread them out on that. He does so. Buddha be praised. He sits down.
  3309. 4:07:58–4:08:06Now I will repeat to him of the faith, who slays the five men and the female bane by whom
  3310. 4:08:06–4:08:12protection to the town is given, by whom the outcast impotent is slain.
  3311. 4:08:12–4:08:16He cannot fail to enter into heaven.
  3312. 4:08:16–4:08:19After all, what have I to do with heaven?
  3313. 4:08:19–4:08:26Before I have paid my debt to Vasantacina, my sister in Buddha, she bought my freedom
  3314. 4:08:26–4:08:33for ten gold pieces from the gamblers, and since that day I regard myself as her property.
  3315. 4:08:33–4:08:41He looks about. What was that? A sigh that arose from the leaves. It cannot be. The heated
  3316. 4:08:41–4:08:49breezes heat the leaves. The wetted garment wets the leaves. And so, I guess, the scattered
  3317. 4:08:49–4:08:54leaves curl up like any other leaves.
  3318. 4:08:54–4:09:00Vasantasena begins to recover consciousness and stretches out her hand.
  3319. 4:09:00–4:09:04R. There appears a woman's hand.
  3320. 4:09:04–4:09:07Adorned with beautiful gems, what?
  3321. 4:09:07–4:09:09A second hand?
  3322. 4:09:09–4:09:11He examines it with the greatest care.
  3323. 4:09:11–4:09:15It seems to me, I recognize this hand.
  3324. 4:09:15–4:09:18Yes, there is no doubt about it.
  3325. 4:09:18–4:09:22Surely, this is the hand that saved me.
  3326. 4:09:22–4:09:24But I must see for myself.
  3327. 4:09:24–4:09:30He uncovers the body, looks at it, and recognizes it.
  3328. 4:09:30–4:09:32It is my sister in Buddha.
  3329. 4:09:32–4:09:35Vasantasina pants for water.
  3330. 4:09:35–4:09:36Ah!
  3331. 4:09:36–4:09:38She seeks water.
  3332. 4:09:38–4:09:40And the pond is far away.
  3333. 4:09:40–4:09:42What shall I do?
  3334. 4:09:42–4:09:43An idea.
  3335. 4:09:43–4:09:47I will hold this robe over her and let it drip upon her.
  3336. 4:09:47–4:09:49He does so.
  3337. 4:09:49–4:09:54Vasanta Sina recovers consciousness and raises herself.
  3338. 4:09:54–4:09:56The monk fans her with his garment.
  3339. 4:09:56–4:09:59Who are you, sir?
  3340. 4:10:00–4:10:06Has my sister in Buddha forgotten him whose freedom she bought for ten gold pieces?
  3341. 4:10:06–4:10:13I seem to remember, but not just as you say. It were better that I had slept never to awaken.
  3342. 4:10:13–4:10:17What happened here, sister in Buddha?
  3343. 4:10:17–4:10:22Despairingly, nothing but wood is fitting for a quarter-zan.
  3344. 4:10:22–4:10:38Sister in Buddha, support yourself by this creeper that clings to the tree and rise to your feet. He bends down the creeper. Vasantasena takes it in her hand and rises.
  3345. 4:10:38–4:10:42In Yonder monastery dwells one who is my sister in the faith.
  3346. 4:10:42–4:10:47There shall my sister in Buddha be restored before she returns home.
  3347. 4:10:47–4:10:50You must walk very slowly.
  3348. 4:10:50–4:10:51Sister.
  3349. 4:10:51–4:10:54He walks about and looks around him.
  3350. 4:10:54–4:10:55Make way.
  3351. 4:10:55–4:10:56Good people.
  3352. 4:10:56–4:10:58Make way.
  3353. 4:10:58–4:10:59This is a young lady.
  3354. 4:10:59–4:11:01And I am a monk.
  3355. 4:11:01–4:11:04Yet my conduct is above reproach.
  3356. 4:11:04–4:11:06The man whose hands,
  3357. 4:11:06–4:11:11whose lips are free from greed, who curbs his senses?
  3358. 4:11:11–4:11:13He is man indeed.
  3359. 4:11:13–4:11:15He little wrecks.
  3360. 4:11:15–4:11:21If kingdoms fall or stand, for heaven is in the hollow of his hand.
  3361. 4:11:21–4:11:29Ex-Aunt. Enter a beadle.
  3362. 4:11:29–4:11:36The magistrates said to me, Come, beadle, go to the courtroom, and make ready the seats.
  3363. 4:11:36–4:11:40So now I am on my way to set the courtroom in order.
  3364. 4:11:40–4:11:42He walks about and looks around him.
  3365. 4:11:42–4:11:44Here is the courtroom.
  3366. 4:11:44–4:11:45I will enter.
  3367. 4:11:45–4:11:50He enters, sweeps, and puts a seat in its place.
  3368. 4:11:50–4:11:55There, I have tidied up the courtroom and put the seats in readiness.
  3369. 4:11:55–4:11:58And now I will go and tell the magistrates.
  3370. 4:11:58–4:12:01He walks about and looks around him.
  3371. 4:12:01–4:12:04But see, here comes that errant nave.
  3372. 4:12:04–4:12:09The king's brother-in-law. I will go away without attracting his attention.
  3373. 4:12:09–4:12:13He stands apart, enters sans fanaca, in gorgeous raiment.
  3374. 4:12:14–4:12:22I bathed where water runs and flows and pearls. I chat within a garden, park, and grove,
  3375. 4:12:22–4:12:29with women, and with females, and with girls, whose lovely limbs with grace angelic move.
  3376. 4:12:29–4:12:38My hair is s-hometimes done uptight. You shee. In locks or curls. It hangs my forehead o'er.
  3377. 4:12:38–4:12:47Shometimes. Tee is matted. S-hometimes hanging free. And then again. I wear a pompadour. I am a wonder.
  3378. 4:12:47–4:12:56I'm a wondrous thing. And the husband of my shishto is the king. And besheedies. I, vey, found a big hole.
  3379. 4:12:56–4:13:00like a worm that has crawled into the knot of a lotush root
  3380. 4:13:00–4:13:03and is looking for a hole to creep out at.
  3381. 4:13:03–4:13:10Now who was I going to accuse of fish-wickard deed? He recalls something. Oh, yesh.
  3382. 4:13:10–4:13:18I remember. I was going to accuse poor Charodata of fish-wickard deed. Besheedies. He's poor.
  3383. 4:13:18–4:13:21They, I'll believe anything about him. Good.
  3384. 4:13:21–4:13:27I, I'll go to the courtroom and lodge a public complaint against Charudatta.
  3385. 4:13:27–4:13:28How he S.H.
  3386. 4:13:28–4:13:31strangled Vicenticina and murdered her.
  3387. 4:13:31–4:13:35Show now I, M. on my way to the courtroom.
  3388. 4:13:35–4:13:38He walks about and looks around him.
  3389. 4:13:38–4:13:39Here is the courtroom.
  3390. 4:13:39–4:13:41I, I'll go in.
  3391. 4:13:41–4:13:43He enters and looks about.
  3392. 4:13:43–4:13:46Well, here are the sheets.
  3393. 4:13:46–4:13:47All arranged.
  3394. 4:13:47–4:13:49While I, M. waiting for the Magistrates.
  3395. 4:13:49–4:13:53I, I'll just sit down a minute on the grass.
  3396. 4:13:53–4:13:55He does so.
  3397. 4:13:55–4:13:57Walks about in another direction,
  3398. 4:13:57–4:13:59and looks before him.
  3399. 4:13:59–4:14:01Here come the magistrates.
  3400. 4:14:01–4:14:03I will go to them.
  3401. 4:14:03–4:14:05He does so.
  3402. 4:14:05–4:14:07Enter the Judge,
  3403. 4:14:07–4:14:09accompanied by a guiled warden,
  3404. 4:14:09–4:14:11a clerk, and others.
  3405. 4:14:11–4:14:13Guild Warden and Clerk.
  3406. 4:14:13–4:14:15We await your bidding.
  3407. 4:14:15–4:14:17A trial depends to such an extent
  3408. 4:14:17–4:14:23The trial depends to such an extent upon others that the task of the magistrates, the reading
  3409. 4:14:23–4:14:28of and others' thoughts, is most difficult.
  3410. 4:14:28–4:14:32Men often speak of deeds that no man saw.
  3411. 4:14:32–4:14:36Matters beyond the province of the law.
  3412. 4:14:36–4:14:42Passion so rules the parties that their lies hide their offenses from judicial eyes.
  3413. 4:14:42–4:14:46This side and that exaggerate a thing.
  3414. 4:14:46–4:14:49At last it implicates the king.
  3415. 4:14:49–4:14:53To sum it up, false blame is easy one.
  3416. 4:14:53–4:14:56A true judge little praised.
  3417. 4:14:56–4:14:58Or praised by none.
  3418. 4:14:58–4:14:59And again?
  3419. 4:14:59–4:15:00M-
  3420. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3421. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3422. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3423. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3424. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3425. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3426. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3427. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3428. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3429. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3430. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3431. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3432. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3433. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3434. 4:15:00–4:15:00M-
  3435. 4:15:00–4:15:30आन अछि। आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� �
  3436. 4:15:30–4:15:32For the judge must be learned
  3437. 4:15:32–4:15:36And skilled in tracing fraud's sly path
  3438. 4:15:36–4:15:37And eloquent
  3439. 4:15:37–4:15:39Insensible to wrath
  3440. 4:15:39–4:15:40To friend
  3441. 4:15:40–4:15:42Foe
  3442. 4:15:42–4:15:44Kinsman showing equal grace
  3443. 4:15:44–4:15:48Reserving judgment till he know the case
  3444. 4:15:48–4:15:50Untouched by avarice
  3445. 4:15:50–4:15:52In virtue sound
  3446. 4:15:52–4:15:54The weak he must defend
  3447. 4:15:54–4:15:56The nave confound
  3448. 4:15:56–4:15:58An open door to truth
  3449. 4:15:58–4:16:00His heart must cling.
  3450. 4:16:00–4:16:02Two others' interests.
  3451. 4:16:02–4:16:04Yet shun each thing.
  3452. 4:16:04–4:16:07That might awake the anger of the king.
  3453. 4:16:07–4:16:11And do men speak of defects in your virtue?
  3454. 4:16:11–4:16:15If so, then they speak of darkness in the moonlight.
  3455. 4:16:15–4:16:20My good beedle, conduct me to the courtroom.
  3456. 4:16:20–4:16:22Follow me, your honor.
  3457. 4:16:22–4:16:25They walk about. Here is the courtroom.
  3458. 4:16:25–4:16:27May the magistrates be pleased to enter.
  3459. 4:16:27–4:16:29I'll enter.
  3460. 4:16:29–4:16:31My good beedle.
  3461. 4:16:31–4:16:35Do you go outside and learn who desires to present a case?
  3462. 4:16:35–4:16:39Yes, sir. He goes out.
  3463. 4:16:39–4:16:45Gentlemen, the magistrates ask if there is any here who desires to present a case.
  3464. 4:16:45–4:16:49Gleefully, the Magish traits are here.
  3465. 4:16:49–4:16:53He struts about. I desire to present a cash.
  3466. 4:16:53–4:17:02by an aristocrat, a man, a Vasudeva, the royal brother-in-law, the brother-in-law of the king.
  3467. 4:17:02–4:17:09In alarm, goodness, the king's brother-in-law is the first who desires to present a case.
  3468. 4:17:09–4:17:15Well, wait a moment, sir, I will inform the magistrates at once.
  3469. 4:17:15–4:17:22He approaches the magistrates. Gentlemen, here is the king's brother-in-law who has come to court.
  3470. 4:17:22–4:17:25Desiring to present a case.
  3471. 4:17:25–4:17:34What? The king's brother-in-law is the first who desires to present a case. Like an eclipse at sunrise.
  3472. 4:17:34–4:17:38This betokens the ruin of some great man.
  3473. 4:17:38–4:17:48Beedle. The court will doubtless be very busy today. Go forth, my good man, and say, leave us for today.
  3474. 4:17:48–4:17:51Your suit cannot be considered.
  3475. 4:17:51–4:17:54Yes, Your Honor.
  3476. 4:17:54–4:17:57He goes out and approaches Sansphanica.
  3477. 4:17:57–4:18:02Sir, the magistrates send word that you are to leave them for today.
  3478. 4:18:02–4:18:05That your suit cannot be considered.
  3479. 4:18:05–4:18:06Wrathfully.
  3480. 4:18:06–4:18:08Confound it.
  3481. 4:18:08–4:18:11Why can't my shoe-it be consigned red?
  3482. 4:18:11–4:18:16If it is ent consigned red, then I, I'll tell my brother in law.
  3483. 4:18:16–4:18:17King Pelaka.
  3484. 4:18:17–4:18:19My shishtas husband.
  3485. 4:18:19–4:18:23And I, I'll tell my shishtar and my mother too.
  3486. 4:18:23–4:18:26And I, I'll have fish-judge removed.
  3487. 4:18:26–4:18:28And another judge appointed.
  3488. 4:18:28–4:18:30He starts to go away."
  3489. 4:18:30–4:18:34Oh, sir, brother-in-law of the king.
  3490. 4:18:34–4:18:38Wait a moment, I will inform the magistrates at once.
  3491. 4:18:38–4:18:40He returns to the judge.
  3492. 4:18:40–4:18:43The brother-in-law of the king is angry.
  3493. 4:18:43–4:18:44And says.
  3494. 4:18:44–4:18:48He repeats Sansphanica's words.
  3495. 4:18:48–4:18:50This fool might do anything.
  3496. 4:18:50–4:18:57My good man, tell him to come hither, that his suit will be considered.
  3497. 4:18:57–4:19:02Approaching Sans Thanaka, sir, the magistrates send word that you are to come in.
  3498. 4:19:02–4:19:05That your suit will be considered.
  3499. 4:19:05–4:19:07Pray enter, sir.
  3500. 4:19:07–4:19:10First they say it won't be consigned red.
  3501. 4:19:10–4:19:13Then they say it will be consigned red.
  3502. 4:19:13–4:19:17The Magish traits are shcared.
  3503. 4:19:17–4:19:26I say I I'll make him believe it good I I'll enter he enters and approaches the magistrates
  3504. 4:19:26–4:19:36I am feeling very well thank you whether you feel well or not that depends on me aside well
  3505. 4:19:36–4:19:45well we seem to have a highly cultivated plaintiff allowed pray be seated well fish floor belongs
  3506. 4:19:45–4:19:54to me. I'll sit down wherever I like. To the guild warden. I'll sit here. To the beetle.
  3507. 4:19:54–4:20:00Why shouldn't I sit here? He lays his hand on the judge's head. I'll sit here.
  3508. 4:20:00–4:20:02ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद
  3509. 4:20:02–4:20:04ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद
  3510. 4:20:04–4:20:06ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद
  3511. 4:20:06–4:20:08ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद
  3512. 4:20:08–4:20:10ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद
  3513. 4:20:10–4:20:12ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद
  3514. 4:20:12–4:20:14ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद
  3515. 4:20:14–4:20:21great family of a man as glorious as a wine glass. My father's father of the king, in law.
  3516. 4:20:21–4:20:28The king. He is my daddy's son in law. And I am brother to the king, in law. And the
  3517. 4:20:28–4:20:31husband of my shishto is the king.
  3518. 4:20:31–4:20:38All this we know. Why should you boast of this, your noble birth? T is character that
  3519. 4:20:38–4:20:45makes the man of worth. But thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth. Stake your case."
  3520. 4:20:45–4:20:53I will, but even if I was guilty, he wouldn't do anything to me. Well, my shishter's husband
  3521. 4:20:53–4:21:00liked me, and gave me the best garden there is. The old garden push parkeranda to play
  3522. 4:21:00–4:21:06in and look after. And there I go every day to look at it. To keep it dry, to keep
  3523. 4:21:06–4:21:13it clean, to keep it gloss-homing, to keep it trimmed, but fate decreed that I sure, or
  3524. 4:21:13–4:21:17rather, I didn't she, the prostrate body of a woman."
  3525. 4:21:17–4:21:21Do you know who the unfortunate woman was?
  3526. 4:21:21–4:21:24Hello, Magish-traits.
  3527. 4:21:24–4:21:26Why shouldn't I know?
  3528. 4:21:26–4:21:33A woman like that, the pearl of the city, adorned with a hundred golden ornaments.
  3529. 4:21:33–4:21:39Gildy's unworthy shun enticed her into the old garden pushparkeranda when it was empty.
  3530. 4:21:39–4:21:46And for a mere trifle, for her money, S.H. strangled Vicenticina and killed her.
  3531. 4:21:46–4:21:47But I didn't.
  3532. 4:21:47–4:21:52He breaks off, and puts his hand over his mouth.
  3533. 4:21:52–4:21:55What carelessness on the part of the city police?
  3534. 4:21:55–4:21:58Gild Warden and Clerk.
  3535. 4:21:58–4:22:03down the words, I didn't, as the first article in the case.
  3536. 4:22:03–4:22:08Yes, sir. He does so. Sir, it is written.
  3537. 4:22:08–4:22:16Aside. Goodness. Now I've ruined my shelf. Like a man that swallows a cake of rice and milk
  3538. 4:22:16–4:22:25in a hurry. Well, I'll get out of it, Thishway. Allowed. Well, well, McGish traits. I was
  3539. 4:22:25–4:22:31just remarking that I didn't see it happen. What are you making fish hullabaloo about?"
  3540. 4:22:31–4:22:35He wipes out the written words with his foot.
  3541. 4:22:35–4:22:39How do you know that she was strangled? And for her money?
  3542. 4:22:39–4:22:46Hello. Why shouldn't I think so? When her neck was swollen and bare? And the places where
  3543. 4:22:46–4:22:51you wear jewels did end have any gold on them?
  3544. 4:22:51–4:22:52That seems plausible.
  3545. 4:22:52–4:22:57Aside, thank heaven, I breathe again, hooray.
  3546. 4:22:57–4:23:02Upon whom does the conduct of this case depend?
  3547. 4:23:02–4:23:05The case has a two-fold aspect.
  3548. 4:23:05–4:23:07How so?
  3549. 4:23:07–4:23:12We have to consider the allegations. Then the facts.
  3550. 4:23:12–4:23:18Now the investigation of the allegations depends upon plaintiff and defendant.
  3551. 4:23:18–4:23:24but the investigation of the facts must be carried out by the wisdom of the judge.
  3552. 4:23:25–4:23:29Then the conduct of the case depends upon the presence of Vasanticina's mother.
  3553. 4:23:31–4:23:41Precisely. My good Beedle, summon Vasanticina's mother without, however, giving her cause for anxiety.
  3554. 4:23:41–4:23:47Yes, Your Honor. He goes out and returns with the mother of the courtesan.
  3555. 4:23:47–4:23:49Follow me, Madam.
  3556. 4:23:49–4:23:56My daughter went to the house of a friend to enjoy her youth. But now comes this gentleman,
  3557. 4:23:56–4:24:04long life to him, and says, Come, the judge summons you. I find myself quite bewildered.
  3558. 4:24:04–4:24:10My heart is palpitating. Sir, will you conduct me to the courtroom?
  3559. 4:24:10–4:24:18Follow me, madam, they walk about. Here is the courtroom. Pray enter, madam, they enter.
  3560. 4:24:18–4:24:24Approaching. Happiness be yours. Most worthy gentlemen.
  3561. 4:24:24–4:24:30My good woman, you are very welcome. Pray be seated.
  3562. 4:24:30–4:24:33Thank you. She seats herself.
  3563. 4:24:33–4:24:38Abusively. You, re here. Are you, you old board?
  3564. 4:24:38–4:24:43Tell me, are you Vasantasina's mother?
  3565. 4:24:43–4:24:44I am.
  3566. 4:24:44–4:24:48Wither has Vasantasina gone at this moment.
  3567. 4:24:48–4:24:51To the house of a friend.
  3568. 4:24:51–4:24:54What is the name of her friend?
  3569. 4:24:54–4:24:56Aside.
  3570. 4:24:56–4:24:58Dear me, really?
  3571. 4:24:58–4:24:59This is...
  3572. 4:25:00–4:25:07Very embarrassing. Allowed. Anyone else might ask me this. But not a judge.
  3573. 4:25:07–4:25:13Pray do not be embarrassed. The conduct of the case puts the question.
  3574. 4:25:13–4:25:20The conduct of the case puts the question. You incur no fault. Speak.
  3575. 4:25:20–4:25:28What? The conduct of the case? If that is so, then listen. Worthy gentleman.
  3576. 4:25:28–4:25:33There lives in the merchant's quarter the grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta,
  3577. 4:25:33–4:25:38the son of Sagaradatta, a man whose name is a good omen in itself.
  3578. 4:25:38–4:25:44That name is Sharadatta. In his house, my daughter enjoys her youth.
  3579. 4:25:44–4:25:51Did you hear that? Write those words down. My contention is with Sharadatta.
  3580. 4:25:51–4:25:55It is no sin for Sharadatta to be her friend.
  3581. 4:25:55–4:26:00The conduct of this case demands the presence of Charudatta.
  3582. 4:26:00–4:26:02Exactly.
  3583. 4:26:02–4:26:10Dana-Datta. Right as the first article in the case, Vasantasina went to the house of Charudatta.
  3584. 4:26:10–4:26:15But must we? Summon the worthy Charudatta also.
  3585. 4:26:15–4:26:19No. The conduct of the case summons him.
  3586. 4:26:19–4:26:30Go, my good Beedle. Summon Charodata, but gently. Without haste. Without giving him cause for anxiety.
  3587. 4:26:30–4:26:37Respectfully. As it were incidentally, with the words, the judge wishes to see you.
  3588. 4:26:37–4:26:44Yes, your honour. He goes out, then returns with Charodata. Follow me, sir.
  3589. 4:26:44–4:26:51Thoughtfully, my character and kin are known unto the king who rules our state, and in
  3590. 4:26:51–4:26:58this summons there is shown a doubt begotten of my wretched fate.
  3591. 4:26:58–4:26:59Reflectively.
  3592. 4:26:59–4:27:00Aside.
  3593. 4:27:00–4:27:01Ah!
  3594. 4:27:01–4:27:04Were there those?
  3595. 4:27:04–4:27:12The man to recognize who met me on the road from Bondage Freed, or did the king who sees
  3596. 4:27:12–4:27:18through cunning spies. Learn that my cart was lent him in his need. Why should I else be
  3597. 4:27:18–4:27:26forced to tread the street? Like one accused of crime. My judge to meet. But why consider
  3598. 4:27:26–4:27:33thus? I must go to the courtroom. My good beedle. Conduct me to the court.
  3599. 4:27:33–4:27:37Follow me, sir, they walk about.
  3600. 4:27:37–4:27:43And what means this? Here how the gloomy raven-horsley croaks.
  3601. 4:27:43–4:27:50The slaves of justice summon me again. My left eye twitches, these repeated strokes,
  3602. 4:27:50–4:27:54of threatened evil frighten me in pain.
  3603. 4:27:54–4:27:59Follow me, sir, gently and without haste.
  3604. 4:27:59–4:28:06Walks about and looks before him. Upon the withered tree, a crow, turns to the sun,
  3605. 4:28:06–4:28:08His left eye falls on me.
  3606. 4:28:08–4:28:10Ah, woe!
  3607. 4:28:10–4:28:12My doubt is done."
  3608. 4:28:12–4:28:15He looks in another direction.
  3609. 4:28:15–4:28:18But see, a snake!
  3610. 4:28:18–4:28:20His eye is fixed upon me.
  3611. 4:28:20–4:28:22And his back.
  3612. 4:28:22–4:28:25Flashes like antimony's lustrous black.
  3613. 4:28:25–4:28:27His long tongue quivers.
  3614. 4:28:27–4:28:29Four white fangs appear.
  3615. 4:28:29–4:28:31His belly swells and coils.
  3616. 4:28:31–4:28:33He slumbered here.
  3617. 4:28:33–4:28:35This prince of serpents.
  3618. 4:28:35–4:28:43till I crossed his path, and now he darts upon me in his wrath. And more than this, I
  3619. 4:28:43–4:28:51slip. Although the ground has felt no rain, my left eye, and my left arm throb again.
  3620. 4:28:51–4:28:59Another bird is screaming overhead. All bodes are cruel death, and hope is fled. Surely,
  3621. 4:28:59–4:29:03The gods will grant that all may yet be well.
  3622. 4:29:03–4:29:06Follow me, sir, here is the courtroom.
  3623. 4:29:06–4:29:08Pray enter.
  3624. 4:29:08–4:29:10Enter'san looks about.
  3625. 4:29:10–4:29:13How wonderfully splendid is the courtroom.
  3626. 4:29:13–4:29:15For it seems an ocean.
  3627. 4:29:15–4:29:18Whose waters are the king's advisers?
  3628. 4:29:18–4:29:23Deep, in thought, as waves and shells it seems to keep.
  3629. 4:29:23–4:29:27The attorneys, and us sharks and crocodiles.
  3630. 4:29:27–4:29:31It has its spies that stand in waiting files.
  3631. 4:29:31–4:29:34Its elephants and horses represent.
  3632. 4:29:34–4:29:37The cruel ocean fish on murder bent.
  3633. 4:29:37–4:29:39As if with herons of the sea.
  3634. 4:29:39–4:29:44It shines, with screaming petty foggers numerous lines.
  3635. 4:29:44–4:29:47Wild in the guise of serpents.
  3636. 4:29:47–4:29:51Scribes are creeping, upon its statecraft trodden show.
  3637. 4:29:51–4:29:56The caught, the likeness of an ocean still is keeping.
  3638. 4:29:56–4:29:59to which all harmful cruel beasts resort.
  3639. 4:29:59–4:30:00Come.
  3640. 4:30:00–4:30:21As he enters, he strikes his head against the door. Reflectively, alas, this also, my left eye throbs, a raven cries, a serpent coils atthwart my path. My safety now with heaven lies, but I must enter. He does so.
  3641. 4:30:21–4:30:45This is Charudatta, accountants like his, with clear cut nose, who's great, wide open-dye Frank Kander shows, is not the home of wantonness, with elephants, with horses, and with kind. The outer form is in a habit sign, with men no less.
  3642. 4:30:45–4:30:51My greetings to the officers of justice. Officials, I salute you.
  3643. 4:30:51–4:31:00Betraying his agitation, you are very welcome sir. My good beedle. Give the gentleman a seat.
  3644. 4:31:00–4:31:07Brings a seat. Here is a seat. Pray be seated sir. Charadatta seats himself.
  3645. 4:31:07–4:31:25Angrily, you're here. Are you, you woman murderer? Well, fish is a fine trial. Fish is a just trial, where they give a sheet to fish woman murderer. Hortily, but it's alright, they can give it to him.
  3646. 4:31:25–4:31:33Charudata, have you any attachment, or affection, or friendship, with this lady's daughter?
  3647. 4:31:33–4:31:35What lady?
  3648. 4:31:35–4:31:40This lady. He indicates Vasantasena's mother.
  3649. 4:31:40–4:31:44Rising, Madam, I salute you.
  3650. 4:31:44–4:31:54Long life to you, my son, aside. So this is Charudatta. My daughter's youth is in good hands.
  3651. 4:31:54–4:32:01Sir, is the courtesan your friend? Charudatta betrays his embarrassment.
  3652. 4:32:01–4:32:15He tries to hide the deed he did. He lies. From shame or fear, he murdered her. Of her got rid, forgold, and thinks the deed is hid. Not show his master here.
  3653. 4:32:15–4:32:22Speak, Charodata. Do not be ashamed. This is a lawsuit.
  3654. 4:32:22–4:32:29In embarrassment, officials, how can I testify that a courtesan is my friend?
  3655. 4:32:29–4:32:35But at worst, it is youth that bears the blame, not character.
  3656. 4:32:35–4:32:47The case is hard, then banish shame. Though it oppress your heart, speak truth with fortitude, and aim to set deceit apart.
  3657. 4:32:47–4:32:52Do not be embarrassed. The conduct of the case puts the question.
  3658. 4:32:53–4:32:56Officer, with whom have I lawsuit?
  3659. 4:32:57–4:32:59Arrogantly, with me.
  3660. 4:32:59–4:33:02A lawsuit with you is unendurable.
  3661. 4:33:03–4:33:10Well, well, woman murderer. You murder a woman like Vicenticina who used to wear a hundred gems.
  3662. 4:33:11–4:33:14And now you try deceitful deceivings to hide it.
  3663. 4:33:14–4:33:16You are a fool.
  3664. 4:33:16–4:33:20Enough of him, good Charudata.
  3665. 4:33:20–4:33:23Speak the truth, is the courtesan your friend?
  3666. 4:33:23–4:33:25She is.
  3667. 4:33:25–4:33:29Sir, where is Vasantasina?
  3668. 4:33:29–4:33:31She has gone home.
  3669. 4:33:31–4:33:36How did she go? When did she go? Who accompanied her?
  3670. 4:33:36–4:33:41Aside. Shall I say that she went unobserved?
  3671. 4:33:41–4:33:45Speak, sir.
  3672. 4:33:45–4:33:47She went home.
  3673. 4:33:47–4:33:49What more shall I say?
  3674. 4:33:49–4:33:55She was enticed into my old garden push-park around her, and was s.h. strangled for her
  3675. 4:33:55–4:33:56money.
  3676. 4:33:56–4:33:58Now will you say that she went home?
  3677. 4:33:58–4:34:01Man, you are crazy.
  3678. 4:34:01–4:34:04The very clouds of heaven wet not you.
  3679. 4:34:04–4:34:08Your lips are like the blue jays wingtip worn.
  3680. 4:34:08–4:34:16Yes, full as fickle with their speech untrue, and like the winter lotus luster lawn.
  3681. 4:34:16–4:34:23Aside, take the Himalayan hills within your hand, and swim from ocean strand to ocean
  3682. 4:34:23–4:34:28strand, and hold within your grasp the fleeting wind.
  3683. 4:34:28–4:34:32Then may you think that Charodata sinned.
  3684. 4:34:32–4:34:45Allowed. This is the noble Charudatta. How could he commit this crime? He repeats the verse, accountants like his. Page 141
  3685. 4:34:45–4:34:49Why fish partiality in a law-shoot?
  3686. 4:34:49–4:35:00Away. You fool. Illiterate. You gloss the sacred law and still your tongue uninjured find. The midfielder
  3687. 4:35:00–4:35:30दे सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्
  3688. 4:35:30–4:35:38because, without consideration, he for others good, himself of all has reft, and should this
  3689. 4:35:38–4:35:47high-sold man, this storehouse where all gems of virtue gather and unite, for Luca's sake,
  3690. 4:35:47–4:35:54so foul a trespass dare, that in it even his foe could not delight.
  3691. 4:35:54–4:35:59You scoundrel! When the golden casket that was left with him as a pledge was stolen
  3692. 4:35:59–4:36:04by thieves at night. He gave in place of it a pearl necklace that was the pride of the
  3693. 4:36:04–4:36:15Four Seas. And he should now, for a mere trifle, for her money, do this sin. Oh, my child, come
  3694. 4:36:15–4:36:20back to me, my daughter. She weeps.
  3695. 4:36:20–4:36:25Noble Charidata. Did she go on foot, or in a bullet cart?
  3696. 4:36:25–4:36:28I did not see her when she went.
  3697. 4:36:28–4:36:31Therefore I do not know whether she went on foot
  3698. 4:36:31–4:36:35or in a bullock cart.
  3699. 4:36:35–4:36:38Enter Viraka in anger.
  3700. 4:36:38–4:36:41My anger was so prodded to the quick,
  3701. 4:36:41–4:36:44by that dishonoring, insulting kick,
  3702. 4:36:44–4:36:48and so I brooded till at last the night.
  3703. 4:36:48–4:36:51Unwilling yielded to the dawning light.
  3704. 4:36:51–4:36:53So now I will go to the courtroom.
  3705. 4:36:53–4:36:58He enters. May happiness be the lot of these honorable gentlemen.
  3706. 4:36:58–4:37:07Ah, it is Varaka, the captain of the guard. Varaka, what is the purpose of your coming?
  3707. 4:37:07–4:37:14Well, I was looking for Ayaka. In all the excitement about his escape from prison,
  3708. 4:37:14–4:37:19I had my suspicions about a covered bullet cart that was coming,
  3709. 4:37:19–4:37:28and wanted to look in. You, Vay made one inspection. Man, I must make another, said I. And then
  3710. 4:37:28–4:37:35I was kicked by the highly respectable Chandanaka. You have heard the matter. Gentlemen, the
  3711. 4:37:35–4:37:37rest is your affair."
  3712. 4:37:37–4:37:42"'My good man, do you know to whom the bullet cart belonged?'
  3713. 4:37:42–4:37:54To this gentleman here, Charudatta, and the driver said that Vasantasina was in it, and was on her way to have a good time in the old garden pushparkiranda.
  3714. 4:37:54–4:37:57Lished into that, too.
  3715. 4:37:57–4:38:07This moon, alas! Though spotless bright, is now eclipsed, and robbed of light, the bank
  3716. 4:38:07–4:38:14is fallen, the waves appear, befold, that once were bright and clear.
  3717. 4:38:14–4:38:18Viraka, we will investigate your case here later.
  3718. 4:38:18–4:38:22Mount the horse that stands before the courtroom door.
  3719. 4:38:22–4:38:29Go to the garden, push Pakaranda, and see whether a woman has perished there or not."
  3720. 4:38:29–4:38:32Yes, sir.
  3721. 4:38:32–4:38:34He goes out, then returns.
  3722. 4:38:34–4:38:41I have been there, and I saw the body of a woman, torn by wild beasts.
  3723. 4:38:41–4:38:45How do you know that it was the body of a woman?
  3724. 4:38:45–4:38:50That I perceived from the traces of hair and arms and hands and feet.
  3725. 4:38:50–4:38:56I'll ask for the difficulties which are caused by the actions of men.
  3726. 4:38:56–4:39:02The more one may apply his skill, the harder is the matter still.
  3727. 4:39:02–4:39:10Plain are indeed the law's demands, yet judgment insecurely stands, as some poor cow on shifting
  3728. 4:39:10–4:39:11sands.
  3729. 4:39:11–4:39:13Aside.
  3730. 4:39:13–4:39:19As bees, when flowers begin to blow, gather to seep the honey.
  3731. 4:39:19–4:39:26So, when man is marked by adverse fate, must fortunes enter every gate.
  3732. 4:39:26–4:39:29Noble Charodata, Speak Truth.
  3733. 4:39:29–4:39:37A mean and jealous creature, passion blind, sets all his soul, some fatal means to find.
  3734. 4:39:37–4:39:40To slay the man he envies.
  3735. 4:39:40–4:39:45Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, win the prize?
  3736. 4:39:45–4:39:49No, he is unregarded by the wise.
  3737. 4:39:49–4:39:54And more than this, the creeper's beauty would I never blight.
  3738. 4:39:54–4:39:58Nor pluck its flowers, should I not be afraid.
  3739. 4:39:58–4:40:00To seize her here so lovely l-
  3740. 4:40:00–4:40:06अन अन ब्राइत अजविंश अव भीज अन स्लेग वीपिं मीद
  3741. 4:40:06–4:40:13लो, मगिष ट्रेट्स, ख़ो किन यूव अच्टिग आप देखाश विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3742. 4:40:13–4:40:20वाई, ये नाद विश्खाण़र ड़ादाट अच्टिए विश्चिट।
  3743. 4:40:20–4:40:27My good beetle, so be it. The beetle follows Sannstenacker's suggestion.
  3744. 4:40:27–4:40:35Consider, Magistrates, consider what you are doing. He leaves his seat and sits on the floor.
  3745. 4:40:35–4:40:42Dancing about gleefully, aside, fine, the shin that I did falls on another man's head.
  3746. 4:40:42–4:40:52Shoe I, I'll sit where Charudatta was. He does so. Look at me, Charudatta, and confess that you murdered her.
  3747. 4:40:52–4:41:10Magistrates, a mean and jealous creature. Passion blind, sets all his soul, some fatal means to find. To slay the man he envies. Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, win the prize?
  3748. 4:41:10–4:41:14No. He is unregarded by the wise.
  3749. 4:41:15–4:41:17Sighing. Aside.
  3750. 4:41:18–4:41:20My friend, Maitreya.
  3751. 4:41:20–4:41:23Oh. This cruel blow.
  3752. 4:41:23–4:41:24My wife.
  3753. 4:41:24–4:41:27Thou issue of a spotless strain.
  3754. 4:41:27–4:41:28My Rojasena.
  3755. 4:41:28–4:41:30Here am I.
  3756. 4:41:30–4:41:31Laid low.
  3757. 4:41:31–4:41:33By sternest fate.
  3758. 4:41:33–4:41:34And thou?
  3759. 4:41:34–4:41:36Thou dost not know.
  3760. 4:41:36–4:41:39That all thy childish games are played in vain.
  3761. 4:41:39–4:41:44Thou playest heedless of another's pain.
  3762. 4:41:44–4:41:47But, Maitreya, I sent to Vasanticina
  3763. 4:41:47–4:41:50that he might bring me tidings of her
  3764. 4:41:50–4:41:53and might restore the jewels which she gave my child
  3765. 4:41:53–4:41:55to buy him a toy-cart.
  3766. 4:41:55–4:41:58Why then does he linger?
  3767. 4:41:58–4:42:02Enter Maitreya with the gems.
  3768. 4:42:02–4:42:04Charidata bade me go to Vasanticina
  3769. 4:42:04–4:42:08to return her jewels, and he said to me,
  3770. 4:42:08–4:42:15Matria, Vasantasena adorned my dear Roasena with her own jewels, and sent him thus to his mother.
  3771. 4:42:15–4:42:20It was fitting that she should give him the jewels. But not that we should receive them.
  3772. 4:42:20–4:42:25Therefore restore them to her. So now I will go to Vasantasena's house.
  3773. 4:42:25–4:42:29He walks about and looks around, then speaks to a person behind the scenes.
  3774. 4:42:30–4:42:37Ah, it is Master Rebula. Oh, Master Rebula, why do you seem so exceedingly troubled?
  3775. 4:42:37–4:42:42He listens. What? Do you mean to say that my dear friend Charadatta has been summoned to court?
  3776. 4:42:43–4:42:50That can hardly be an insignificant matter. He reflects. I will go to Vasantasina's house later.
  3777. 4:42:50–4:42:56But now I will go to the courtroom. He walks about and looks around. Here is the courtroom.
  3778. 4:42:56–4:43:03I will go in at once. He enters. May happiness be the lot of the magistrates. Where is my friend?
  3779. 4:43:03–4:43:05Here!
  3780. 4:43:05–4:43:08My friend, I wish you happiness.
  3781. 4:43:08–4:43:10It will be mine.
  3782. 4:43:10–4:43:12And peace.
  3783. 4:43:12–4:43:14That too will be mine.
  3784. 4:43:14–4:43:20My friend, why do you seem so exceedingly troubled? And why were you summoned?
  3785. 4:43:20–4:43:27My friend, a scoundrel I, who bear the blame, nor seek in heaven to be blessed.
  3786. 4:43:27–4:43:33a maid or goddess, T is the same but he will say the rest.
  3787. 4:43:33–4:43:35What? What?
  3788. 4:43:35–4:43:38Whispers, that is it.
  3789. 4:43:38–4:43:40Who says that?
  3790. 4:43:40–4:43:47Indicating Santsthanaka, this poor fellow is the instrument that fate uses to accuse me.
  3791. 4:43:47–4:43:52Aside to Charadatta, why don't you simply say that she went home?
  3792. 4:43:52–4:44:00Though I say it, it is not believed, so unfortunate is my condition.
  3793. 4:44:00–4:44:07But gentlemen, he adorned the city of Ujaiini with mansions, cloisters, parks, temples,
  3794. 4:44:07–4:44:13pools, and fountains, and he should be mad enough to commit such a crime, and for a mere
  3795. 4:44:13–4:44:14trifle?
  3796. 4:44:14–4:44:20Wrathfully, you offspring of a loose wench, you brother-in-law of the king.
  3797. 4:44:20–4:44:28You libertine, you slanderer, you buffoon, you gilded monkey, say it before me, this friend
  3798. 4:44:28–4:44:33of mine doesn't even draw a flowering jasmine creeper to himself.
  3799. 4:44:33–4:44:37To gather the blossoms, for fear that a twig might perhaps be injured.
  3800. 4:44:37–4:44:40How should he commit a crime like this?
  3801. 4:44:40–4:44:42Which heaven and earth call a cursed?
  3802. 4:44:42–4:44:45Just wait, you son of a bod.
  3803. 4:44:45–4:44:49Wait till I split your head into a hundred pieces with this staff of mine.
  3804. 4:44:49–4:44:52crooked as your heart.
  3805. 4:44:52–4:44:59Angrily, lished into that, gentlemen, I have a quarrel, or a loushuit, with charudata,
  3806. 4:44:59–4:45:00wa-
  3807. 4:45:00–4:45:30अछि। अछि। आजि। अछि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि�
  3808. 4:45:30–4:45:35Look, gentlemen, look, these are the poor girl's jewels.
  3809. 4:45:35–4:45:42Pointing to Charudatta, for a trifle like fish he murdered her, and killed her too, the magistrates
  3810. 4:45:42–4:45:45all bow their heads.
  3811. 4:45:45–4:45:51Aside to Maitreya, tea is thus my fate would vent its gall, that at this moment they should
  3812. 4:45:51–4:45:53fall.
  3813. 4:45:53–4:45:57These gems, and with them, I...
  3814. 4:45:57–4:45:59But why don't you simply tell the truth?
  3815. 4:45:59–4:46:06My friend, the king perceives with blinded eye, Nor on the truth that I will bend, though
  3816. 4:46:06–4:46:12telling wall, I cannot fly, a wretched and inglorious end.
  3817. 4:46:12–4:46:21Alas! Alas! With Mars strives Jupiter and dies, beside them both there seems to rise,
  3818. 4:46:21–4:46:25a comet planet in the skies.
  3819. 4:46:25–4:46:34Looking at the casket, Tuva Santicina's mother, Madam, pray examine this golden casket attentively
  3820. 4:46:34–4:46:38to see whether it be the same or not.
  3821. 4:46:38–4:46:40Examining the casket.
  3822. 4:46:40–4:46:42It is similar, but not the same.
  3823. 4:46:42–4:46:45Oh, you old board.
  3824. 4:46:45–4:46:50You can fish it with your eyes and deny it with your lips.
  3825. 4:46:50–4:46:53Away, you scoundrel.
  3826. 4:46:53–4:46:55Speak carefully.
  3827. 4:46:55–4:46:57Is it the same or not?
  3828. 4:46:57–4:47:04Sir, the craftsman's skill captivates the eye, but it is not the same.
  3829. 4:47:04–4:47:08My good woman, do you know these jewels?
  3830. 4:47:08–4:47:17No, I said, no, I don't recognize them, but perhaps they were made by the same craftsman.
  3831. 4:47:17–4:47:18Guildwarden.
  3832. 4:47:18–4:47:22See, gems often seem alike in many ways.
  3833. 4:47:22–4:47:30When the artist's mind on form and beauty plays, for craftsmen imitate what they have seen,
  3834. 4:47:30–4:47:34and skillful hands remake what once has been.
  3835. 4:47:34–4:47:38Do these jewels belong to Charodata?
  3836. 4:47:38–4:47:39Never.
  3837. 4:47:39–4:47:41To whom then?
  3838. 4:47:41–4:47:44To this lady's daughter.
  3839. 4:47:44–4:47:46How did she lose them?
  3840. 4:47:46–4:47:47She lost them.
  3841. 4:47:47–4:47:51Yes, so much is true.
  3842. 4:47:51–4:47:59Charodata. Speak the truth in this matter. For you must remember. Truth brings well-being in its train.
  3843. 4:48:00–4:48:09Through speaking truth. No evils rise. Truth. Precious syllable. Refrain. From hiding truth in lies.
  3844. 4:48:10–4:48:17The jewels, the jewels. I do not know, but I do know that they were taken from my house.
  3845. 4:48:17–4:48:26First you take her into the garden and murder her, and now you hide it by tricky trickiness.
  3846. 4:48:26–4:48:30Noble Charodata, speak the truth.
  3847. 4:48:30–4:48:32Merciless lashes wait to smite.
  3848. 4:48:32–4:48:35This moment on thy tender flesh.
  3849. 4:48:35–4:48:39And we, we can but think it right.
  3850. 4:48:39–4:48:42Of seamless scyres I boast my birth.
  3851. 4:48:42–4:48:45And sin in me was never found.
  3852. 4:48:45–4:48:52Yet if suspicion deems my worth, what boots it though my heart be sound?
  3853. 4:48:52–4:48:53Aside.
  3854. 4:48:53–4:48:56And yet I know not what to do with life.
  3855. 4:48:56–4:48:59So I be robbed of Vasantasina.
  3856. 4:48:59–4:49:00Allowed.
  3857. 4:49:00–4:49:01Ah!
  3858. 4:49:01–4:49:04Why waste words?
  3859. 4:49:04–4:49:06A scoundrel eye.
  3860. 4:49:06–4:49:08Who bear the blame?
  3861. 4:49:08–4:49:09Nor think of earth.
  3862. 4:49:09–4:49:11Nor heaven blessed.
  3863. 4:49:11–4:49:13That sweetest maid.
  3864. 4:49:13–4:49:17In passion's flame, but he will say the rest.
  3865. 4:49:17–4:49:18Killed her.
  3866. 4:49:18–4:49:19Come.
  3867. 4:49:19–4:49:20You say it too.
  3868. 4:49:20–4:49:22I killed her.
  3869. 4:49:22–4:49:24You have said it.
  3870. 4:49:24–4:49:25Lichten.
  3871. 4:49:25–4:49:26My mashtas.
  3872. 4:49:26–4:49:27Lichten.
  3873. 4:49:27–4:49:28He murdered her.
  3874. 4:49:28–4:49:30No one but him.
  3875. 4:49:30–4:49:31Doubt is over.
  3876. 4:49:31–4:49:37Let punishment be inflicted on the body of fish poor charudata.
  3877. 4:49:37–4:49:38Beedle.
  3878. 4:49:38–4:49:41We must do as the king's brother-in-law says.
  3879. 4:49:41–4:49:42Guardsmen.
  3880. 4:49:42–4:49:47Lay hold on this charudata. The guardsmen do so.
  3881. 4:49:47–4:49:55Be merciful. Good gentlemen. Be merciful. She repeats what she had said before.
  3882. 4:49:55–4:49:59Beginning. When the golden casket. Page
  3883. 4:50:00–4:50:11143. If my daughter is killed, she is killed. Let him live for me. Bless him. And besides, a lawsuit
  3884. 4:50:11–4:50:19is a matter between plaintiff and defendant. I am the real plaintiff. So let him go free.
  3885. 4:50:19–4:50:24You slave, get out of the way. What have you got to say about him?
  3886. 4:50:24–4:50:29Go, madam. Guardsmen, conduct her forth.
  3887. 4:50:29–4:50:34Oh, my child, my son, exit weeping.
  3888. 4:50:34–4:50:38Aside. I, Vaidun Shontheng worthy of my shelf.
  3889. 4:50:38–4:50:42Now I, I'll go. Exit.
  3890. 4:50:42–4:50:47Noble Charu Dutta. The decision lies with us.
  3891. 4:50:47–4:50:52Yes, your honor. He goes out, then reenters in tears.
  3892. 4:50:52–4:51:00Oh, sirs, I was with the king. And King Palakka says, and as much as he killed Vasantacena
  3893. 4:51:00–4:51:06for such a trifle, these same jewels shall be hung about his neck. The drum shall be
  3894. 4:51:06–4:51:12beaten. He shall be conducted to the southern burying ground. And there impaled, and whoever
  3895. 4:51:12–4:51:18else shall commit such a crime shall be punished with the like dreadful doom.
  3896. 4:51:18–4:51:22O, how wanton is this act of King Palakkar?
  3897. 4:51:22–4:51:30Nevertheless, although his counsellors may plunge a king into injustice, danger is great.
  3898. 4:51:30–4:51:33Yet he will reap the woe in suffering.
  3899. 4:51:33–4:51:35And tea is a righteous fate.
  3900. 4:51:35–4:51:40And more than this, they who power the king's true bent.
  3901. 4:51:40–4:51:46The white-crossed part who play have slain their thousands inocent.
  3902. 4:51:46–4:51:54and slay, and slay, and slay, my friend Maitreya, go, greet the mother of my son in my name
  3903. 4:51:54–4:52:00for the last time, and keep my son Rohasena free from harm.
  3904. 4:52:00–4:52:04When the root is cut away, how can the tree be saved?
  3905. 4:52:04–4:52:09No, not so, when man departs to worlds above.
  3906. 4:52:09–4:52:12In living sun yet livert he.
  3907. 4:52:12–4:52:17Bestow on Roha Sina love, no less than that thou gavest me.
  3908. 4:52:17–4:52:25Oh, my friend, I will prove myself your friend by continuing the life that you leave unfinished.
  3909. 4:52:25–4:52:29And let me see Roha Sina for a single moment.
  3910. 4:52:29–4:52:32I will, it is but fitting.
  3911. 4:52:32–4:52:35My good beetle, remove this man.
  3912. 4:52:35–4:52:37The beetle does so.
  3913. 4:52:37–4:52:38Who is there?
  3914. 4:52:38–4:52:41Let the headsmen receive their orders.
  3915. 4:52:41–4:52:45The guardsmen loose their hold on Charodata.
  3916. 4:52:45–4:52:48And all of them go out.
  3917. 4:52:48–4:52:50Come with me, sir.
  3918. 4:52:50–4:52:54Monfily repeats the verse, page 146.
  3919. 4:52:54–4:52:58Beginning, my friend Maitreya.
  3920. 4:52:58–4:53:02Then, as if speaking to one not present.
  3921. 4:53:02–4:53:05If you had proved my conduct by the fire.
  3922. 4:53:05–4:53:12By water, poison, scales, and thus had known, That I deserved that sauce should bite my
  3923. 4:53:12–4:53:13bone.
  3924. 4:53:13–4:53:17My brahman's frame, more could I not desire.
  3925. 4:53:17–4:53:26You trust a foreman, slay me thus, tea is well, With sons, and suns sons, now you plunge
  3926. 4:53:26–4:53:27to hell.
  3927. 4:53:27–4:53:35I come, I come, exceant omnis."
  3928. 4:53:35–4:53:43Sharrudatta, accompanied by two headsmen. Then think no longer of the pain. In just
  3929. 4:53:43–4:53:51a second you, L. L. B. Slain. We understand the fashion's new. To fetter you and kill
  3930. 4:53:51–4:53:59you too. In shopping heads we never fail. Nor when the victim we impale. Out of the
  3931. 4:53:59–4:54:09way. Gentlemen, out of the way. This is the noble Charudatta, the oleander on his brow.
  3932. 4:54:09–4:54:17In Headsman's hands you see him now. Like a lamp whose oil runs nearly dry. His light
  3933. 4:54:17–4:54:20fades gently. Eer it die.
  3934. 4:54:20–4:54:28Gloomily, my body wet by teardrops falling. Falling, my limbs polluted by the clinging
  3935. 4:54:28–4:54:35Mud, flowers from the graveyard dawn, My wreath appalling, for ghastly sacrifice
  3936. 4:54:35–4:54:41Horsesraven scalling, and for the fragrant incense of my blood.
  3937. 4:54:41–4:54:49Out of the way, gentlemen, Out of the way, why gaze upon the good man so?
  3938. 4:54:49–4:54:52The axe of death soon lays him low.
  3939. 4:54:52–4:54:57Yet good men once sought shelter free, Like birds,
  3940. 4:54:57–4:54:59Come this kindly tree.
  3941. 4:54:59–4:54:59Come.
  3942. 4:55:00–4:55:03शरीडदाता, कम।
  3943. 4:55:03–4:55:06इन कलकूलबल आदवेश अफ्य।
  3944. 4:55:06–4:55:09देस्तिनी, दाटक आप आम कम तो सचच अप्ष्ट्ट।
  3945. 4:55:09–4:55:12रेद माख्स अप वाश्ट्टिंग यश्ट्ट।
  3946. 4:55:12–4:55:15पोओ़ औल मैबभडि आप बिन प्लेष्ट।
  3947. 4:55:15–4:55:18दे मान, विद मील औन पावदर स्चून,
  3948. 4:55:18–4:55:22is now to beast of offering grown.
  3949. 4:55:22–4:55:26He gazes intently before him.
  3950. 4:55:26–4:55:30I'll ask for human differences, mournfully.
  3951. 4:55:30–4:55:34For when they see the fate that I must brave
  3952. 4:55:34–4:55:38with tears for death's poor victim freely given,
  3953. 4:55:38–4:55:42the citizens cry, shame, yet cannot save,
  3954. 4:55:42–4:55:45can only pray that I attain to heaven.
  3955. 4:55:45–4:55:52Out of the way, gentlemen. Out of the way, why do you gaze upon him?
  3956. 4:55:52–4:56:00God Indra moving through the sky. The Colving Cow. The Falling Star. The good man when he needs must
  3957. 4:56:00–4:56:12die, these four behold not from afar. Look, a hinter. Look, man, while he, of citizens the best,
  3958. 4:56:12–4:56:20Behest goes to his death at fates behest. Does heaven thus weep that he must die? Does lightning
  3959. 4:56:20–4:56:29paint the cloudless sky? Gohar! Man! The heaven weeps not that he must die. Nor lightning
  3960. 4:56:29–4:56:37paints the cloudless sky, yet streams are falling constantly. From many a woman's clouded
  3961. 4:56:37–4:56:45eye. And again, while this poor victim to his death is led, no man nor woman here but sorely
  3962. 4:56:45–4:56:53weeps, and so the dust, by countless tear drops, fed, thus peacefully upon the highway sleeps.
  3963. 4:56:54–4:57:03Gaze's intently, mournfully, these women, in their palaces who stay, from half-shut windows
  3964. 4:57:03–4:57:13thus lament, alas for Charu Ditta, woe the day, quote, and petty streaming eyes on me are bent.
  3965. 4:57:13–4:57:23Come, Charudatta, come. Here is the place of proclamation. Beat the drum and proclaim the sentence.
  3966. 4:57:23–4:57:33Listen, good people, listen. This is the noble Charudatta, son of Sagara Datta, and grandson
  3967. 4:57:33–4:57:40of the merchant Vinayadatta. This male factor enticed the courtesan Vasantasina into the
  3968. 4:57:40–4:57:47deserted old garden Pushpakaranda, and for a mere trifle murdered her by strangling.
  3969. 4:57:47–4:57:52He was taken with the booty and confessed his guilt.
  3970. 4:57:52–4:57:59Therefore are we under orders from King Palakka to execute him, and if any other commits such
  3971. 4:57:59–4:58:04a crime, a curse in this world and the next.
  3972. 4:58:04–4:58:08Him too King Palakka condemns to the like punishment.
  3973. 4:58:08–4:58:17Despondently, aside, by hundred sacrifices purified, my radiant name was once proclaimed
  3974. 4:58:17–4:58:20by countless altars sighed.
  3975. 4:58:20–4:58:28And knew no blame, now comes my hour of death, and evil men, of base of fame, in public
  3976. 4:58:28–4:58:31spots proclaim it once again.
  3977. 4:58:31–4:58:34But linked with shame.
  3978. 4:58:34–4:58:37He looks up and stops his ears.
  3979. 4:58:37–4:58:39Va Santicina.
  3980. 4:58:39–4:58:41Oh, my beloved.
  3981. 4:58:41–4:58:43From thy dear lips.
  3982. 4:58:43–4:58:45That void with corals red.
  3983. 4:58:45–4:58:49Betraying teeth more bright than moonbeams fair.
  3984. 4:58:49–4:58:52My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed.
  3985. 4:58:52–4:58:54How can I?
  3986. 4:58:54–4:58:55Helpless.
  3987. 4:58:55–4:58:57Taste that poisoned dread.
  3988. 4:58:57–4:59:01To drink shame's poisoned cup, how can I bear?
  3989. 4:59:01–4:59:03Out of the way, gentlemen.
  3990. 4:59:03–4:59:10Out of the way, this treasure house, with pearls of virtue stored.
  3991. 4:59:10–4:59:15This bridge for good men owe a misfortune's river.
  3992. 4:59:15–4:59:19This gem now robbed of all its golden horde.
  3993. 4:59:19–4:59:24Departs our town today, departs forever, and again?
  3994. 4:59:24–4:59:27Whom fortune favours?
  3995. 4:59:27–4:59:33Find that all the world is kind, whose happy days are ended.
  3996. 4:59:33–4:59:36are rarely thus befriended.
  3997. 4:59:36–4:59:41Looks about him, their faces with their garments him now hiding.
  3998. 4:59:41–4:59:46They stand afar, whom once I counted friends.
  3999. 4:59:46–4:59:49Even foes have smiles for men with fortune-biding.
  4000. 4:59:49–4:59:54But friends prove faithless when good fortune ends.
  4001. 4:59:54–4:59:56They are out of the way.
  4002. 4:59:56–4:59:58The street is cleared.
  4003. 4:59:58–5:00:00Lead on the condemned criminal
  4004. 5:00:00–5:00:30नो, साहिं, मैझव्रिंट मैट्रेय, अव, दिस क्रूल ब्लो, मैवाइव, ताव विशु अव विश्वाइव श्पार्ठ्फ्रेष्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्व
  4005. 5:00:30–5:00:32Oh, my friend.
  4006. 5:00:32–5:00:40Listen, Monfily, you are a leader in your own caste. I would beg a favour at your hands.
  4007. 5:00:40–5:00:44From our hands you would receive a favour.
  4008. 5:00:44–5:00:58Heaven forbid, yet a headsman is neither so wanton nor so cruel as King Palika. That I may be happy in the other world. I ask to see the face of my son.
  4009. 5:00:58–5:01:00So be it.
  4010. 5:01:00–5:01:04My father. Oh, my father.
  4011. 5:01:04–5:01:09Charudatta hears the words, and mournfully repeats his request.
  4012. 5:01:09–5:01:25Citizens, make way a moment. Let the noble Charudatta look upon the face of his son, turning to the back of the stage. This way, sir, come on, little boy.
  4013. 5:01:25–5:01:28Enter Maitreya with Rohasena.
  4014. 5:01:28–5:01:34Make haste, my boy, make haste. Your father is being led to his death.
  4015. 5:01:34–5:01:38My father, oh, my father.
  4016. 5:01:38–5:01:42Oh, my friend, where must I behold you now?
  4017. 5:01:42–5:01:51Perceives his son and his friend. Alas, my son, alas, Maitreya, monfuly, ah, woe
  4018. 5:01:51–5:02:00is me, long, too long, shall I thirst in vain. Through all my sojourn dread, this vessel
  4019. 5:02:00–5:02:08small will not contain the water for the dead. What may I give my son? He looks at himself,
  4020. 5:02:08–5:02:15and perceives the sacrificial chord. Ah, this at least is mine. The precious chord that
  4021. 5:02:15–5:02:24Brahmins hold, is unadorned with pearls and gold, yet, girt therewith, be sacrifice, to
  4022. 5:02:24–5:02:28God's above and Father's hold.
  4023. 5:02:28–5:02:31He gives Rohasena the cord.
  4024. 5:02:31–5:02:41Come, Charudatta, come man, man, do you name the noble Charudatta's name and forget the
  4025. 5:02:41–5:02:42title?
  4026. 5:02:42–5:02:53Remember, in happy hours, in death, by night, by day, roving as free as a yet unbroken cult,
  4027. 5:02:53–5:02:56fate wanders on her unrestricted way.
  4028. 5:02:56–5:03:03And again, life will depart his body soon, shall our reproaches bow his head, although
  4029. 5:03:03–5:03:06eclipse may seize the moon.
  4030. 5:03:06–5:03:09We worship while it seems but dead.
  4031. 5:03:09–5:03:13Oh, Headsman, where are you lading my father?
  4032. 5:03:13–5:03:18My darling, about my neck my needs must wear.
  4033. 5:03:18–5:03:22The oly under-read, upon my shoulder I must bear.
  4034. 5:03:22–5:03:31The stake, and in my heart the care, of near approaching death, I go to day to meet Adastad's ending.
  4035. 5:03:31–5:03:35A victim, at the fatal altar bending.
  4036. 5:03:35–5:03:44My boy, not we the headsmen are, though born of headsmen race, thy father's life whom are
  4037. 5:03:44–5:03:47these, these are headsmen base.
  4038. 5:03:47–5:03:50Then why do you murder my father?
  4039. 5:03:50–5:03:56Bless you, tea is the king's orders must bear the blame, not we.
  4040. 5:03:56–5:04:00Kill me, and let father go free.
  4041. 5:04:00–5:04:04Bless you, may you live long for saying that.
  4042. 5:04:04–5:04:12Tearfully embracing his son, this treasure, love, this taste of heaven, to rich and poor
  4043. 5:04:12–5:04:20alike is given, then sandal better, or than balm, to soothe the heart and give it calm.
  4044. 5:04:20–5:04:27About my neck I needs must wear, the oly under wreath, upon my shoulder I must bear,
  4045. 5:04:27–5:04:32the stake, and in my heart the care, of near approaching death.
  4046. 5:04:32–5:04:35I go to date to meet Adastad's ending.
  4047. 5:04:35–5:04:40A victim, at the fatal altar bending.
  4048. 5:04:40–5:04:42He looks about.
  4049. 5:04:42–5:04:43Aside.
  4050. 5:04:43–5:04:48Their faces with their garments hem now hiding.
  4051. 5:04:48–5:04:49They stand afar.
  4052. 5:04:49–5:04:52Whom once I counted friends.
  4053. 5:04:52–5:04:54Even foes have smiles.
  4054. 5:04:54–5:04:59My good men, let my dear friend Charadatta go free, and kill me instead.
  4055. 5:05:00–5:05:30विचार-विद आप विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-व
  4056. 5:05:30–5:05:36a bent. Out of the way, gentlemen, out of the way,
  4057. 5:05:36–5:05:43Why gaze upon the good man so, When shame his living hope lays low,
  4058. 5:05:43–5:05:48The cord was broken at the well, And down the golden pitcher fell.
  4059. 5:05:48–5:05:54Monfully, from thy dear lips, That wide with corals read,
  4060. 5:05:54–5:05:58Betraying teeth more bright than moonbeams fair,
  4061. 5:05:58–5:06:01My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed.
  4062. 5:06:01–5:06:08How can I, helpless, taste that poisoned red, To drink shame's poisoned cup?
  4063. 5:06:08–5:06:10How can I bear?
  4064. 5:06:10–5:06:15Proclaim the sentence again, man, Go hard does so.
  4065. 5:06:15–5:06:23So lowly fallen, till shame my virtues blur, Till such an ending seem not lost.
  4066. 5:06:23–5:06:27But gain, yet pour my heart their creeps a saddening pain.
  4067. 5:06:27–5:06:33To hear them cry abroad, you murdered her."
  4068. 5:06:33–5:06:39Enter Stavaraka, fettered, in the palace tower.
  4069. 5:06:39–5:06:43After listening to the proclamation, in distress, what?
  4070. 5:06:43–5:06:49The innocent Charodata is being put to death, and my master has thrown me into chains.
  4071. 5:06:49–5:06:52Well, I must shout to them.
  4072. 5:06:52–5:06:54Listen, good gentleman.
  4073. 5:06:54–5:06:55Listen.
  4074. 5:06:55–5:06:56It was I.
  4075. 5:06:56–5:07:01Wretched that I am. Who carried Vasantasena to the Old Garden Pushpaka Randa?
  4076. 5:07:01–5:07:06Because she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master,
  4077. 5:07:06–5:07:11Sanztonaka, found that she would not love him. And it was he,
  4078. 5:07:11–5:07:18not this gentleman, who murdered her by strangling. But they are so far away that no one hears me.
  4079. 5:07:18–5:07:24What shall I do? Shall I cast myself down? He reflects. If I do,
  4080. 5:07:24–5:07:28then the noble Charodata will not be put to death.
  4081. 5:07:28–5:07:29Yes!
  4082. 5:07:29–5:07:33Through this broken window I will throw myself down from the palace tower,
  4083. 5:07:33–5:07:35better that I should meet my end,
  4084. 5:07:35–5:07:38than that the noble Charodata should perish.
  4085. 5:07:38–5:07:41This tree of life for noble youths,
  4086. 5:07:41–5:07:43and if I die in such a cause,
  4087. 5:07:43–5:07:45I have attained heaven.
  4088. 5:07:45–5:07:47He throws himself down.
  4089. 5:07:47–5:07:48Wonderful!
  4090. 5:07:48–5:07:50I did not meet my end,
  4091. 5:07:50–5:07:52and my fetters are broken,
  4092. 5:07:52–5:07:55So I will follow the sound of the Headsman's voices.
  4093. 5:07:55–5:07:59He discovers the Headsman and hastens forward.
  4094. 5:07:59–5:08:03Headsman! Headsman! Make way!
  4095. 5:08:03–5:08:06For whom shall we make way?
  4096. 5:08:06–5:08:11Listen! Good gentleman! Listen! It was I,
  4097. 5:08:11–5:08:16wretch that I am. Who carried Vasantasina to the old garden pushpacker Randa?
  4098. 5:08:16–5:08:21Because she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master,
  4099. 5:08:21–5:08:29Sansternaka found that she would not love him. And it was he, not this gentleman, who murdered her by
  4100. 5:08:29–5:08:37strangling. Thank heaven, but who thus gladdens this my latest mourn? When in time snare I struggle
  4101. 5:08:37–5:08:45all for long. A streaming cloud above the reamless corn? Listen, do you hear what I say?
  4102. 5:08:45–5:08:52death have I never feared, but blackened fame, my death were welcome, coming free from shame,
  4103. 5:08:52–5:09:02as were a son, new born to bear my name. And again, that small, weak fool, whom I have never hated,
  4104. 5:09:02–5:09:10stained me with sin wherewith himself was mated. An arrow, with most deadly poison baited.
  4105. 5:09:10–5:09:15Are you telling the truth, Stavaraka?
  4106. 5:09:15–5:09:16I am.
  4107. 5:09:16–5:09:19And to keep me from telling anybody.
  4108. 5:09:19–5:09:21He cast me into chains.
  4109. 5:09:21–5:09:25And imprisoned me in the tower of his palace.
  4110. 5:09:25–5:09:28Enter Sunstanaka.
  4111. 5:09:28–5:09:29Gleefully.
  4112. 5:09:29–5:09:31I ate a shore and bit a dish.
  4113. 5:09:31–5:09:34Of meat and herbs and soup and fish.
  4114. 5:09:34–5:09:37I tried at home my tongue to tickle.
  4115. 5:09:37–5:09:42rice cakes plain, and rice with treacle.
  4116. 5:09:42–5:09:43He listens.
  4117. 5:09:43–5:09:45The headsman's voices.
  4118. 5:09:45–5:09:48They sound like a broken brass cymbal.
  4119. 5:09:48–5:09:54I hear the music of the fatal drum and the kettle drums, and so I suppose that that poor
  4120. 5:09:54–5:09:59man, Sharidata, is being led to the place of execution.
  4121. 5:10:00–5:10:05आव मुष्ड गो औन शी इत. इत इस आगर दे लाएट तो शी मैं एनमी डाई.
  4122. 5:10:05–5:10:11बशावजड. आव फ़ड दव आव मन विशी ज़ाएज आव में बीशावजड.
  4123. 5:10:11–5:10:14इस शो नोट तो वषो आव में आव में ने वाव.
  4124. 5:10:14–5:10:19I acted like a worm that had crept into the knot of a low-tush root.
  4125. 5:10:19–5:10:22I looked for a hole to crawl out at,
  4126. 5:10:22–5:10:25and brought about the death of fish poor man.
  4127. 5:10:25–5:10:26Charudatta!
  4128. 5:10:26–5:10:31Now I, LL, climb up the tower of my own palace,
  4129. 5:10:31–5:10:34and have a look at my own heroic deeds.
  4130. 5:10:34–5:10:36He does so and looks about.
  4131. 5:10:36–5:10:39Wonderful what a crowd there is!
  4132. 5:10:39–5:10:42To she that poor man led to his death.
  4133. 5:10:42–5:10:49What would it be when an Arishhtakrat, a big man like me, was being led to his death?
  4134. 5:10:49–5:10:56He gazes. Look! There he goes toward the Shouth, adorned like a young steer.
  4135. 5:10:56–5:11:04But why was the proclamation made near my palace tower? And why was it stopped? He looks about.
  4136. 5:11:04–5:11:08Why? My slave Stavaraka is gone.
  4137. 5:11:08–5:11:182. I hope he hasn't run away and betrayed the secret. I must go and look for him. He descends and approaches the crowd.
  4138. 5:11:18–5:11:23Discovers him. There he comes. Good Masters.
  4139. 5:11:23–5:11:34Give way. Make room. And shut the door. Be silent. And say nothing more. Here comes a mad ball through the press.
  4140. 5:11:34–5:11:37Whose horns are sharp with wickedness?
  4141. 5:11:37–5:11:41Come, come, make way.
  4142. 5:11:41–5:11:42He approaches.
  4143. 5:11:42–5:11:50Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, come, let, es go home.
  4144. 5:11:50–5:11:51You scoundrel.
  4145. 5:11:51–5:11:54Are you not content with the murder of Vasanticina?
  4146. 5:11:54–5:11:57Must you try now to murder the noble Charodata?
  4147. 5:11:57–5:12:00That tree of life to all who loved him.
  4148. 5:12:00–5:12:03I am beautiful as a pot of jewels.
  4149. 5:12:03–5:12:05I kill no woman.
  4150. 5:12:05–5:12:06Oho!
  4151. 5:12:06–5:12:09You murdered her, not the noble Charodata.
  4152. 5:12:09–5:12:11Who shays that?
  4153. 5:12:11–5:12:15Pointing to Stavaraka, this honest man.
  4154. 5:12:15–5:12:16Fearfully.
  4155. 5:12:16–5:12:17Aside.
  4156. 5:12:17–5:12:19Merciful heavens.
  4157. 5:12:19–5:12:23Why did enti-chain that slave Stavaraka fasht?
  4158. 5:12:23–5:12:24Why?
  4159. 5:12:24–5:12:26He was a witness of my crime.
  4160. 5:12:26–5:12:27He reflects.
  4161. 5:12:27–5:12:30I, I'll do it this way.
  4162. 5:12:30–5:12:31Allowed.
  4163. 5:12:31–5:12:32Lies.
  4164. 5:12:32–5:12:40lies. Good gentleman, why? I caught the slave stealing gold, and I pounded him, and murdered
  4165. 5:12:40–5:12:48him, and put him in chains. He hates me. What he shays can't be true. He secretly hands
  4166. 5:12:48–5:12:56stevarica a bracelet, and whispers, stevarica, my little shon, my slave, take fish and shea
  4167. 5:12:56–5:12:59showmething different.
  4168. 5:12:59–5:13:00Take it.
  4169. 5:13:00–5:13:01Look, gentlemen.
  4170. 5:13:01–5:13:03Look, why?
  4171. 5:13:03–5:13:06He is trying to bribe me with gold.
  4172. 5:13:06–5:13:08Snatches the bracelet from him.
  4173. 5:13:08–5:13:12That, s the gold that I put him in chains for.
  4174. 5:13:12–5:13:13Angrily.
  4175. 5:13:13–5:13:14Look here.
  4176. 5:13:14–5:13:15Headsmen.
  4177. 5:13:15–5:13:19I put him in charge of my gold chest.
  4178. 5:13:19–5:13:21And when he turned thief.
  4179. 5:13:21–5:13:23I murdered him and pounded him.
  4180. 5:13:23–5:13:25If you don't believe it.
  4181. 5:13:25–5:13:27look at his back.
  4182. 5:13:27–5:13:36Doing so, yes, yes, when a servant is branded that way, no wonder he tells tales.
  4183. 5:13:36–5:13:40A curse on slavery. A slave convinces nobody.
  4184. 5:13:40–5:13:48Mournfully, noble Charodata. I have no further power. He falls at Charodata's feet.
  4185. 5:13:48–5:13:55Monfully, rise, rise, find soul to good men fallen on pain.
  4186. 5:13:55–5:13:58Brave friend who lendest such unselfish aid.
  4187. 5:13:58–5:14:02Thy greatest toil to save me was in vain.
  4188. 5:14:02–5:14:07For fate would not, thy duty now is paid.
  4189. 5:14:07–5:14:12Beat your servant, master, and drive him away.
  4190. 5:14:12–5:14:14Out of the way, you!
  4191. 5:14:14–5:14:16He drives Stavarica away.
  4192. 5:14:16–5:14:18Come, headsmen!
  4193. 5:14:18–5:14:22What are you waiting for? Kill him.
  4194. 5:14:22–5:14:25Kill him yourself, if you are in a hurry.
  4195. 5:14:25–5:14:30Oh, headsmen, kill me and let father go free.
  4196. 5:14:30–5:14:35Yes, Sean and father, kill them both.
  4197. 5:14:35–5:14:41This fool might do anything. Go, my son, to your mother.
  4198. 5:14:41–5:14:43And what should I do then?
  4199. 5:14:43–5:14:46Go with thy mother to a hermitage.
  4200. 5:14:46–5:14:53No moment, dear, delay, lest of thy father's fault thou reap the wage.
  4201. 5:14:53–5:14:55And tread the self-same way.
  4202. 5:14:55–5:14:58And you, my friend, go with him.
  4203. 5:14:58–5:14:59Oh, my f-
  4204. 5:15:00–5:15:04Friend, have you so known me as to think that I can live without you?
  4205. 5:15:04–5:15:11Not so, my friend. Your life is your own. You may not throw it away.
  4206. 5:15:11–5:15:19Aside, true, and yet I cannot live apart from my friend. And so, when I have taken the boy to his mother,
  4207. 5:15:19–5:15:26I will follow my friend even in death. Allowed, yes, my friend, I will take him to her at once.
  4208. 5:15:26–5:15:30He embraces Charodata, then falls at his feet.
  4209. 5:15:30–5:15:33Rohasena does the same, weeping.
  4210. 5:15:33–5:15:34Look here.
  4211. 5:15:34–5:15:38Did Enti tell you to kill Charodata and his Shaan?
  4212. 5:15:38–5:15:39To?
  4213. 5:15:39–5:15:40At this?
  4214. 5:15:40–5:15:43Charodata betrays fear.
  4215. 5:15:43–5:15:47We haven't any orders from the king to kill Charodata.
  4216. 5:15:47–5:15:49And his son?
  4217. 5:15:49–5:15:49To?
  4218. 5:15:49–5:15:51Run away!
  4219. 5:15:51–5:15:52Boy!
  4220. 5:15:52–5:15:53Run away!
  4221. 5:15:53–5:16:01They drive Rohasena away. Here is the third place of proclamation. Beat the drum.
  4222. 5:16:01–5:16:08They proclaim the sentence again. Aside. But the citizens don't believe it.
  4223. 5:16:08–5:16:14Aloud. Charudatta. You jack-o'-napes. The citizens don't believe it.
  4224. 5:16:14–5:16:18Shay it with your own tongue. I murdered Vasantasena.
  4225. 5:16:18–5:16:21Charudatta remains silent. Look here.
  4226. 5:16:21–5:16:24Headsmen. The man won't shpeak.
  4227. 5:16:24–5:16:29The jack-o'-nape's Charudatta. Just make him shpeak.
  4228. 5:16:29–5:16:34Beat him a few times with fish-raggard bamboo. Or with a chain.
  4229. 5:16:34–5:16:40Raises his arm to strike. Come, Charudatta. Speak.
  4230. 5:16:40–5:16:45Monfully, now am I sunk so deep in sorrow's sea.
  4231. 5:16:45–5:16:49I know no fear, I know no sadness more.
  4232. 5:16:49–5:16:52Yet even now one flame still torches me.
  4233. 5:16:52–5:16:57That men should say I slew whom I adore.
  4234. 5:16:57–5:17:01Sansternaka repeats his words.
  4235. 5:17:01–5:17:03Men of my own city,
  4236. 5:17:03–5:17:06Ascoundrel I, who bear the blame,
  4237. 5:17:06–5:17:09Nor seek in heaven to be blessed,
  4238. 5:17:09–5:17:14Amid, or Goddess, T is the same but he will say the rest.
  4239. 5:17:14–5:17:17Ux, 30.
  4240. 5:17:17–5:17:18Killed her.
  4241. 5:17:18–5:17:20So be it.
  4242. 5:17:20–5:17:24It, S your turn to kill him, man.
  4243. 5:17:24–5:17:26No, yours.
  4244. 5:17:26–5:17:30Well, let S reckon it out.
  4245. 5:17:30–5:17:32He does so at great length.
  4246. 5:17:32–5:17:37Well, if it, S my turn to kill him.
  4247. 5:17:37–5:17:40We will just let it wait a minute.
  4248. 5:17:40–5:17:42Why?
  4249. 5:17:42–5:17:47Well, when my father was going to heaven, he said to me,
  4250. 5:17:47–5:17:55son Gohar, if it's your turn to kill him, don't kill the sinner too quick.
  4251. 5:17:55–5:17:57But why?
  4252. 5:17:57–5:18:03Perhaps, said he, some good man might give the money to set him free.
  4253. 5:18:03–5:18:06Perhaps a son might be born to the king.
  4254. 5:18:06–5:18:08And to celebrate the event.
  4255. 5:18:08–5:18:12All the prisoners might be set free.
  4256. 5:18:12–5:18:15Perhaps an elephant might break loose.
  4257. 5:18:15–5:18:18And the prisoner might escape in the excitement.
  4258. 5:18:18–5:18:21Perhaps there might be a change of kings.
  4259. 5:18:21–5:18:24And all the prisoners might be set free.
  4260. 5:18:24–5:18:25What?
  4261. 5:18:25–5:18:26What?
  4262. 5:18:26–5:18:28A change of kings?
  4263. 5:18:28–5:18:32Well, let S reckon it out.
  4264. 5:18:32–5:18:34turn it is.
  4265. 5:18:34–5:18:38Oh, come, kill Charudatta at once.
  4266. 5:18:38–5:18:43He takes Stavarica, and withdraws a little.
  4267. 5:18:43–5:18:44Noble Charudatta.
  4268. 5:18:44–5:18:48It is the king's commandment that bears the blame.
  4269. 5:18:48–5:18:53Not we headsmen, think then of what you needs must think.
  4270. 5:18:53–5:19:00Though slandered by a cruel fate, and stained by men of high estate, if that my virtue
  4271. 5:19:00–5:19:07yet regarded be. Then she who dwells with gods above, or wheresoever else, my love by
  4272. 5:19:07–5:19:16her sweet nature wipe the stain from me. Tell me, wither would you have me go?
  4273. 5:19:16–5:19:17Pointing Ahead
  4274. 5:19:17–5:19:24Why? Here is the southern burying ground. And when a criminal sees that, he says goodbye
  4275. 5:19:24–5:19:32to life in a minute. For look! One half the corpse gaunt jackals rend and shake, and ply
  4276. 5:19:32–5:19:41their horrid task. One half still hangs impaled upon the stake. Loud laughter's grinning mask.
  4277. 5:19:41–5:19:48Alas! Ah! War is me! In his agitation he sits down.
  4278. 5:19:48–5:19:58I won't go yet. I'll just she charidata killed. He walks about gazing. Well, well, he shut down.
  4279. 5:19:59–5:20:00Are you frightened?
  4280. 5:20:00–5:20:02नाटक आप नाटक अछि।
  4281. 5:20:02–5:20:04नाटक आप नाटक अछि।
  4282. 5:20:04–5:20:06नाटक अछि।
  4283. 5:20:06–5:20:08नाटक अछि।
  4284. 5:20:08–5:20:10नाटक अछि।
  4285. 5:20:10–5:20:12नाटक अछि।
  4286. 5:20:12–5:20:14नाटक अछि।
  4287. 5:20:14–5:20:16नाटक अछि।
  4288. 5:20:16–5:20:18नाटक अछि।
  4289. 5:20:18–5:20:20नाटक अछि।
  4290. 5:20:20–5:20:22नाटक अछि।
  4291. 5:20:22–5:20:24नाटक अछि।
  4292. 5:20:24–5:20:26नाटक अछि।
  4293. 5:20:26–5:20:29How much more?
  4294. 5:20:29–5:20:32Death-fearing creatures and men.
  4295. 5:20:32–5:20:39In this world, one rises only to fall, another falls only to rise again.
  4296. 5:20:39–5:20:45But from him who has risen and falls, his body drops like a garment.
  4297. 5:20:45–5:20:50Lay these thoughts to heart and be strong to a hinder.
  4298. 5:20:50–5:20:54Here is the fourth place of proclamation.
  4299. 5:20:54–5:20:56Let us proclaim the sentence.
  4300. 5:20:56–5:20:58They do so once again.
  4301. 5:20:58–5:21:07Vasant Asina, O my beloved, from thy dear lips, that wide with corals red, Betraying teeth
  4302. 5:21:07–5:21:14more bright than moonbeams fair, My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed.
  4303. 5:21:14–5:21:21How can I, helpless, taste that poisoned red, To drink shame's poisoned cup, how can I
  4304. 5:21:21–5:21:23bear?
  4305. 5:21:23–5:21:28in great agitation, Vasantasina and the Buddhist monk.
  4306. 5:21:28–5:21:36Strange! My monkish life did me yeoman service when it proved necessary to comfort Vasantasina,
  4307. 5:21:36–5:21:41so untimely worried, and to lead her on her way.
  4308. 5:21:41–5:21:45Sister in Buddha, wither shall I lead you
  4309. 5:21:45–5:21:48to the noble Charudattas house.
  4310. 5:21:48–5:21:56Revive me with the sight of him. As the night blooming water lily is revived by the sight of the moon.
  4311. 5:21:57–5:22:12Aside. By which road shall I enter? He reflects. The King's Highway. I, L, L enter by that. Come, sister in Buddha. Here is the King's Highway. Listening.
  4312. 5:22:12–5:22:17But what is this great tumult that I hear on the King's Highway?
  4313. 5:22:17–5:22:22Looking before her. Why? There is a great crowd of people before us.
  4314. 5:22:22–5:22:29Pray find out. Serve. What it means. All would jee me tips to one side.
  4315. 5:22:29–5:22:32As if the earth bore an uneven load.
  4316. 5:22:32–5:22:36And here is the last place of proclamation.
  4317. 5:22:36–5:22:40Beat the drum. Proclaim the sentence.
  4318. 5:22:40–5:22:42They do so. Now.
  4319. 5:22:42–5:22:46Charoedutter. Wait. Don't be frightened.
  4320. 5:22:46–5:22:49You will be killed very quickly.
  4321. 5:22:49–5:22:51Ye blessed gods.
  4322. 5:22:51–5:22:54Listen. In terror.
  4323. 5:22:54–5:23:00Sister in Buddha, Charudatta is being led to his death for murdering you.
  4324. 5:23:00–5:23:06In terror. Alas! For my wretched sake the noble Charudatta put to death.
  4325. 5:23:06–5:23:10Quick, quick! Oh, let me dither.
  4326. 5:23:10–5:23:24Hason. Oh, Hason, sister in Buddha, to comfort the noble Charudatta while he yet lives. Makeway, gentlemen, makeway.
  4327. 5:23:24–5:23:27Meekly, meekly.
  4328. 5:23:27–5:23:36Noble Charudatta. It is the king's commandment that bears the blame. Think then of what you needs must think.
  4329. 5:23:36–5:23:44Why waste words, though slandered by a cruel fate, And stained by men of high estate?
  4330. 5:23:44–5:23:50If that my virtue yet regarded be, Then she who dwells with gods above,
  4331. 5:23:50–5:23:57Or wheresoever else, my love by her sweet nature Wipe the stain from me.
  4332. 5:23:57–5:23:59Drawing his sword.
  4333. 5:23:59–5:24:01Noble Charodata.
  4334. 5:24:01–5:24:04Lie flat and be quiet.
  4335. 5:24:04–5:24:09With one stroke, we will kill you and send you to heaven."
  4336. 5:24:09–5:24:11Charudatta does so.
  4337. 5:24:11–5:24:14Gohar raises his arm to strike.
  4338. 5:24:14–5:24:17The sword falls from his hand.
  4339. 5:24:17–5:24:19What is this?
  4340. 5:24:19–5:24:22I fiercely grasped within my hand.
  4341. 5:24:22–5:24:25My thunderbolt appalling brand.
  4342. 5:24:25–5:24:27Why did it fall upon the sand?
  4343. 5:24:27–5:24:33But since it did, I conclude that the noble Charudatta is not to die.
  4344. 5:24:33–5:24:41mercy, O mighty goddess of the Sahia Hills. If only Charodata might be saved, then hats
  4345. 5:24:41–5:24:49thou shone favor to our headsman cast. Let us do as we were ordered. Well, let us
  4346. 5:24:49–5:24:57do it. They make ready to impale Charodata. Though slandered by a cruel feat, and steamed
  4347. 5:24:57–5:24:59by men of high estate.
  4348. 5:25:00–5:25:30विचार-विमर्चु येट रेक। बिजाविमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्च
  4349. 5:25:30–5:25:37shoulder. Loosened from its bands, she loudly calls upon us to forebear and hastens hither
  4350. 5:25:37–5:25:39with uplifted hands.
  4351. 5:25:39–5:25:46Oh, Charodatta, what does it mean? She falls on his breast.
  4352. 5:25:46–5:25:53Oh, Charodatta, what does it mean? He falls at his feet.
  4353. 5:25:53–5:26:00withdrawing. Vasantasena. At least, we did not kill an innocent man.
  4354. 5:26:00–5:26:05Rising. Thank heaven. Charodata lives.
  4355. 5:26:05–5:26:08And shall live a hundred years.
  4356. 5:26:08–5:26:13Joyfully. And I too am brought back to life again.
  4357. 5:26:13–5:26:20The king is at the place of sacrifice. Let us report to him what has taken place.
  4358. 5:26:20–5:26:23The two headsmen start to go away.
  4359. 5:26:23–5:26:25Perceives Vasantasina.
  4360. 5:26:25–5:26:26In terror.
  4361. 5:26:26–5:26:27Goodness.
  4362. 5:26:27–5:26:30Who brought the slave back to life?
  4363. 5:26:30–5:26:32Fish is the end of me.
  4364. 5:26:32–5:26:33Good.
  4365. 5:26:33–5:26:33I.
  4366. 5:26:33–5:26:35I'll run away.
  4367. 5:26:35–5:26:37He runs away.
  4368. 5:26:37–5:26:38Returning.
  4369. 5:26:38–5:26:39Well.
  4370. 5:26:39–5:26:45Didn't we have orders from the king to put the man to death who murdered Vasantasina?
  4371. 5:26:45–5:26:48Let us hunt for the king's brother in law.
  4372. 5:26:48–5:26:50Excellent the two headsmen!
  4373. 5:26:51–5:26:56In amazement, who saves me from the uplifted weapon scorn?
  4374. 5:26:56–5:26:59When in death's jaws I struggled all for long.
  4375. 5:27:00–5:27:03A streaming cloud above the rainless scorn?
  4376. 5:27:04–5:27:06He gazes at her.
  4377. 5:27:07–5:27:09Is this Vasantasina's counterfeit?
  4378. 5:27:10–5:27:12Or she herself?
  4379. 5:27:12–5:27:13From heaven above descended?
  4380. 5:27:14–5:27:17Or do I, but in madness, see my sweet?
  4381. 5:27:17–5:27:22Or has her precious life not yet been ended? Or again?
  4382. 5:27:22–5:27:27Did she return from heaven? That I might rescue be.
  4383. 5:27:27–5:27:31Was her form to another given? Is this that other she?
  4384. 5:27:31–5:27:36Rises tearfully and falls at his feet. Oh noble Charoditta,
  4385. 5:27:36–5:27:42I am indeed the wretch for whose sake you are fallen upon this unworthy plight.
  4386. 5:27:42–5:27:50A miracle, a miracle. Vasantasina lives. The bystanders repeat the words.
  4387. 5:27:50–5:28:00Listens, then rises suddenly, embraces Vasantasina, and closes his eyes, in a voice trembling with emotion.
  4388. 5:28:00–5:28:04My love, you are Vasantasina.
  4389. 5:28:04–5:28:06That same unhappy woman.
  4390. 5:28:06–5:28:16Gazes upon her, joyfully, can it be, Vasantasina herself, in utter happiness, her bosom bathed
  4391. 5:28:16–5:28:18in streaming tears.
  4392. 5:28:18–5:28:23When in death's power I fell, whence she come to slay my fears.
  4393. 5:28:23–5:28:32Like heavenly magic spell, Vasantasina, O, my beloved, unto my body, whence the life
  4394. 5:28:32–5:28:39life was fleeting. And all for thee, thou newest life to give. O, magic wonderful in lovers
  4395. 5:28:39–5:28:48meeting. What power besides could make the dead man live? But see, my beloved, my blood-red
  4396. 5:28:48–5:28:55garment seems a bright groom's cloak. Death's garland seems to me a bridal wreath. My love
  4397. 5:28:55–5:29:01is near, and marriage music seems the fatal stroke, of drums that heralded my instant
  4398. 5:29:01–5:29:10death for she is here. You with your utter kindness what can it be that you have done?
  4399. 5:29:10–5:29:18My beloved he said that I had killed you for ancient hatred sake my mighty foe health victim
  4400. 5:29:18–5:29:27now had almost laid me low. Stopping her ears heaven averts the omen it was he the king's
  4401. 5:29:27–5:29:34brother in law, who killed me. Perceiving the monk, but who is this?
  4402. 5:29:34–5:29:40When that unworthy wretch had killed me, this worthy man brought me back to life.
  4403. 5:29:40–5:29:48Who are you, unselfish friend? You do not remember me. Sir, I am that
  4404. 5:29:48–5:29:55shampooer. Who once was happy to rub your feet? When I fell into the hands of certain gamblers,
  4405. 5:29:55–5:29:59This sister in Buddha upon hearing that I had been your
  4406. 5:30:00–5:30:04सर्वन्त बोवत में फ्रीडम विछार-जूल्जूल्जूल्जूलु।
  4407. 5:30:04–5:30:09तेर अपन अग्रू ताएड अव दिगाम्भलाज लाइपुछ आप बबुधिस्द मुन्क।
  4408. 5:30:09–5:30:16Now this lady made a mistake in her bullet cart, and so came to the old garden pushpacaranda.
  4409. 5:30:16–5:30:21But when that unworthy wretch learned that she would not love him,
  4410. 5:30:21–5:30:26he murdered her by strangling. And I found her there.
  4411. 5:30:26–5:30:31An ending victory to Shiva B. Who Daksha's offering foiled.
  4412. 5:30:31–5:30:37And victory may Kata Kiasi. Who Crowncha Smotan spoiled.
  4413. 5:30:37–5:30:44and victory to Ariaka the king his mighty foe he kills far over all the earth's expansive ring.
  4414. 5:30:44–5:30:52That earth her joyous flag abroad may fling. The snowy banner of Kailasa's hills
  4415. 5:30:52–5:30:56enter hurriedly, Shavalaka.
  4416. 5:30:56–5:31:04Yes! Palaka! The royal wretch! I slew! Anointing Ariaka, good king and true!
  4417. 5:31:04–5:31:08And now, like sacrificial flowers, I wed
  4418. 5:31:08–5:31:11the king's commandment to my bended head
  4419. 5:31:11–5:31:14to give sad Charu Datter life anew.
  4420. 5:31:14–5:31:17The foe whose powers and friends had fled.
  4421. 5:31:17–5:31:21He slew, consoled and comforted his subjects true,
  4422. 5:31:21–5:31:25and earth's broad sovereignty has gladly wed
  4423. 5:31:25–5:31:28his power and bent to him her lowly head.
  4424. 5:31:28–5:31:33Who toward his foe plays Indra's part anew.
  4425. 5:31:33–5:31:35He looks before him.
  4426. 5:31:35–5:31:36Ah!
  4427. 5:31:36–5:31:38There he will be found.
  4428. 5:31:38–5:31:41Where the people are thus gathered together.
  4429. 5:31:41–5:31:42Oh!
  4430. 5:31:42–5:31:48That this deed of King Ariyaka might be crowned with the rescued life of noble Charodata.
  4431. 5:31:48–5:31:50He quickens his steps.
  4432. 5:31:50–5:31:51Make way!
  4433. 5:31:51–5:31:53You rascals!
  4434. 5:31:53–5:31:56He discovers Charodata.
  4435. 5:31:56–5:31:57Joyfully!
  4436. 5:31:57–5:31:59Is Charodata yet living?
  4437. 5:31:59–5:32:01And Vasantasina!
  4438. 5:32:01–5:32:02Truly!
  4439. 5:32:02–5:32:07Our sovereign's wishes are fulfilled.
  4440. 5:32:07–5:32:09Yet how shall I approach him?
  4441. 5:32:09–5:32:12Who have so grievously sinned against him?
  4442. 5:32:12–5:32:13But no.
  4443. 5:32:13–5:32:16Honesty is always honorable.
  4444. 5:32:16–5:32:18He approaches and folds his hands.
  4445. 5:32:18–5:32:19Allowed.
  4446. 5:32:19–5:32:22Oh noble chariotata.
  4447. 5:32:22–5:32:25Who are you, sir?
  4448. 5:32:25–5:32:28I forced your house in Manor base
  4449. 5:32:28–5:32:31and stole the gems there left behind.
  4450. 5:32:31–5:32:37But though this sin oppressed my mind, I throw myself upon your grace.
  4451. 5:32:37–5:32:39Not so, my friend.
  4452. 5:32:39–5:32:42Thereby you showed your faith in me.
  4453. 5:32:42–5:32:44He embraces him.
  4454. 5:32:44–5:32:46And one thing more.
  4455. 5:32:46–5:32:51The very noble Ariaka, to save his family and name,
  4456. 5:32:51–5:32:56has slain the wretched Palaka, a victim at the altar's flame.
  4457. 5:32:56–5:32:58What say you?
  4458. 5:32:58–5:33:01Tea was your cart, helped him on his way.
  4459. 5:33:01–5:33:04Who sought the shelter of your name?
  4460. 5:33:04–5:33:07He slew King Palaka today.
  4461. 5:33:07–5:33:09A victim at the altar's flame.
  4462. 5:33:09–5:33:17Sharvilka, did you set free that Aryaka whom Palaka took from his hamlet and confined without
  4463. 5:33:17–5:33:20cause in the tower?
  4464. 5:33:20–5:33:21I did.
  4465. 5:33:21–5:33:25This is indeed most welcome tidings.
  4466. 5:33:25–5:33:32Scarcely was your friend Ariaka established in Ujaini when he bestowed upon you the throne
  4467. 5:33:32–5:33:34of Kushavati.
  4468. 5:33:34–5:33:40On the bank of the Veena, may you graciously receive this first token of his love.
  4469. 5:33:40–5:33:41He turns around.
  4470. 5:33:41–5:33:42Come.
  4471. 5:33:42–5:33:44Lead hither that rascal.
  4472. 5:33:44–5:33:45That villain?
  4473. 5:33:45–5:33:48The brother-in-law of the king.
  4474. 5:33:48–5:33:51We will, Shavalaka.
  4475. 5:33:51–5:33:52Sir.
  4476. 5:33:52–5:33:58King Ariaka declares that he won this kingdom through your virtues, and that you are therefore
  4477. 5:33:58–5:34:01to have some benefit from it.
  4478. 5:34:01–5:34:04The kingdom won through my virtues.
  4479. 5:34:04–5:34:11Come on, brother-in-law of the king, and reap the reward of your insolence.
  4480. 5:34:11–5:34:17Enter Sannsternaka, guarded, with his hands tied behind his back.
  4481. 5:34:17–5:34:19Goodness gracious!
  4482. 5:34:19–5:34:20It came to pass.
  4483. 5:34:20–5:34:25I ran away, like any arse, and had my day.
  4484. 5:34:25–5:34:32They dragged me round, a prince on a, as if they, they found a naughty kur.
  4485. 5:34:32–5:34:34He looks about him.
  4486. 5:34:34–5:34:36They crowd around me.
  4487. 5:34:36–5:34:43Though I, am a relative of the kings, to whom shall I go for help in my helplessness?
  4488. 5:34:43–5:34:44He reflects.
  4489. 5:34:44–5:34:45Good.
  4490. 5:34:45–5:34:51I, L, L go to the man who gives help and shows mercy to the shipliant.
  4491. 5:34:51–5:34:52He approaches.
  4492. 5:34:52–5:34:55Noble Sharidata.
  4493. 5:34:55–5:34:56Protect me.
  4494. 5:34:56–5:34:57Protect me.
  4495. 5:34:57–5:34:59He falls at his feet.
  4496. 5:35:00–5:35:10Noble Charodatta, leave him to us. Let us kill him. To Charodatta, O helper of the helpless, protect me.
  4497. 5:35:10–5:35:17Most awfully, yes, yes, he who seeks protection shall be safe.
  4498. 5:35:17–5:35:28Impatiently, confound him. Take him away from Charodatta. To Charodatta, tell me, what shall be done with the wretch?
  4499. 5:35:28–5:35:31Shall he be bound and dragged until he dies?
  4500. 5:35:31–5:35:34Shall dogs devour the scoundrel as he lies?
  4501. 5:35:34–5:35:39If he should be impaled, tea would be no blunder.
  4502. 5:35:39–5:35:42Nor if we had the rascal's sawn asunder.
  4503. 5:35:42–5:35:45Will you do as I see?
  4504. 5:35:45–5:35:47How can you doubt it?
  4505. 5:35:47–5:35:52Charudata, Meshta, I seek your protection.
  4506. 5:35:52–5:35:54Protect me, protect me.
  4507. 5:35:54–5:35:57Do shon't thing worthy of your shelf?
  4508. 5:35:57–5:36:05I, I'll never do it again. Voices of citizens behind the scenes. Kill him. Why should the
  4509. 5:36:05–5:36:08wretch be allowed to live?"
  4510. 5:36:08–5:36:14Vaasanta Sinha takes the garland of death from Charu Datta's neck, and throws it upon
  4511. 5:36:14–5:36:16Sanztonaka.
  4512. 5:36:16–5:36:25You slave wench! Be merciful! Be merciful! I, I'll never murder you again. Protect me!
  4513. 5:36:25–5:36:32Come. Take him away. Noble Charodata, say what shall be done with the wretch.
  4514. 5:36:32–5:36:35Will you do as I say?
  4515. 5:36:35–5:36:37How can you doubt it?
  4516. 5:36:37–5:36:39Really?
  4517. 5:36:39–5:36:40Really?
  4518. 5:36:40–5:36:43Then let him be immediately.
  4519. 5:36:43–5:36:45Killed?
  4520. 5:36:45–5:36:48No, no, set free.
  4521. 5:36:48–5:36:50What for?
  4522. 5:36:50–5:36:57The humbled foe who seeks thine aid, thou mist not smite with steely blade.
  4523. 5:36:57–5:37:01All right, we will have the dogs eat him alive.
  4524. 5:37:01–5:37:06No, no, be cruelty with kindness paid.
  4525. 5:37:06–5:37:11Wonderful! What shall I do? Tell me, sir.
  4526. 5:37:11–5:37:13Why, set him free.
  4527. 5:37:13–5:37:20It shall be done. Hooray! I breathe again. Exit! With the guards.
  4528. 5:37:20–5:37:27Mistress Vasanticina, the king is pleased to bestow upon you the title, Wedded Wife.
  4529. 5:37:27–5:37:30Sir, I desire no more.
  4530. 5:37:30–5:37:38Places the veil upon Vasanticina. To Charudata. Sir, what shall be done for this monk?
  4531. 5:37:38–5:37:42Monk, what do you most desire?
  4532. 5:37:42–5:37:49When I see this example of the uncertainty of all things, I am twice content to be a monk.
  4533. 5:37:49–5:37:59His purpose is not to be changed. My friend, let him be appointed spiritual father over all the monasteries in the land.
  4534. 5:37:59–5:38:04It shall be done. It is all that I desire.
  4535. 5:38:04–5:38:09Now I am indeed brought back to life.
  4536. 5:38:09–5:38:12What shall be done for Stavaraka?
  4537. 5:38:12–5:38:15Let the good fellow be given his freedom.
  4538. 5:38:15–5:38:19Let those headsmen be appointed chiefs of all the headsmen.
  4539. 5:38:19–5:38:24Let Chandanaka be appointed chief of all the police in the land.
  4540. 5:38:24–5:38:31Let the brother-in-law of the king continue to act exactly as he acted in the past.
  4541. 5:38:31–5:38:37It shall be done. Only that man, leave him to me, and ILL kill him.
  4542. 5:38:37–5:38:43He who seeks protection shall be safe. The humbled foe who seeks thy need.
  4543. 5:38:43–5:38:50Thou mist not smite with steely blade. Be cruelty with kindness paid.
  4544. 5:38:50–5:38:53Then tell me what I may yet do for you.
  4545. 5:38:53–5:38:56Can there be more than this?
  4546. 5:38:56–5:39:00I kept unstained my virtues even worth.
  4547. 5:39:00–5:39:07Granted my enemy his abject suit, friend Ariyaka destroyed his fomens' root.
  4548. 5:39:07–5:39:10And rules a king war all this steadfast earth.
  4549. 5:39:10–5:39:14This dear loved maiden is at last mine-bone.
  4550. 5:39:14–5:39:17And you united with me is a friend.
  4551. 5:39:17–5:39:19And shall I ask for further mercies?
  4552. 5:39:19–5:39:25Shown, to me, who cannot sound these mercies end?
  4553. 5:39:25–5:39:32Fate plays with us like buckets at the well, where one is filled, and one in empty shell,
  4554. 5:39:32–5:39:39where one is rising, while another falls, and shows how life is changed, now heaven, now
  4555. 5:39:39–5:39:44hell, yet may the wishes of her epilogue be fulfilled.
  4556. 5:39:44–5:39:50May kind yield streaming milk, The earth her grain, and may the heaven give never-failing
  4557. 5:39:50–5:39:58rain. The winds waft happiness to all that breeds. And all that lives, live free from
  4558. 5:39:58–5:39:59every pain.
  4559. 5:40:00–5:40:06पाद्स अफ्राइच्छिसनुस मिब्रामन स्ट्रेद आन्ठाः आस्टीं देर रेक।
  4560. 5:40:06–5:40:14मेख्किंस न्जुस्तिस, वेज्भी वेवा लेद। अन्ड्विश्ट, सब्मिस्व, बश्विव, बश्विव, वेश्विव्विश्विव।
  4561. 5:40:14–5:40:17अख्सन्त अम्नीज

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The Little Clay Cart English stage script, prepared from the supplied मइटिली, rendering by Gajendra Thakur of Shudrakas. Mr. Chakarikam Dramatis personai C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A, a Brahmin merchant R-O-H-A-S-E-N-A, his son May Traya, his friend Var dham anaka, a servant in his house. Sansth anaka, brother-in-law of king Pala ka. Sth avaaka, his servant. Another servant of sansth anaka. Acortia. A-R-Y-A-K-A, a herdsman who becomes king. S-H-A-R-V-I-L-A-K-A, a Brahmin, in love with M-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, a shampooer, who becomes a Buddhist monk. Mathura, a gambling master. D-A-R-D-U-R-A-K-A, a gambler. Another gambler. Karnapuraka, kumbilakaservants of Vaisantasena. Viraka, Shandanaka policeman. Goha, A-H-I-N-T-A headsman. Bastard pages in Vasantasena's house. A judge, a guildwarden, a clerk, and a beadle. Vaisantasena, a courtesan. Her mother, M-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, made to Vaisantasena. Another made to Vaisantasena. The wife of C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A. R-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, a maid in Charu Datta's house. S-E-T-T-I-N-G U-J-J-A-Y-I-N-I, called also a Vanti, and its environs. P-R-O-L-O-G-U-E Benediction upon the audience His bended knees, the knotted girdle holds Fashioned by doubling of a serpent's folds His sensitive organs So he checks his breath Annumbed Till consciousness seems sunk in death within himself. With eye of truth, he sees the All-Soul free from all activities. May his, May Shiva's meditation be your strong defense. On the Great Self thinks he, knowing full well the world's vacuity. And again, May Shiva's neck shield you from every harm. That seems a threatening thunder cloud. Where on? Bright as the lightning flash. Lies Gowri's arm." Enough of this tedious work. Which fritters away the interest of the audience? Let me then most reverently salute the honorable gentleman and announce our intention to produce a drama called the Little Clay Cart. Its author was a man who vied with elephants in lordly grace, whose eyes were those of the Chakora bird that feeds on moonbeams. Glorious his face as the full moon, his person, all have heard, was altogether lovely. First in worth among the The twice-born was this poet. Known as Shudraka far over all the earth, his virtues depth unfathomed and alone. And again? The Samaveda. The Rigveda II. The science mathematical. He knew. The arts were in fair courtesans excel. And all the law of elephants as well. Through Shiva's grace. His eye was never dim. He saw his son a king in place of him. The difficult horse sacrifice he tried successfully entered the fiery tide, 100 years and 10 days old and died and yet again eager for battle. Sloth's determined foe of scholars chief, who to the Vader-Kling, rich in the riches that aesthetics know. against the foeman's elephant to show. His valour. Such was Shudraka. The king विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक नाटक विपाषक ना of love's pure festival in these two hearts, of prudent acts, a lawsuit's wrong and hate, a rascal's nature, and the course of fate. He walks about and looks around him. Why? This music room of ours is empty. I wonder where the actors have gone. Reflecting. Ah, I understand. Empty his house. To whom no child was born. Thrice empty his. Who lacks true friends and sure. Two fools. The world is empty and forlorn. But all that is. Is empty to the poor. I have finished the concert. And I've been practicing so long that the pupils of my eyes are dancing. And I'm so hungry that my eyes are crackling like a lotus seed. dried up by the fiercest rays of the summer sun. I'll just call my wife and ask whether there is anything for breakfast or not. Hello? Here I am, but no. Both the particular occasion and the general custom demand that I speak prakrit. Speaking in prakrit. Confound it. I've been practicing so long and I'm so hungry that my limbs are as weak as dried up lotus stalks. Suppose I go home and see whether my good wife has got anything ready or not. He walks about and looks around him. Here I am at home. I'll just go in. He enters and looks about. Merciful heavens. Why in the world is everything in our house turned upside down? A long stream of rice water is flowing down the street. The ground spotted black where the iron kettle has been rubbed clean is as lovely as a girl with the beauty marks of black cosmetic on her face. It smells so good that my hunger seems to blaze up and hurts me more than ever. Has some hidden treasure come to light? Or am I hungry enough to think the whole world is made of rice? There surely isn't any breakfast in our house. And I'm starved to death. But everything seems top-sighted of me here. One girl is preparing cosmetics. Another is weaving garlands of flowers. Reflecting, what does it all mean? Well, I'll call my good wife and learn the truth. He looks toward the dressing room. Mistress, will you come here a moment? Enter an actress. Here I am, sir. You are very welcome, Mistress. Command me, sir. What am I to do? Mistress, I've been practicing so long and I'm so hungry that my limbs are as weak as dried up lotus stalks. Is there anything to eat in the house or not? There's everything, sir. Well, what? For instance, there's rice with sugar, melted butter, curdled milk, rice, and, all together. It makes you a dish fit for heaven. May the gods always be thus gracious to you. All that in our house? Or are you joking? Aside. Yes, I will have my joke. Allowed. It's in the marketplace, sir. Angrily. You wretched woman. Thus shall your own hope be cut off. And death shall find you out. For my expectations, like a scaffolding, have been raised so high, only to fall again. Forgive me, sir, forgive me. It was only a joke. But what do these unusual preparations mean? One girl is preparing cosmetics, another is weaving garlands, and the very ground is adorned with sacrificial flowers of five different colors. This is a fast day, sir. What fast? The fast for a handsome husband. In this world, mistress, or the next? In the next world, sir. Rathfully, gentlemen, look at this. शिया शाक्रफाशिग मैझिए तो गेट विशार-विमर्शक रेक। Don't be angry, sir. I am fasting in the hope that you may be my husband in my next birth, too. But who suggested this fast to you? Your own dear friend, Jernavrida. Angrily. Ah, Jernavrida. Son of a slave wench. When? Oh, when shall I see King Palakka angry with you? Then you will be parted, as surely as the scented hair of some young bride. Don't be angry. Sir, it is only that I may have you in the next world that I celebrate this fast. She falls at his feet. Stand up, mistress, and tell me who is to officiate at this fast. Some brahmin of our own sort whom we must invite. You may go then. And I will invite some Brahmin of our own sort. Very well, sir. Exit. Walking about. Good heavens. In this rich city of Ujjaini, how am I to find a Brahmin of our own sort? He looks about him. Ah. Here comes Charu Datta's friend, Maitreya. Good. I'll ask him. Maitreya. You must be the first to break bread in our house today. You must invite some other Brahmin. I am busy. But, man, the feast is set and you have it all to yourself. Besides, you shall have a present. I said no once. Why should you keep on urging me? He says no. Well, I must invite some other Brahmin. Exit End of the prologue. Enter, with a cloak in his hand, May Treya. You must invite some other Brahmin. I am busy, and yet I really ought to be seeking invitations from a stranger. Oh, what a wretched state of affairs! When good charada was still wealthy, I used to eat my fill of the most deliciously fragrant sweetmeats. Prepared day and night with the greatest of care, I would sit at the door of the courtyard, where I was surrounded by hundreds of dishes. And there, like a painter with his paint boxes, I would simply touch them with my fingers and thrust them aside. I would stand chewing my cud like a bull in the city market. And now he is so poor that I have to run here. There, and everywhere, and come home, like the pigeons, only to roost now here is this jasmine scented cloak. Which Charodata's good friend Jernavrita has sent him. He bade me give it to Charodata. As soon as he had finished his devotions, so now I will look for Charadatta. He walks about and looks around him. Charadatta has finished his devotions. And here he comes with an offering for the divinities of the house. Enter Charadatta as described, and Radhanika. Looking up and sighing virally. Upon my threshold, where the offering was straightway seized by swans and flocking cranes. The grass grows now, and these poor seeds I fling. Fall where the mouth of worms their sweetness steams. He walks about very slowly and seats himself. Maitreya. Sharudatta is here. I must go and speak to him. Approaching. My greetings to you. May happiness be yours. Ah, it is my constant friend Maitreya. You are very welcome, my friend. Pray be seated. Thank you. He seats himself. Well, comrade, here is a jasmine-scented cloak which your good friend Jirnavrita has sent. He bade me give it you as soon as you had finished your devotions. He presents the cloak. Charada takes it and remains sunk in thought. Well, what are you thinking about? My good friend. A candle shining through the deepest dark Is happiness that follows sorrow's strife But after bliss when man bears sorrow's mark His body lives a very death in life Well, which would you rather be dead or be poor? Ah, my friend, far better death than sorrow's show in slow Some passing suffering from death may flow But poverty brings never-ending woe My dear friend, be not thus cast down. Your wealth has been conveyed to the mu- विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। would greet as guests. Now pass me by. This is a poor man's house, they cry. As flitting bees, the season oar, desert the elephant, whose store, of itch o'er spent, attracts no more. Oh, confound the money, it is a trifle not worth thinking about. It is like a cattle boy in the woods afraid of wasps. It doesn't stay anywhere where it is used for food. Believe me, friend, my sorrow does not spring from simple loss of gold. For fortune is a fickle. Changing thing, whose favours do not hold, but he whose sometime wealth has taken wing. Finds bosom friends grow cold. Then too, a poor man is a man ashamed. From shame, Demons want of dignity and worthy fame. Such want gives rise to insults hard to bear. Thence comes despondency. And thence, despair. Despair breeds folly. Death is folly's fruit. The lack of money is all evil's root. But just remember what a trifle money is, after all, and be more cheerful. My friend, the poverty of a man is to him a home of cares. A shame that haunts the mind. Another form of warfare with mankind. The abhorrence of his friends. A source of hate, from strangers, and from each one's loving mate. But if his wife despise him, then, Tiva meet. In some lone wood to seek a safe retreat. The flame of sorrow, torturing his soul, burns fiercely, yet contrives to leave him whole. Comrade, I have made my offering to the divinities of the house. Do you two go and offer sacrifice to the Divine Mothers at a place where four roads meet? No. Why not? Because the gods are not gracious to you even when thus honored. So what is the use of worshipping? Not so, my friend, not so. This is the constant duty of a householder. The gods feel ever glad content. In the gifts, and the self-chastisement, the meditations, and the prayers, of those who banish worldly cares. Why then do you hesitate? Go and offer sacrifice to the mothers. No, I'm not going, you must send somebody else. Anyway, everything seems to go wrong with me. Poor Brahmin that I am. It's like a reflection in a mirror. The right side becomes the left. And the left becomes the right. Besides, at this hour of the evening, people are abroad upon the king's highway, courtesans, courtiers, servants, and royal favorites. They will take me now for fair pray. as the black snake out frog hunting snaps up the mouse in his path. But what will you do sitting here? Good then, remain, and I will finish my devotions. Stop, Vasanticina, stop! Enter Vasanticina, pursued by the courtier, by Sansternaca, and the servant. Vasantocina. Stop. Stop. Ah. Why should fear transform your tenderness? Why should the dainty feet feel such distress? That twinkle in the dance so prettily. Why should your eyes thus startled into fear? Dart-side long looks. Why? Like the timid deer. Before pursuing hunters, should you flee? Stop. Vesantasina. SH-top. Wifely. And run. And SH-tumble in your turning? Be kind. You shall not die. Oh, SH-top your feet. With love. Sweet girl, my tortured heart is burning. As on a heap of coals a piece of meat. Stop, Cortizen, stop, in fear you flee, away from me, as a summer peahen should. But my lord and master struts fast and faster, like a woodcock in the wood. Vasantacena, stop, stop, why should you tremble? Should you flee? अग्विवर like the plantain tree, your garments border, red and fair, is all a shiver in the air. Now and again, a lotus bud falls to the ground. As red as blood, a red real garvein you seem. Wents. Smitten. Drops of crimson stream. Stop. Vasantasina. SH Top. You wake my passion, my desire, my love. You drive away my sleep in bed at night. Both fear and tearishing your heart to move. You trip an SH tumble in your headlong flight. But Ravana forced Conti to his will. Just show shall I enjoy you to the fill. Ah! Vasantacena! Why should your fleet of flight outstrip my flying feet? Why? Like a snake in fright, before the bird-kings might thus seek to flee. My sweet! Could I not catch the storm wind in his flight? Yet would not seize upon you. Though I might. Sansternaca! Listend to me! Sure! Fish whip of robber love. Fish dancing girl. Eater of fish. Destroyer of her kin. Fish schnoob nose. Stubborn. Love box. Cortison. Fish clothesline. Wanton creature. Made of sin I gave her ten sweet names. And still, she will not bend her to my will. Courtier. As courtiers' fingers strike, the loots tense string. The dancing earring smites your wounded cheek. Why should you flee? With dreadful tear a week. As flees the crane when heaven's thunders ring. Sants, your jingling gems. Girl, clink like anything. Like Draupadi you flee. When Rama kishtha, I'll sheeze you quick, as once the monkey king. Shiesh tsabhadra. Vishvavassu's sweet shishtha. Servant, he's the royal protege. Do whatever he may say, and you shall have good fish and flesh to eat. for when dogs have all the fish and the flesh that they can wish. Even Karrion seems to them no longer sweet. Courtier. Mistress Vasanticina. The girdle drooping low upon your hips. Flashes as brilliant as the shining stars. The wondrous terror of your fleeing Mars. Your charms. For Red Realgar. Lucent. Slips. As on an imaged god. From cheek and lips, sansth, we're chasing you with all our mane and mite. As dogs are jackal when they hunt and find it. But you are quick and nimble in your flight. And sh teal my heart with all the roots that bind it. Palavaka, Paravratika, Meshda, Amen, Amen. Don't be a coward. Madhavika, Madhavika. Fool. She is calling her servants. Masha, is she calling a woman? Why? Of course. Women. I kill hundreds of them. I'm a brave man. Seeing that no one answers. Alas. How comes it that my very servants have fallen away from me? I shall have to defend myself by mother with. Don't stop the search. Shgral. Vasantasena. Shgral for your cuckoo parabritica. Or for your Blossom palavaca. Or for all the month of May. Who's going to save you when I'm chasing you? YSHP, of Bimassena. Or the shon. Of Jamadini. That thrice mighty one? The ten-necked ogre? Shon of Qunti fair? Just look at me. My fingers in your hair Just like Deuce Hassana I'll tear and tear Look, look, my shwerd is sharp Goodbye, poor head Let's chop it off Or kill you dead Then do not try my wrath to shun When you must die Your life is done Sir, I am a weak woman That is why you are still alive That is why you're not murdered Aside, oh, his very courtesy frightens me. Thumb, I will try this, aloud. Sir, what do you expect from this pursuit? My jewels? विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। Vasudeva. You must love me." Indignantly, heavens, you weary me. Come, leave me. Your words are an insult. Laughing and clapping his hands. Look, Masha, look. The courtesan's daughter is mighty affectionate with me. Isn't she? Here she says, Come on. Heavens! You're weary. You're tired. No. I haven't been walking to another village or another city. No. Little mistresses. I sh wear by the gentleman's head. I sh wear by my own feet. It's only by chasing about at your heels that I've grown tired and weary. Aside. What? Is it possible that the idiot does not understand when she says, You wary me? Allowed. Vasantasina. Your words have no place in the dwelling of a courtesan. Which, as you know, is friend to every youth. Remember, you are common as the flower that grows beside the road. In bitter truth, your body has its price. Your beauty's dower is his. who pays the market's current rate, then serve the man you love and him you hate. And again, the wisest Brahmin and the meanest fool, bathed in the self-same pool. Beneath the peacock, flowering plants bend low, no less beneath the crow, the Brahmin, warrior, merchant. Sail along, with all the vulgar throng, You are the pool, the flowering plant, the boat, and on your beauty every man may do't. Yet true love would be won by virtue, not violence. But, Masha, ever since the slave wench went into the park where Kama's temple stands, she has been in love with a poor man, with Charudatta, and she doesn't love me any more. His house is to the left. Look out and don't let her slip out of our hands." Aside. Poor fool. He has said the very thing he should have concealed. So Vasantasina is in love with Charudatta. The proverb is right. Pearl suits with Pearl. Well, I have had enough of this fool. Allowed. Did you say the good merchant's house was to the left? You jackass! Yes, his house is to the left. Aside! Oh, wonderful! If his house is really at my left hand, then this countrel has helped me in the very act of hurting me. For he has guided me to my law. But Mashahtar, it's pitch dark and it's like hunting for a grain of soot in a pile of spotted beans. Now you sheave a Santa-sina and now you don't. Pitch dark it is indeed. The sudden darkness seems to steal. The keenness of my sight, my open eyes, as with a seal, are closed by blackest night. And again, darkness anoints my body. And the sky, drop-sointment of thick darkness, till my nigh, is all unprofitable grown to me. like service done to them who cheat and lie. Meshda, I'm looking for Vasantasina. Is there anything you can trace her by, Jackass? Like what? For instance. Like the tinkling of her jewels, for instance, or the fragrance of her garlands. I hear the smell of her garlands, but my nose is stuffed so full of darkness that I don't see the sound of her jewels very clearly." To Vasantasina. Aside. Vasantasina. T is true. The night is dark. Oh, timid maid. And like the lightning hidden in the cloud, you are not seen. Yet you will be betrayed by fragrant garlands and by anklets loud. Have you heard me? Vasantesina. To herself. Heard and understood. She removes the ankle rings, lays aside the garlands, and takes a few steps. Feeling her way, I can feel the wall of the house. And here is the side entrance. But alas! विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। The poor man's kinsmen do not heed his will. The friends who loved him once, now stand afar, His sorrows multiply, his strength is kneel, behold, His character's bright shining star, Fades like the waning moon, And deeds of ill, that others do, are counted to him still. And again, no man holds converse with him. One will greet, with due respect the poor man when they meet. Where rich men hold a feast. If he draw near, he meets with scornful looks for looks of cheer. Where vulgar throngs are gathered. Tea is the same, his scanty raiment wakes his heart felt shame. Five are the deadly sins we knew before. Alas, I find the sixth is, to be poor. And yet again, ah, poverty, I pity thee, that so, to me thou clingest, as thy dearest friend, when my poor life has met its woeful end. I sadly wonder, wither thou wilt go. Betraying his embarrassment, well, comrade, if I must go, at least let Radhanika go with me, to keep me company. Radhanika, you are to accompany Maitreya. Yes, sir. Maitreya, mistress Radhanika. Do you take the offering and the candle while I open the side door? He does so. It seems as if the door took pity on me and opened of itself. I will lose no time. But enter. She looks in. What? A candle? Oh dear, oh dear! She puts it out with her skirt and enters. What was that, Maitreya? I opened the side door and the wind came through all in a lump and blew out the candle. Suppose you go out by the side door. Radha Nika, and I will follow as soon as I have gone into the courtyard and lighted the candle again. Exit. Meshda, Meshda, I'm looking for Vicenticina. Keep on looking, keep on looking. There's so, Meshda, Meshda, I've caught her, I've caught her. Idiot, you've caught me. You stand right here, Meshda, and shtay where you're put. He renews the search and seizes the servant. Meshda, Meshda, I've caught her. I've caught her. Master, you've caught me, you're servant. Meshda here, Shervant here, Meshda, Shervant, Shervant, Meshda, now, SHTAY where you're put. Both of you. He renews the search and sees as Red Annika by the hair. Meshda! Meshda! Fish time, I've caught her! I've caught Vicenticina! Through the black night she fled! Fled she! Her garlands schmil betrayed her! Like Chanakya caught Draupadi! I caught her here and stayed her! Ah! Proud to be so young, so fair! Too high thy love must not aspire, for now thy blossom fragrant hair, that merits richest gems and rare, serves but to drag thee through the mire. I've got your head, girl, got it tight, by the hair, the locks, and the curls. 2. Now, SH cream. Squeak. Shgurl with all your might. Shiva. Ishvara. Shankara. Shamhu. Quote. In Terra, oh, sirs, what does this mean? You jackass! It's another voice! Mashahter! The wench has changed her voice. The way a cat changes her voice. When she wants this home cream of curdled milk. Changed her voice. Strange. Yet why so strange? She trod the stage. She learned the arts. She studied to deceive our hearts. And now she practices her parts. Enter Matreya. Look! In the gentle evening breeze, the flame of the candle is fluttering like the heart of a goat that goes to the altar. He approaches and discovers Radanaka. विस्टरस रदनेका मश्टर, मश्टर, अमन, अमन This is right. This is perfectly right. That strangers should force their way into the house. Just because Charodotta is poor. Oh, my Traya. See how they insult me. What? Insult you? No, they are insulting us. Very well. They are insulting you, then. But they aren't using violence? Yes. Yes. Really? Really. Raising his staff angrily. No, sir, man, a dog will show his teeth in his own kennel, and I am a Brahmin. My staff is crooked as my fortunes, but it can still split a dry bamboo or a rascal's paint. Have mercy, oh great Brahmin, have mercy! discovers the courtier. He is not the sinner. discovers sans Thanaka. Ah, here is the sinner. Well, you brother-in-law to the king. Sans Thanaka. You scoundrel, you coward. This is perfectly proper. Isn't it? Charada the good is a poor man now, true. But are not his virtues an ornament to Ujaini? And so men break into his house and insult his servants. Insult not him, laid low by poverty, for none are counted poor by mighty fate. Yet he who falls from virtue's high estate, though he be rich, no man as poor as he. Betraying his embarrassment. Have mercy. Oh great Brahmin, have mercy. We intended no insolence. We merely mistook this lady for another. For we sought an amorous maiden. What, this one? Heaven forbid. One whose youth is in the guidance of her own sweet will. She disappeared, unconscious of the truth. We did what seems a purpose deed of ill. I pray you, accept this all in all of humblest supplication. He drops his sword, folds his hands, and falls at Maitreya's feet. Good man, rise, rise. When I reviled you, I did not know you. Now I know you and I ask your pardon. It is I who should ask pardon. I will rise on one condition. And that is... That you will not tell Sharodatta what has happened here. I will be silent. Brahmin! This gracious act of thine! I bow my neck to bear. For never could this sort of mine with virtue steal compare indignantly but master what makes you fold your hands show helplessly and fall at the feet of fish mannequin I was afraid what were you afraid of of Charodata's virtues virtues he you can go into his house and not find a thing to eat. No. No. His loving kindness unto such as we has brought him low at last. From him could no man learn what insults be or ear his wealth was passed. This well-filled pool that in its summer day gave others drink. It self is dried away. Impatiently, who is the shon of a slave wench anyway? Brave Shvatarketu is he, Pandu's child, or Radha's shon, the ten-necked loge wild, or Indradatta, or again, is he, shon of brave Rama and of fair Kunti, or dhammabut, Ashvathaman bold, perhaps jattayu's shelf, that vulture old, Fool! I will tell you who Charu Datter is. A tree of life to them whose sorrows grow. Beneath its fruit of virtue bending low. Father to good men. Virtues touchstone he. The mirror of the learned. And the sea. Where all the tides of character unite. A righteous man. Whom pride could never blight. A treasure house. With human virtues stored, courtesy's essence, honors precious hoard, he doth to life its fullest meaning give. So good is he. We others breathe, not live. Let us be gone. Without Vasantasina? Vasantasina has disappeared. How? Like sick men's strength, or like the blind man's sight, Like the fool's judgment. Like the slugards might. Like thoughtless scoundrels store of wisdom's light. Like love. When foam and fan are slumbering wrath. So did she vanish. When you crossed her path. I'm not going without the Santasena. And did you never hear this? To hold a horse. You need a rain. To hold an elephant. A chain. To hold a woman. Use a heart. depart. And if you haven't won? Depart. If you're going, go along. I'm not going. Very well. I will go. Exit. Mashed is gone. Sure enough. To my trayor. Well, you man with the head that looks like a carrot. You mannequin. Take a sheet. Take a sheet. We have already been invited to take a seat. By whom? By destiny Stand up, then, stand up We shall When? When fate is kind again Weep, then, weep We have wept Who made you? Poverty Laugh, then, laugh Laugh we shall When? When charada is happy once more you mannequin! Give poor little Charodata fish mess haig from me!" Fish went with golden ornaments and golden jewels. Fish female SHTH manager looking after the rehearsal of a new play. Fish for Santacena. She has been in love with you ever since she went into the park where karma's temple stands. And when we tried to conciliate her by force. She went into your house. Now if you send her away your shelf and hand her over to me. If you restore her at once. Without any lawsuit in court. Then I'll be friends with you forever. But if you don't restore her. There will be a fight to the death. Remember. Shmira Pumpkin, SH Talk with Kow Dung. Keep your vegetables dried. Cook your rice in winter evenings. And be sure your meat is fried. Then let, em stand. And they will not. Bothers homely schmel and rot. Tell it to him prettily. Tell it to him craftily. Tell it to him show that I can hear it as I rush in the dove coat on the top of my own palace. If you say it different. I'll chew your head like an apple caught in the crack of a door. Very well. I shall tell him. Aside. Tell me. Shervant. Is Masha really gone? Yes, sir. Then we will go as quickly as we can. Then take your sword, master. You can keep it. Here it is. Master. Take your sword, master. Speaking it by the wrong end. My shwerd, red as a radish skin, Nair finds the time to molder. She how it sheleeps its sheath within. I put it on my shoulder. While curses and bitches yellp at me. I roam like a hunted jackal, home. Sansternaka and the Servant walk about. Their necks ant. Mistress Radhanyaka, You must not tell good charodata of this outrage. I am sure you would only add to the poor man's sorrows. Good Maitreya, you know Radhanika. Her lips are sealed. So be it. To Vasanthasena, Radhanika, Rohasena likes the fresh air. But he will be cold in the evening chill. Pray bring him into the house. And cover him with this mantle. He gives her the mantle. To herself. See. He thinks I am his servant. She takes the mantle and perceives its perfume. Addently to herself. Oh. Beautiful. The mantle is fragrant with jasmine. His youthful days are not wholly indifferent to the pleasures of the world. She wraps it about her. Without letting Charu dutta see. Come, Radha Nika, take Roha Sinha and enter the heart of the house. To herself, Ahmi unhappy, that have little part or lot in your heart. Come, Radha Nika, will you not even answer? Alas, when man once sees that miserable day, when fate almighty sweeps his wealth away, and ancient friendships will no longer be गज़ोलड, देन आल विस्वाश्वम फ्रेन्स ग़ोड कोल्ड द्राविण निर तो रादनिका, सर, विर विर विर रादनिका, Here is Radhanika, who then is this, this unknown lady, by my robe. Thus clinging, desecrated. To herself, say, Radha, consecrated. Until she sees the crescent moon, with clouds of autumn mated, 54 but no, I may not gaze upon another's wife. Oh, you need not fear that you are looking at another man's wife. This is Vasantasina, who has been in love with you ever since she saw you in the garden where Kama's temple stands. What? This is Vasantasina, a side, my love for whom, my fortune spent my wretched self in tween has rent. Light cowards' anger inward bent. My friend that brother in law of the king says. Well? This wench with golden ornaments and golden jewels. This female stage manager looking after the rehearsal of a new play. This vasantasina, she has been in love with you ever since she went into the park where Kama's temple stands. And when we tried to conciliate her by force, she went into your house. To herself, tried to conciliate me by force. Truly, I'm honored by these words. Now if you send her away yourself and hand her over to me, if you restore her at once, without any lawsuit in court, then I'll be friends with you forever, otherwise, there will be a fight to the death. Contemptuously, he is a fool, to himself, how is this maiden worthy of the worship that we pay a goddess? For now, although I bury her enter, yet she seeks to spare my poverty, now enters here, though men are known to her. Yet all she speaks, contains no word to wound the modest ear." Allowed. Mistress Vasantasina. I have unwittingly made myself guilty of an offence. For I greeted as a servant one whom I did not recognize. I bend my neck to ask your pardon. It is I who have offended by this unseemly intrusion. I bow my head to seek your forgiveness. Yes, with your pretty bows you too have knocked your heads together, till they look like a couple of rice fields. I also bow my head like a camel colts knee and beseech you both to stand up. He does so, then rises. well, let us no longer trouble ourselves with conventions." To herself, what a delightfully clever hint. But it would hardly be proper to spend the night. Considering how I came hither, well, I will at least say this much. Allowed, if I am to receive thus much of your favour. Sir, I should be glad to leave these jewels in your house. It was for the sake of the jewels that those scoundrels pursued me. This house is not worthy of the trust. You mistake, sir. It is to men that treasures are entrusted, not to houses. Maitreya, will you receive the jewels? I am much indebted to you. She hands him the jewels. Receiving them, heaven bless you, madam. Fool. They are only entrusted to us. Aside, then the thieves may take them for all I care. In a very short time. Which she has entrusted to us belongs to us. I shall restore them. I should be grateful, sir, if this gentle man would accompany me home. My Tria, pray accompany our guest. She walks as gracefully as a female swan, and you are the gay flamingo to accompany her, but I am only a poor Brahmin. And wherever I go, the people will fall upon me just as dogs will snap at a victim dragged to the crossroads. Very well. I will accompany her myself. Let the torches be lighted to ensure our safety on the highway. Vardhamanaka, light the torches. Aside to matria, what, light torches without oil? Aside to charodata, these torches of ours are like courtesans who despise their poor lovers. They won't light up unless you feed them. Enough. By Tria, we need no tortures. See, we have a lamp upon the king's highway. Attended by her starry servant's fall, and pale to sea is a loving maidens' cheeks. Rises before our eyes the moon's bright ball, whose pure beams on the high-piled darkness fall, like streaming milk that dried up marshes seeks. His voice betraying his passion. Mistress Vasantasina. We have reached your home. Pray enter. Vasantasina gazes ardently at him. Then exit. Comrade. Vasantasina is gone. Come. Let us go home. All creatures from the highway take their flight. The watchmen pace their rounds before our sight. To forestall treachery. He's just and right. For many sins find shelter in the night. He walks about, and you shall guard this golden casket by night, and Vardamanaka by day. Very well, Exe and Amba. Enter a maid. I am sent with a message to my mistress by her mother. I must go in and find my mistress. She walks about and looks around her. There is my mistress. She is painting a picture and putting her whole heart into it. I must go and speak to her." Then appear the love-lawn Vasantacina, seated, and Madanaka. Well, go, and then. But mistress, you were not speaking of anything. What do you mean? Why, what did I say? You said, and then, puckering her brows. Oh, yes, so I did. Approaching, mistress, your mother sends word that you should bathe and then offer worship to the gods. You may tell my mother that I shall not take the ceremonial bath today. A Brahmin must offer worship in my place. Yes, mistress, exit. My dear mistress, it is love, not naughtiness, that asks the question, but what does this mean? Tell me, Madhanika, how do I seem to you? My mistress is so absent-minded that I know her heart is filled with longing for somebody. Well guessed, my Madhanika is quick to fathom another's heart. I am very, very glad. Yes, Karma is indeed mighty and his great festival is welcome when one is young. But tell me, mistress, is it a king or a king's favourite whom you worship? Girl, I wish to allow not to worship. Is it a Brahman that excites your passion, some youths distinguished for very particular learning? A Brahman I should have to reverence. Or is it some young merchant, grown enormously wealthy from visiting many cities? A merchant, girl, must go to other countries and leave you behind, no matter how much you love him. And the separation makes you very sad. It isn't a king, nor a favorite, nor a Brahman, nor a merchant, who is it then that the princess loves? Girl, girl, you went with me to the park where Commerce Temple stands? Yes, mistress. And yet you ask, as if you were a perfect stranger. Now I know, is it the man who comforted you when you asked to be protected? Well, what was his name? Why, he lives in the merchant's quarter. But I ask you for his name. His name, Mistress, is a good woman in itself. His name is Charuditta. Joyfully, good, mother-nika, good. You have guessed it. Aside, so much for that, allowed, Mistress, they say he is poor. That is the very reason why I love him. for a cortisan who sets her heart on a poor man is blameless in the eyes of the world. But, Miss Tress, do the butterflies visit the mango tree when its blossoms have fallen? That is just why we call that sort of a girl a butterfly. Well, Miss Tress, if you love him, why don't you go and visit him at once? गर, अछिए विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। अछिए विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। Is that the reason why you left your jewels with him? You have guessed it! A voice behind the scenes! Oh, sir! A shampooer owes me 10 gold pieces! And he got away from us! Hold him! Hold him! To the fleeing shampooer! Stop! Stop! I see you from here! Enter hurriedly a frightened shampooer! Oh! Confound this gambling business! freed from its tether. The ace I might better say. Ask, how it kicks me. And the cast of the dice called the spear. Proves true to its name. For it sticks me. The keeper's whole attention was busy with the score. So it took no great invention to vanish through the door. But I cannot stand forever in the unprotected street. Is there no one to deliver? I would fall before his feet. While the keeper and the gambler are looking somewhere else for me, I'll just walk backwards into this empty temple and turn goddess. He makes all sorts of gestures, takes his place, and waits. Enter Materer and the Gambler. Oh, sir. A shampooer owes me ten gold pieces. And he got away from us. Hold him. Hold him. Stop, stop, I see you from here. You may run to hell, if they'll take you in. With Indra, the God, you may stay, for there's never a God can save your skin. While Matura wants his pay. Oh, wither flee you, nimble rambler, you that cheat an honest gambler? You that shake with fear and shiver. All a tremble, all a quiver, you that cannot trip enough. On the level ground and rough. You that stain your social station. Family, and reputation. Examining the footprints. Here he goes, and here the tracks are lost. Gaze is at the footprints. Reflectively. Look, the feet are turned around. And the temple hasn't any image. After a moment's thought, that rogue of a shampoor has gone into the temple with his feet turned around. Let's follow him. All right, they enter the temple and take a good look, then make signs to each other. What, a wooden image? Of course not, it's stone. He shakes it with all his might. Then makes signs. What do we care? Come, let's have a game. He starts to gamble as hard as he can." Trying with all his might to repress the gambling fever. Aside. Oh. Oh. Oh. The rattle of dice is a charming thing. When you haven't a copper left, it works like a drum on the heart of a king. Of all his realm bereft, for gamblers leap down a mountain steep I know I shall not play. Yet the rattle of dice is as sweet as the peep. Of nightingales in May. My turn, my turn. Not much, it's my turn. Coming up quickly from behind. Isn't it my turn? We've got our man. Seizing him. You jailbird, you're caught. Pay me my ten gold pieces. I'll pay you this very day. Pay me this very minute. I'll pay you. Only have mercy. Come, will you pay me now? My head is getting dizzy. He falls to the ground. The others beat him with all their might. They're drawing the gambler's ring, you're bound by the gambler's ring. Rises. Despairingly. What? Bound by the gambler's ring. Confound it. That is a limit which we gamblers can't pass. Where can I get the money to pay him? Well then, you must give surety. I have an idea. He nudges the gambler. I'll give you half, if you'll forgive me the other half. Alright. To mattera. I'll give you surety for a half. You might forgive me the other half. Alright, where's the harm? Allowed. You forgave me a half, sir? Yes. To the gambler. And you forgave me a half? Yes. Then I... तिंक अल भी गोगिं पेश्म वी तेंगोल पीसश वेर यो गोगिं लुक अछिज़। जेंटलमन लुक अछिज़। फिर आजिज़ गेज़ शुरती तो वन अव दें फोर वाख। आन दे अद फोर गेज़ वाख। And even after that he is donening me. Poor helpless me. Seizing him. My name is Matura, the clever swindler, and you're not going to swindle me this time. Pay up, jailbird, every bit of my money. And this minute, too. How can I pay? Sell your father and pay. Where can I get a father? Sell your mother and pay. Where can I get a mother? Sell yourself and pay. Have mercy. Lead me to the king's highway. Go ahead. If it must be, he walks about. Gentlemen, will you buy me for ten gold pieces from this gambling master? He sees a passerby and calls out. What is that? You wish to know what I can do. I will be your house servant. What? He has gone without even answering. Well, here's another. I'll speak to him. He repeats his offer. What? This one too takes no notice of me. He is gone. Confound it. I've had hard luck ever since Charodata lost his fortune. Will you pay? How can I pay? He falls down. Mathura drags him about. Good gentlemen! Save me! Save me! Enter Dada Raka. Yes! Gambling is a kingdom without a throne. You do not mind defeat at all. Greater the sums you spend and win. While kingly revenues roll in. Rich men, like slaves. Before you fall. And again, you earn your coin by gambling. Your friends and wife by gambling your gifts and food by gambling your last cent goes by gambling and Again my cash was taken by the tray the deuce then took my health away The ace then set me on the street the four completed my defeat He looks before him Here comes Mathura our sometime gambling master. Well as I can't escape escape. I think I'll put on my veil. He makes any number of gestures with his cloak. Then examines it. This cloth is sadly indigent in thread. This lovely cloth lets in a lot of light. This cloth's protective power is nearly fled. This cloth is pretty when it's rolled up tight. Yet after all, what more could a poor saint do? For you see, one foot I've planted in the sky, the other on the ground must lie. The elevation's rather high, but the sun stands it. Why can't I pay? Pay. How can I pay? Mathura drags him about. Well, well, what is this I see? He addresses a bystander. What did you say, sir? This shampooer is being maltreated by the gambling master. And no one will save him. I'll save him myself. He presses forward. Stand back. Stand back." He takes a look. Well, if this isn't that swindler, Mathura. And here is the poor saintly shampooer, a saint to be sure. Who does not hang with bended head? Rigid till set of sun. Who does not rub his back with sand? Till boils begin to run. Whose shins dogs may not browse upon? As they pass him in their rambling. Why should this tall and dainty man be so in love with gambling? Well. I must pacify Mathura. He approaches. How do you do? Mathura. Mathura returns the greeting. What does this mean? He owes me ten gold pieces. Amir Bagatell. Pulling the rolled up cloak from under Dardaraka's arm. Look, gentlemen. Look, the man in the ragged cloak calls ten gold pieces Amir Bagatell. My good fool, don't I risk ten gold pieces on a cast of the dice? Suppose a man has money, is that any reason why he should put it in his bosom and show it? But you, you'll lose your cast, you'll lose your... विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्� doesn't win? Then he won't pay you. This is no time for nonsense. If you say that, you can give him the money yourself. My name is Matura. I'm a swindler and I play a crooked game. And I'm not afraid of anybody. You are an immoral scoundrel. Who did you say was immoral? You're immoral. Your father is immoral. the shampooer assigned to escape. You cur, that is just the way that you gamble. That is the way I gamble? Come, shampooer, pay me my ten gold pieces. I'll pay you this very day. I'll pay it once. Mathura drags him about. Fool, you may maltreat him when I am away, but not before my eyes. Mathura seizes the shampooer and hits him on the nose. The shampooer bleeds, faints, and falls flat. Dada-raka approaches and interferes. Mathura strikes Dada-raka, and Dada-raka strikes back. Oh, oh, you accursed hound. But I'll pay you for this. My good fool, I was walking peaceably along the street. And you struck me. If you strike me tomorrow in court, then you will open your eyes. Yes, I'll open my eyes. How will you open your eyes? Opening his eyes wide. This is the way I'll open my eyes. Dādurākha throws dust in Mathura's eyes and gives the Shampūra. A sign to escape, Mathura shuts his eyes and falls down. The Shampūra escapes. Aside, I have made an enemy of the influential gambling master Mathura. I had better not stay here. Besides, my good friend Shāvilaka told me that a young herdsman named Ayaka has been designated by a Soothsayer is our future king. Now everybody in my condition is running after him. I think I will join myself to him. Exit. Trumbles as he walks away and looks about him. Here is a house where somebody has left the side door open. I will go in. He enters and perceives Vasantasina. Ma'am, I throw myself upon your protection. He who throws himself upon my protection shall be safe. Close the door, girl. The meat does so. What do you fear? Accreditor, ma'am. You may open the door now, girl. To himself? Ah! Her reasons for not fearing a creditor are in proportion to her innocence. The proverb is right. The man who knows his strength and bears a load Proportion to that strength not more nor less is safe from stumbling and from sore distress Although he wander on a dreary road That means me wiping his eyes to the gambler pay pay While we were quarreling with Darter Aka sir the man escaped I broke that shampooers nose for him with my fist come on. Let's trace him by the blood. They do so. He went into Vasantasena's house, sir. Then that is the end of the gold pieces. Let's go to court and lodge a complaint. The swindler would leave the house and escape. No, we must besiege him and so capture him. Vasantasena gives Madanakara a sign. When are you sir or who are you sir or who son are you sir or what is your business sir or what are you afraid of. Listen, Madam. My birthplace is Pataliputra. Madam, I am the son of a householder. I practice the trade of a shampooer. It is a very dainty art, sir, which you have mastered. विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। travelers tell tales. And I wanted to see new countries. And so I came here. And when I had come here to Ujjaini, I became the servant of a noble gentleman. Such a handsome, courteous gentleman. When he gave money away, he did not boast. When he was injured, he forgot it. To cut a long story short, he was so courteous that he regarded his own person as the possession of others, and had compassion on all who sought his protection. Who may it be that her dawns would jean me with the virtues which he has stolen from the object of my mistress desires? Good, girl, good. I had the same thought in mind. But to continue, sir. Madam, he was so compassionate and so generous that now His riches have vanished. I didn't say it. How did you guess it, Madam? What was there to guess? Virtue and money seldom keep company. In the pools from which men cannot drink there is so much the more water. But sir, what is his name? What is his name? Madam, who does not know the name of this moon of the whole world? He lives in the merchant's quarter. He whose name is worthy of all honour is named Sharudatta. Joyfully rising from her seat. Sir, this house is your own. Give him a seat, girl, and take this fan. The gentle man is weary. Mother Nika does as she is bid. Aside. What? So much honour because I mentioned Charodata's name. Heaven bless you. Charodata. You are the only man in the world who really lives. All others merely breathe. He falls at Vasantasena's feet. Enough. Madam. Enough. Pray be seated. Madam. Seating herself. Where is he who is so richly your creditor, sir? The good man's wealth consists in kindly deeds. All other wealth is vain and quickly flies. The man who honors not his neighbor's needs. Does that man know what honor signifies? But to continue. So I became a servant in his employ. And when his wealth was reduced to his virtue, I began to live by gambling. But fate was cruel. And I lost ten gold pieces. I am ruined. I am robbed. There are the gambling master and the gambler. Looking for me. You have heard my story. Madam. The rest is your affair. Mother Nika. The birds fly every wither when the tree is shaken in which they have their nests. Go, girl, and give the gambling master and the gambler this bracelet. And tell them that this gentleman sends it. She removes a bracelet from her arm and gives it to Madanika. Receiving the bracelet, yes, mistress, she goes out. I am ruined, I am robbed. Inasmuch as these two are looking up to heaven and sighing and chattering and fastening their eyes on the door, I conclude that they must be the gambling master and the gambler. Approaching, I salute you, sir. May happiness be yours. Sir, which of you is the gambling master? O maiden, fair but something less than shy, With red lip wounded in love's ardent play, On whom is bent that sweet? Coqueta shy, for whom that lisp that steals the heart away? I haven't got any money. You'll have to look somewhere else. You are certainly no gambler, if you talk that way. Is there anyone who owes you money? There is. He owes ten gold pieces. What of him? In his behalf my mistress sends you this bracelet. No, no, he sends it himself. Seizing it joyfully. Well, well, you may tell the noble youth that his account is squared. Let him come and seek delight again in gambling. Exiant Matura and the Gambler Returning to Vasantasena Mistress The gambling master and the gambler have gone away well-paced दो, सर, आं कम फोट यो खिन स्वोख. आ, मादम, अछिद मेब यी, तीस हांज विद गलाडली प्रक्टिस तेर आट इन यो सरभिस. बज़ सर, फीख और विचार-विमर्शक यो सरभिस आट आट. Who first received your service? He should have your service still. Aside. A very pretty way to decline my services. How shall I repay her kindness? Allowed. Madam. Thus dishonored as a gambler. I shall become a Buddhist monk. And so, Madam. Treasure these words in your memory. He was a Shampua. A gambler. A Buddhist monk. Sir, you must not act too precipitately. Madam, my mind is made up. He walks about. I gambled. And in gambling I did fall. Till everyone beheld me with dismay. Now I shall show my honest face to all. And walk abroad upon the king's highway. To mulchuous cries behind the scenes. Listening. What is this? What is this? Addressing someone behind the scenes. What did you say? Post-breaker. The Santa Sena's rogue elephant. Is at liberty. Hurrah. I must go and see the lady's best elephant. No. No. What have I to do with these things? I must hold to my resolution. Exit. Then enter hastily Karnapuraka, highly delighted, wearing a gorgeous mantle. Where is she? Where is my mistress? Insolent. What can it be that so excites you? You do not see your mistress before your very eyes. Perceiving Vasantasina, mistress, my service to you. Karnpurka, your face is beaming. What is it? Proudly, oh, Mistress, you missed it. You didn't see Karna Puraka's heroism today. What? Karna Puraka, what? Listen, post-breaker, my mistress rogue elephant, broke the stake he was tied to, killed his keeper, and ran into the street. Making a terrible commotion, you should have heard the people shriek. Take care of the babies as quick as you can. and climb up a roof or a tree. The elephant rogue wants the blood of a man. Escape, run away, can't you see? And how they lose their ankle rings. Gurdles, set with gems and things. Break away from fastenings. As they stumble, trip, and blunder, see the bracelets snap asunder. each a tangled, pearly wonder, and that rogue of an elephant dives with his trunk and his feet and his tusks into the city of Ujjaini, as if it were a lotus pond in full flower. At last he comes upon a Buddhist monk. And while the man's staff and his water jar and his begging bowl fly every which way, he drizzles water over him and gets him between his tusks. The people see him and begin to shriek again. Crying, Oh, oh, the monk is killed, quote, anxiously, oh, what carelessness, what carelessness. Don't be frightened. Just listen, mistress. Then, with a big piece of the broken chain dangling about him, he picked him up, picked up the monk between his tusks. And just then Karna Puraka saw him. I saw saw him. No, no! The slave who grows fat on my mistress' rice cakes saw him. Stumbled with his left foot over a gambler's score, grabbed up an iron pole out of a shop, and challenged the mad elephant. Go on, go on! I hit him, in a fit of passion. Too he really looked like some great mountain peak. And from between those tusks of his I drew. The sacred hermit meek. Splendid, splendid, but gone. Then, Mistress, all Ujaiini tip over to one side, like a ship loaded unevenly. And you could hear nothing but hurrah. Hurrah for Karna Puraka. Then, Mistress, a man touched the places where he ought to have ornaments. And, finding that he hadn't any, looked up, heaved a long sigh, and threw this mantle over me. Find out, Kanpurka, whether the mantle is perfumed with jasmine or not. अव विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। and raps fit about her. The mantle is very becoming to her, Karnpurka. Oh, yes, the mantle is becoming enough. Here is your reward, Karnpurka. She gives him the gem. Taking it and bowing low. Now the mantle is most wonderfully becoming. Karnapuraka, where is Charu Dutta now? He started to go home along this very street. Come, girl, let us go to the upper balcony and see Charu Dutta. Exceint Omnus. Enter Charu Dutta's servant, Vada Manaka. A master, kindly and benevolent, his servants love, however poor he be, the purse proud, with a will on harshness bent. Pays service in the coin of cruelty. And again, a bullock greedy for a feast of corn. You never can prevent a wife who wants her lord to wear a horn. You never can prevent a man who loves to gamble night and morn. You never can prevent and blemishes that with a man are born. You never can prevent. It is sometimes since Charodota went to the concert. It is past midnight, and still he does not come. I think I will go into the outer hall and take a nap. He does so." Enter Charudatta and Maitreya. How beautifully re-bulled Sam! The loot is indeed a pearl. A pearl not of the ocean. Gently the anxious lovers heart befriending. Consoling when true lovers may not meet. To love lawns soles the dearest comforts sending. It adds to sweetest love it's more of sweet. Well then, let's go into the house. But how wonderfully master Ribhila sang. There are just two things that always make me laugh. One is a woman talking Sanskrit, and the other is a man who tries to sing soft and low. Now when a woman talks Sanskrit, She is like a heifer with a new rope through her nose. All you hear is, Su, Su, Su, and when a man tries to sing soft and low, he reminds me of an old priest muttering texts. While the flowers in his chaplet dry up. No, I don't like it. My friend, Master Rebhila sent most wonderfully this evening. And still you are not satisfied. The notes of love, peace, sweetness, could I trace, the note that thrills, the note of passion too. The note of woman's loveliness and grace are. My poor words add nothing. Nothing new, but as the notes in sweetest cadence rang. I thought it was my hidden love who sang. The melody of song, the stricken strings, in undertone that half unconscious clings. more clearly sounding when the passions rise, but ever sweeter as the music dies. Words that strong passion fain would say again, yet checks their second utterance, in vain. For music sweet as this lives on, until I walk as hearing sweetest music still. But see, my friend, the very dogs are sound asleep in the shops that look out on the market. it. Let us go home." He looks before him. Look, look, the blessed moon seems to give place to darkness as she descends from her palace in heaven. True, the moon gives place to darkness as she dips. Behind the western mountain and the tips of her uplifted horns alone appear like two sharp pointed dusks uplifted clear, Where bathes an elephant in water's cool? Who shows not else above the jungle pool? Well, here is our house. Vardamanaka, Vardamanaka, open the door. I hear Matriya's voice. Charadatta has returned. I must open the door for him. He does so. Master, I salute you. Matriya, I salute you too. The couch is ready. Pray be seated. Charodhata and Maitreya enter and seat themselves. Vardamanaka, call Radhanika to wash our feet. Compassionately, she sleeps, do not wake. I will bring the water, Maitreya, and you may wash Charada's feet. Angrily, look, man, he acts like the son of a slave that he is. For he is bringing water. But he makes me wash your feet. And I am a Brahmin. Good Maitreya, do you bring the water, and where the Manukka shall wash my feet? Yes, Matriya, do you bring the water? Matriya does so, Vardhamanaka washes Charada's feet, then moves away. Let water be brought for the Brahmin's feet. What good does water do my feet? I shall have to roll in the dirt again, like a beaten ass. Matriya, you are a Brahmin. Yes, like a slow worm among all the other snakes, so am I a Brahmin among all the other Brahmins. Matria, I will wash your feet after all. He does so. Matria, this golden casket I was to keep by day. You by night, take it, he gives it to Matria. Then exit. Receiving the casket, the thing is here still. Isn't there a single thief in Ujjaini to steal the wretch that robs me of my sleep? Listen, I am going to take it into the inner court. Such lacks attention we can ill afford. If we are trusted by a courtesan, then, Brahman, prove yourself an honest man. And guard it safely, till it be restored. He nods, repeating the stanza, the melody of song, the stricken strings, page 44. Are you going to sleep? Yes, so it seems for conquering sleep. Descending on mine eyes, first smites the brow with unresisted blow. Unseen, elusive, like old age, she tries to gather strength by weakening her foe. Then let's go to sleep. He does so. Enter Shavalaka I made an entrance for my body's round. By force of art and arms. A path to deeds. I skinned my sides by crawling on the ground. Like a snake that sluffs the skin no longer sound. And now I go where my profession leads. He gazes at the sky. Joyfully. See, the blessed moon is setting. For well I know. My trade would feign from Watchman's eyes, beshrouded. Valiant. I force the dwelling of another. But see, the stars in deepest dark are clouded. And the night shields me like a careful mother. I made a breach in the orchard wall and entered. entered. And now I must force my way into the inner court as well. Yes. Let men call it vulgar. If they will. The trade that thrives while sleeps the sleepyhead. Yes. Navery. Not bravery. Call it still. To overreach confiding folk abed. Far better blame and hissing. Fairly than the pay of genuflecting underlings. This antique path was trod by Drona's son, who slew the sleeping, unsuspecting kings. But where shall I make the breach? Where is the spot which falling drops decayed? For each betraying sound is deadened there. No yawning breach should in the walls be made. So treatises on robbery declare. Where does the palace crumble? Where the place? That nighter eaten bricks full soundness where? Where shall I, skate the sight of woman's face? Fulfillment of my wishes waits me there. He feels the wall. Here is a spot weakened by constant sun and sprinkling and eaten by salt-peeter rot. And here is a pile of dirt thrown up by a mouse. Now heaven be praised. My venture prospers. This is the first sign of success for Scander's sons. Now first of all, how shall I make the breach? The blessed bearer of the golden lance has prescribed four varieties of breach. Thus, if the bricks are baked, pull them out. If they are unbaked, cut them. If they are made of earth, wet them. If they are made of wood, split them. Here we have baked bricks. Ergo, pull out the bricks. Now what shall be the shape I give the breach? A lotus? आप दिस्टन, क्रेज़न्मून, अव, सुन, अब लों, अव, क्रोस, अव, भूजिंप्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष्ष And at my less successful ventures too. The crowd of neighbors gazed by morning light, Assigning praise or blame. As was my dew. Praise to the boon conferring God, To scander of immortal youth. Praise to Him. The bearer of the golden lance. The brahmin's God. The pious. Praise to Him. The child of the sun. Praise to Him. The teacher of magic. Whose first pupil I am? For he found pleasure in me and gave me magic ointment. With which so I anointed be. No watchman's eye my form shall see, And edged sword that falls on me. From cruel wounds shall leave me free. He anoints himself. Alas! I have forgotten my measuring line. Reflecting. Aha! This sacred cord shall be my measuring line. Yes! The sacred cord is a great blessing to a Brahmin, especially to one like me. For, you see. With this he measures. Ear he pierce a wall and picks the lock. When jewels are at stake, it serves as key to bolted door and hall, as tourniquet for bite of worm and snake. The measuring is done. I begin my task. He does so, then takes a look. My breach lacks but a single brick. Alas, I am bitten by a snake. He binds his finger with the sacred cord and manifests the workings of poison. have applied the remedy. And now I am restored. He continues his work. Then gazes. Ah! There burns a candle. See! Though jealous darkness hems it round, the golden yellow candle from its place shines through the breach upon the ground, like a streak of gold upon the touchstone's face. Now I must discover whether these two are feigning sleep, or whether they are asleep in the fullest meaning of the term. He tries to terrify them and notes the effect. Yes, they must be asleep in the fullest meaning of the term. For see. Their breath first calmly rises. Ear it sink. Its regularity all fear defies. Unmoving in their socket holes. The eyes are tightly closed and never seem to wink. The limbs relaxed. At ease the bodies lie. I see their feet beyond the bedstead peep. The lighted candle vexes not the eye. It would if they were only feigning sleep." He looks about him. What? A drum. And here is a flute. And here? A snare drum. And here? A lute. And reed pipes. And yonder? Manuscripts. Is this the house of a dancing master? But no. When I entered, I was convinced that this was a palatial residence. Now then, is this man poor in the fullest meaning of the term? From fear of the king or of thieves. Does he keep his property buried? Well, my own property is buried. Two. But I will scatter the seeds that betray subterranean gold. He does so. The scattered seeds nowhere swell up. Ah, he is poor in the fullest meaning of the term. Good. I go. Talking in his sleep, look, man, I see something like a hole in the wall. I see something like a thief. You had better take this golden casket. I wonder if the man has discovered that I have entered and is showing off his poverty in order to make fun of me. Shall I kill him? Or is the poor devil talking in his sleep? He takes a look. But see, this thing wrapped in a ragged bath clout. Now that I inspect it by the light of my candle, is in true for jewel caskets. Suppose I take it. But no. It is hardly proper to rob a man of good birth. Who is as poor as I am? I go. My friend, by the wishes of cows and brahmin's, I conjure you to take this golden casket. One may not disregard the sacred wish of a cow and the wish of a brahmin. I will take it. But look. There burns the candle. I keep about me a moth for the express purpose of extinguishing candles. I will let him enter the flame. This is his place and hour. May this moth, which I hear release, depart to flutter above the flame in varying circles. The breeze from the insect's wings has translated the flame into a cursed darkness. Or shall I not rather curse the darkness brought by me upon my Brahmanic family? For my father was a man who knew the four Vedas. Who would not accept a gift? And I? Shavilaka. His son. And a Brahmin? I am committing a crime for the sake of that courtesan girl Madanaka. Now I will grant the Brahmin's wish. He reaches out for the casket. How cold your fingers are, man! What carelessness! My fingers are cold from touching water. Well, I will put my hand in my armpit. He warms his left hand and takes the casket. Have you got it? I could not refuse Abraman's request, I have it. Now I shall sleep as peacefully as a merchant who has sold his wares. Oh great, Braman! Sleep a hundred years. Alas, that a Brahmin family should thus be plunged in darkness for the sake of Medanaka, a courtesan. Or better? I myself am thus plunged in darkness. A curse on poverty. I say, T is stranger to them manly will. This act that shuns the light of day. I curse indeed. But do it still. Well then, I must go to Vasanticina's house to buy Medanica's freedom. He walks about and looks around him. Ah! I think I hear footsteps. I hope they are not those of policemen. Never mind. I will pretend to be a pillar. and wait. But after all, do policemen exist for me? For Chavalaka? Why? I am a cat for crawling, and a deer for flight, a hawk for rending, and a dog for sight, to judge the strength of men that wake or sleep. A snake? When tea is advisable to creep. Illusions self? To see a saint or rogue? Goddess of speech in understanding Brogue. A light in blackest night. In holes a lizard I can be. A horse on terror firmer. And a ship upon the sea. And again? Quick as a snake. And steady as a hill. In flight the prince of birds can show no greater skill. In searching on the ground I am as keen as any hair. In strength I am a lion and a wolf to rend and tear. Entering. Dear me, Vardamannaka went to sleep in the outer court, and now he is not there. Well, I will call my treyor. She walks about. Prepares to strike down Radanaka, but first takes a look. What? A woman? Good. I go. Exit. Recoiling in terror. Oh, oh, a thief has cut a hole in the wall of our house and is escaping. I must go and wake my Traya. She approaches my Traya. Oh, my Traya, get up, get up. A thief has cut a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped. Rising. What do you mean, Wench? A hole in the wall has cut a thief and has escaped. Poor fool. Stop your joking. Don't you see it? What do you mean, Wench? It looks as if a second door had been thrown open. Get up, friend Charadatta. Get up. A thief has made a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped. Yes, yes. A truce to your jests. But it isn't a jest look. Where? Why? Here. Gazing, what a very remarkable hole. The bricks are drawn away below. Above, the top is narrow, but the centre-wide, as if the Great House heart had burst with pride. Fearing lest the unworthy share विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। For what man here in Ujjaini does not know how much wealth there is in our house? Stranger he must have been who made the breach. His customs harvest in my house to reap. He has not learned that vanished riches teach. A calm, untroubled sleep, he saw the sometime greatness of my home. And forced an entrance, for his heart did leap. With short-lived hope, now he must elsewhere roam. And overbroken hopes must solly weep. Just think of the poor fellow telling his friends, I entered the house of a merchant's son. And found, nothing. Do you mean to say that you pity the rascally robber? Thinks he, here's a great house. Here's the place to carry off a jewel casket or a gold casket. He remembers the casket, despondently, aside, where is that golden casket? He remembers the events of the night. Allowed, look, man, you are always saying, Matria is a fool. Matria is no scholar, but I certainly acted wisely in handing over that golden casket to you. If I hadn't, the son of a slave would have carried it off. A truce to your guests. Just because I'm a fool, do you suppose I don't even know the place and time for a jest? But when did this happen? Why, when I told you that your fingers were cold. It might have been. He searches about. Joyfully, my friend, I have something pleasant to tell you. What? Wasn't it stolen? Yes. What is the pleasant news then? The fact that he did not go away disappointed. But it was only entrusted to our care. What? Intrusted to our care? He swoones. Come to yourself. Man, is the fact that a thief Stolwa was entrusted to you. Any reason why you should swoon? Coming to himself. Ah, my friend, who will believe the truth? Suspicion now is sure. This world will show no wrath to the inglorious poor, alas, if envious fate before has wooed my wealth alone, why should she seek my store of virtue as her own? 25. I intend to deny the whole thing. Who gave anybody anything? Who received anything from anybody? Who was a witness? And shall I tell a falsehood now? No. I will beg until I earn the wavered all my debt to pay. Ignoble falsehood I will spun. That steals the character away. I will go and tell his good wife. She goes out, returning with Sherudita's wife. Anxiously. Oh, is it true that my lord is uninjured, and may trey her too? It is true, mistress. The gems which belong to the court of Zan have been stolen. Sherudita's wife swoons. Oh my good mistress. Come to yourself. Recovering. Girl. How can you say that my lord is uninjured? Better that he were injured in body than in character. For now the people of Ujaiini will say that my lord committed this crime because of his poverty. She looks up and sighs. Ah! Mighty fate! The destinies of the poor! Uncertain as the water drops which fall upon a lotus leaf. Seen to thee, but play things! There remains to me this one necklace, which I brought with me from my mother's house. But my lord would be too proud to accept it. Girl! Call May Treya hither! Yes, Mistress. She approaches My Treya. My Treya, My Lady summons you. Where is she? Here, come. Approaching. Heaven bless you. I salute you, sir. Sir, will you look straight in front of you? Madam, here stands a man who looks straight in front of him. Sir, you must accept this. Why? I have observed the ceremony of the gems, and on this occasion one must make as great a present as one made to a Brahmin. This I have not seen. Done. Therefore pray accept this necklace. Receiving the necklace. Heaven bless you. I will go and tell my friend. You must not do it in such a way as to make me blush, May Traya. Exit. In astonishment, what generosity? How Maitreya lingers. I trust his grief is not leading him to do what he ought not. Maitreya, Maitreya. Approaching, here I am, take that, he displays the necklace. What is this? Why, that is the reward you get for marrying such a wife. What? My wife takes pity on me? Alas, now am I poor indeed. When fate so robs him of his all, that on her pity he must fall. The man to woman state doth fall. The woman is the man. But no, I am not poor, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day. Indi a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away. Ah, this the poor man lacketh still. My Tria, take the necklace and go to Vasantasina. Tell her in my name that we We have gambled away the golden casket, forgetting that it was not our own, that we trust she will accept this necklace in its place. But you must not give away this necklace. The pride of the Four Seas, for that cheap thing that was stolen before we had a bite or a drink out of it. Not so, my friend, she showed her trust in leaving us her treasure. The price of confidence has no less measure. Friend, I conjure you by this gesture. Not to return until you have delivered it into her hands. Vrdhamanaka, do you speedily fill up the opening with the self-same bricks? Thus will I thwart the process of the law. For the blemish of so great a scandal sticks. And, friend Maitreya, you must show your pride by not speaking too despondently. How can a poor man help speaking despondently? Poor I am not, my friend, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day. In thee a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away. Ah! this the poor man lacketh still. Go then, and after performing rites of purification, I will offer my morning prayer. Excient Omnus. Enter a maid. I am entrusted with a message for my mistress by her mother. Here is my mistress. She is gazing at a picture and is talking with Madanika. I will go to her. She walks about. Then enter Vasantasena as described. And Madanika. Madanika girl, is this portrait really like Charu Ditta? Very like. How do you know? Because my mistress eyes are fastened so lovingly upon it. Madhanika girl, do you say this because courtesan courtesy demands it? But mistress is the courtesy of a girl who lives in a courtesan's house necessarily false. Girl, courtesans meet so many kinds of men that they do learn a false courtesy. But when the eyes of my mistress find such delight in a thing, and her heart too, what need is there to ask the reason? But I should not like to have my friends laugh at me. You need not be afraid. Women understand women. Approaching, mistress, your mother sends word that a covered cut is waiting at the side door, and that you were to take a drive. Tell me, is it Charu Dutta who invites me? Mistress, the man who sent ornaments worth ten thousand gold pieces with the card. Is who? Is the king's brother-in-law, Sans Thanaka. Indignity, though, and never come again on such an errand. Do not be angry, Mistress. I was only sent with the message. But it is the message which makes me angry. But what shall I tell your mother? Tell my mother never to send me another such message, unless she wishes to kill me. As you will, Exet, less than enter Shavilika. Blame for my sin I lay- आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आ I did the deed of sin. I paid no heed to anyone who talked with serving men. The houses ruled by women, folk. These I avoided most. And when policemen seemed to have me almost in their ken, I stood stock still and acted just exactly like a post a hundred such maneuvers did I constantly. Essay. And by such means succeeded in turning night to day. He walks about. Girl, leave this picture on my sofa and come back at once with a fan. Yes, mistress, exit with the picture. This is Vasanthesena's house. I will enter. He does so. I wonder where I can find Madanaka. Enter Madanaka with the fan. Shavalaka discovers her. Ah! It is Madanaka. Surpassing Madana himself in charm. She seems the bride of love. Inhuman guys. Even while my heart the flames of passion harm. She brings a sandal coolness to my eyes. Madanaka. Discover Sharvelga. Oh, oh, oh, Sharvelga. I am so glad, Sharvelka. Where have you been? I will tell you. They gaze at each other passionately. How Madanika lingers. I wonder where she is. She looks through a bull's eye window. Why? There she stands, talking with a man. Her loving glance does not waver. and she gazes as if she would drink him in. I imagine he must be the man who wishes to make her free. Well, let her stay, let her stay, never interrupt anybody's happiness. I will not call her. Tell me, Sharvilka, Sharvilaka looks about him uneasily. What is it, Sharvilka? You seem uneasy. I will tell you a secret. Are we alone? Of course we are. What? A deep secret? I will not listen. Tell me, Medanaka. Will Vasanticina take a price for your freedom? The conversation has to do with me. Then I will hide behind this window and listen. I asked my mistress about it. Sharvilka. And she said that if she could have her way, she would free all her servants for nothing. But, Charvilaka, where did you find such a fortune that you can think of buying my freedom from my mistress? A victim to my poor perpite. And your sweet love to win. For you, my timid maid. Last night, I did the deed of sin. His face is tranquil. It would be troubled, if he had sinned. Oh, Charvilaka, for a mere nothing, for a woman, You have risked both things. What things? Your life and your character. My foolish girl. Fortune favors the brave. Oh, Charvilleka. Your character was without a stain. You didn't do anything very bad. Did you? When for my sake you did the deed of sin? The gems that magnify a woman's charm. As flowers the creeping plant. I do not harm. I do not rob the Brahmin of his pelf. Nor seize the sacrificial gold myself. I do not steal the baby from the nurse. Simply because I need to fill my purse. Even as a thief. I strive with mane and might. For just distinction, twix the wrong and right. And so you may tell Vasantasina this. These ornaments were made for you to don. Or so it seems to me. But as you love me, never put them on, where other folks may see. But Sharvilaka, ornaments that nobody may see. And the quarters and the two things do not hang together. Give me the jewels. I want to see them. Here they are. He gives them to her with some uneasiness. विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। Why do you wish to buy my freedom? Well, this morning I heard in the merchant's quarter that the merchant chari-data Basantacena and Medanica swoon Medanica! Come to yourself! Why is it that now your figure seems to melt in limp despair? Your eyes are wildly rolling here and there? That when I come? Sweet girl, to make you free, you fall to trembling, not to pitying me. Coming to herself, oh you reckless man, when you did with you what not to have done for my sake, you didn't kill anybody or hurt anybody in that house. Medanica. Shav alaka does not strike a terrified man or a man asleep. I did not kill anybody nor hurt anybody. Really? Really? Recovering consciousness. Ah, I breathe again. Thank heaven. Jealousy. What does this, thank heaven, mean? Medanica. I sinned for you. When love had made me pine. Although my house was good since time began, love took my virtue. But my pride is mine. You call me friend and love another man. Meaningly A noble youth is like a goodly tree, His wealth, the fruit so fair, the courtesan is like a bird, For she, pecks him and leaves him bare. Love is a fire, Whose flame is lust, Whose fuel is gallantry, wherein our youth and riches must, Thus sacrificed be. With a smile, his excitement is a little out of place. Yes! Those men are fools. It seems to me, who trust to women or to gold? For golden girls, Tiss plain to see, are false as virgin snakes and cold. Love not a woman. If you ever do, She mocks at you and plays the gay deceiver. Yet if she loves you, you may love her too. But if she doesn't leave her, too true it is that a courtesan will laugh and cry for gold. She trusts you not, but waits your trustful hour. If virtue and a name are yours, then hold. Avoid her as you would a graveyard flower. And again? As fickle as the billows of the sea. glowing no longer than the evening sky. A woman takes your gold, then leaves you free. You're worthless. Like cosmetics. When you're dry. Yes. Women are indeed fickle. One man perhaps may hold her heart in trust. She lures another with kiketic eyes. Sports with another in unseemly lust. Another yet her body satisfies. As someone has well said, has well said. On mountain tops no lotuses are grown. The horses yoke no arse will ever bear. Rice never springs from seeds of barley sown. A courtesan is not an honest fair. A cursed chariodata. You shall not live. He takes a few steps. Seizing the hame of his garment. O you foolish man, your anger is so ridiculous. Ridiculous! How so? Because these jewels belong to my mistress. And what then? And she left them with that gentleman. What for? Whispers. That's why. Sheepishly. Confound it. The sun was hot one summer day. I sought the shadow. There to stay. Poor fool. The kindly branch to pay. I stole it sheltering leaves away. How sorry he seems surely, he did this thing in ignorance. What is to be done now? Madanaka Your own wit should tell you that. No, for you must remember, nature herself gives women wit. Men learn from books a little bit. Wilka, if you will take my advice, restore the jewels to that righteous man. But Medanaka, what if he should prosecute me? No cruel heat comes from the moon. Good, Madhanika, Good Madhanika, for what I did, I feel no grief nor fear. Why tell me of this good man's virtues, hi? Shame for my baseness touches me more near. What can this king do to such rogues as I? Nevertheless, your suggestion is inconsistent with prudence. You must discover some other plan. Yes, there is another plan. I wonder what it will be. Pretend to be a servant of that gentleman, and give the jewels to my mistress. And what then? Then you are no thief, Charu Dutta has discharged his obligation, and my mistress has her jewels. But isn't this course too reckless? I tell you, give them to her. Any other course is too reckless. Good, Madhanika, good. Spoken like a free woman. Risen at last is wisdom's light. Because I followed after you, when clouds obscure the moon by night. Tis hard to find a guide so true. Then you must wait here a moment in Karma's shrine, while I tell my mistress that you have come. I will. Approaches Vasantasina, mistress, Ibrahman has come from Charoditta to see you. But girl, how do you know that he comes from Charoditta? Should I not know my own, mistress? Shaking her head and smiling. Aside, splendid, allowed, bid him enter. Yes, mistress, approaching Charvilka, enter, Charvilka. Approaches, with some embarrassment. My greetings to you. I salute you, sir. Pray be seated. The merchant sends this message. My house is so old that it is hard to keep this casket safe. Pray take it back. He gives it to Madanaka and starts to leave. Sir, will you undertake a return commission of mine? Aside. Who will carry it? Aloud. And this commission is... You will be good enough to accept Madanaka. Madam, I do not quite understand. But I do. How so? Charu Dutta told me that I was to give Madanika to the man who should return these jewels. You are therefore to understand that he makes you a present of her. Aside. Ah. She sees through me. Allowed. Good. Charu Dutta. Good. Good. On virtue only set your heart's desire. The righteous poor attain to heights where to. The wicked wealthy never may aspire. And again? On virtue let the human heart be set. To virtue nothing serves as check or let. The moon, attaining unattainable, is led. Buy virtue to her seat on Shiva's head. Is my driver there? Enter a servant with the bullock cart. Mistress the cart is ready. Madhanika girl, you must show me the happy face. You are free. Enter the bullock cart, but do not forget me. Weeping, my mistress drives me away. She falls at her feet. You are now the one to whom honor should be paid. Go then, enter the cart. But do not forget me. Heaven bless you. And you, Medanica, turn upon her a happy face and hail with bended head the grace. That gives you now the name of wife. As a veil to keep you safe through life. He enters the bullet cart with Medanica and starts away. Men. Men. We have the following orders from the chief of police. A soothsayer has declared that a young herdsman named Ariaka is to become king. Trusting to this prophecy and alarmed there yet, King Palaka has taken him from his hamlet and thrown him into strict confinement. Therefore be watchful and every man at his post. listening. What? King Palaka has imprisoned my good friend Ariaka? And here I am. A married man. Confound it. But no. Two things alone. His friend. His wife deserve man's love below. A hundred brides may f- विश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्� Bring my wife thither. Yes, sir. Madanaka. If you desire it, dear. But dear, you must be very careful. Exit. Now is for me. I'll rouse my kin. The kitchen cabinet. Those high in fame by strength of good right arm. And those who would the king's contempt have met. And royal slaves. To save my friend from harm. like old Yagandarayana for the good King Udayana. And again? My friend has causeless been confined by wicked foes of timid kind. I fly. I fly to free him soon, like the eclipse-opressed moon. Exit. Entering Mistress, I congratulate you. A Brahmin has come with a message from Charodata. Ah, this is a joyful day. Show him every mark of respect. Go, and have him conducted hither by one of the pages. Yes, Mistress. Exit. Enter Maytraya with a page. Well, Ravana, the king of the demons, travels with his chariot that they call the Blossom. blossom. He earned it by his penances. Now I am a Brahmin. And though I never performed any penances, I travel with another sort of a blossom, a woman of the town." Sir, will you inspect our gateway? Gaze is admiringly. It has just been sprinkled and cleaned and received a coat of green. The threshold of it is pretty as a picture with the offerings of all sorts of fragrant flowers. It stretches up its head as if it wanted to peep into the sky. It is adorned with strings of jasmine garlands that hang down and toss about like the trunk of the heavenly elephant. It shines with its high ivory portal. It is lovely with any number of holiday banners that gleam red as great rubies and wave there. Coquettish fingers as they flutter in the breeze and seem to invite me to enter. Both sides are decorated with holiday water jars of crystal, which are charming with their bright green mango twigs, and are set at the foot of the pillars that sustain the portal. The doors are of gold. Thickly set with diamonds as hard to pierce as a giant's breast it actually wearies a poor devil's. Envy, yes, Visantasina's house door is a beautiful thing. Really, it forcibly challenges the attention of a man who doesn't care about such things. Come, sir, and enter the first cord. Enters and looks about. Well, here in the first cord are rows of balconies brilliant as the moon. Or as seashells. Or as lotus stalks. Whitened by handfuls of powder strewn over them. Gleaming with golden stairways inlaid with all sorts of gems. They seem to gaze down on Ujai-ini with their round faces. The crystal windows. From which strings of pearls are dangling. The porter sits there and snoozes as comfortably as a professor. The crows which they tempt with rice-gruel and curdled milk will not eat the offering. Because they can't distinguish it from the mortar. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the second court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the second court the cart-bullocks are tied. They grow fat on mouthfuls of grass and pulse-stocks which are brought them. and left, by everybody, their horns are smeared with oil. And here is another, a buffalo, snorting like a gentleman insulted. And here is a ram having his neck rubbed, like a prize fighter after the fight. And here are others, horses having their mains put in shape. And here in a stall is another, a monkey, tied fast like a thief. He looks in another direction. And here is an elephant, taking from his drivers a cake of rice and drippings in oil. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the third cord. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the third cord are these seats. Prepared for young gentlemen to sit on. A half-red book is lying on the gaming table, and the table itself has its own नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। नाटक आछि। The symbols are falling, as the stars fall from heaven when their merit is exhausted. The pipe is discoursing music as sweet as the humming of bees. And here, again, is a lute that somebody is holding on his lap like a girl who is excited by jealousy and love. And he is stroking it with his fingers. And here, again, are courtesan girls that sing as charmingly as honey-drunken bees. And they are made to dance and recite a drama with love in it. And water coolers are hanging in the windows so as to catch the breeze. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the fifth court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the fifth court the overpowering smell of asafetida and boil is attractive enough to make a poor devil's mouth water. The kitchen is kept hot all the time. And the gusts of steam. with all sorts of good smells. Seem like sighs issuing from its mouth like doors. The smell of the preparation of all kinds of foods and sauces makes me smack my lips. And here, again, is a butcher's boy washing a mess of chitterlings as if it were an old loin cloth. The cook is preparing every kind of food. Sweet meats are being constructed, cakes are being baked, to himself, I wonder if I am to get a chance to wash my feet and an invitation to eat what I can hold. He looks in another direction. There are courtesans and bastard pages. Adorned with any number of jewels. Just like gondar vieis and obserises. Really, this house is heaven. Tell me, who are you bastards anyway? Why? We are bastard pages, petted in a stranger's court. Fed on stranger's food. Stranger's money makes us sport not so very good. Stranger women gave us birth. Stranger men begot. Baby elephants in mirth. We're a bastard lot. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the sixth court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the sixth court they are working in golden jewels. The arches set with sapphires look as if they were the home of the rainbow. The jewelers are testing the lapis lazuli, the pearls, the corals, the topaz, the sapphires, the cat's eyes, the rubies, the emeralds, and all the other kinds of gems rubies are being set in gold. Golden ornaments are being fashioned. Pearls are being strung on a red cord. Pieces of lapis lazuli are being cleverly polished. Shells are being pierced. Corals are being ground. Wet bundles of saffron are being dried. is being moistened, sandalwood is being ground to make sandal water. Perfumes are being compounded, beetle leaves and camphor are being given to courtesans and their lovers. Cochettish glances are being exchanged. Laughter is going on, wine is being drunk incessantly with sounds of glee. Here are men servants, here are maid servants, and here are men who forget child and wife and money. When the courtesans, who have drunk the wine from the liquor jars, Give them the mitten, they, drink, show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the seventh court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the seventh court the mated doves are sitting comfortably in their snug dove coats. Billing and cooing and nothing else. And perfectly happy, and there is a parrot in a cage, chanting like a Brahmin with a belly full of curdled milk and rice. And here, again, is a talking thrush, chattering like a housemaid who spreads herself because somebody noticed her. A cuckoo, her throat still happy from tasting all sorts of fruit syrups. Is cooing like a procurus. Rose of cages are hanging from pegs. Quails are being egged on to fight. Partridges are being made to talk. Caged pigeons are being provoked. A tame peacock that looks as if he was adorned with all sorts of gems is dancing happily about. And as he flaps his wings, he seems to be fanning the roof which is distressed by the rays of the sun. He looks in another direction. Here are pairs of flamingos like moonbeams rolled into a ball that wander about after pretty girls. As it अछि। आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आ tautologous ornaments. Who wanders about, stumbling and stretching his limbs? Sir, this is my mistress brother. What sort of ascetic exercises does a man have to perform? In order to be born as Basantacina's brother? But no, he may be shiny, may be greasy, and perfumed may he be. And yet I warn you to go easy. He's a graveyard champak tree. He looks in another direction. But, madam, who is that in the expansive garment? Sitting on the throne. She has shoes on her greasy feet. Sir, that is my mistress' mother. Lord, what an extensive belly the dirty old witch has got. I suppose they couldn't put that superb portal on the house till after they had brought the idol in? Rascal, you must not make fun of our mother so. She is pining away under a quartan ague. Bursts out laughing. O thou blessed quartan ague. Look thou upon a Brahmin. Even upon me, with this thy favour. Rascal, may death strike you. Bursts out laughing. Why? Wench. A potbelly like that is better dead. Brandy, rum, and wine, mother fell extremely ill, if mother now should peak in pine. A jackal pack would have its fill. Well, I have seen Vicente seen as palace with its many incidents and its eight courts. And really, it seems as if I had seen the triple heaven in a nutshell. I haven't the eloquence to praise it. Is this the house of a courtesan? Or a piece of Cuba's palace? Where's your mistress? She is here in the orchard. Enter, sir. Enter's and looks about. Well, what a beautiful orchard. There are any number of trees planted here, and they are covered with the most wonderful flowers. Silken swings are hung under the thick set trees. Just big enough for a girl to sit in. The golden jasmine, the chefelika, the white jasmine, the jessamine, the navimalika, The Amaranth, the Spring Creeper, and all the other flowers have fallen of themselves. And really, it makes Indra's heaven look dingy. He looks in another direction. And the pond here looks like the morning twilight. For the lilies and red lotuses are as splendid as the rising sun. And again, the Ashoka Tree, whose twigs so merry, and crimson flowers have just appeared. Seems like a battling mercenary. With clotting crimson gorba smeared. Good! Now where's your mistress? If you would stop stargazing, sir, you would see her. Perceives vasantasina and approaches. Heaven bless you. Speaking in Sanskrit. Ah, Maitreya, rising, you are very welcome. Here is a seat. Pray be seated. When you are seated, madam, they both seat themselves. the merchant's son well? Well, madam. Tell me, good Maitreya, do friends, like birds, yet seek a shelter free. Beneath the modest boughs of this fair tree, whose leaves are virtues, confidence its fruit, its blossoms honour, good its precious fruit? Aside, a good description by a naughty woman. Allowed, they do, indeed. Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming? Listen, madam, the excellent Charodata folds his hands and requests. Folding her hands and commands. He says he imagined that that golden casket was his own and gambled it away. And nobody knows where the gambling master has gone, for he is employed in the king's business. Mistress, I congratulate you. The gentleman has turned gambler. Aside, it was stolen by a thief. And he is so proud that he says he gambled it away. I love him for that. He requests that you will therefore be good enough to accept in its place this necklace of pearls. Aside, shall I show him the jewels? Reflecting, no, not yet. Why don't you take this necklace? Laughs and looks at her friend. Why should I not take the necklace? My Trier, she takes it and lays it away. Aside, how is it possible that drops of honey fall from the mango tree? Even after its blossoms are gone? Aloud! Sir! Pray tell the worthy gambler Charu Dutta in my name that I shall pay him a visit this evening. Aside! What else does she expect to get out of a visit to our house? Aloud! Madam! I will tell him, aside, to have nothing more to do with this courtesan. Exit! Take these jewels, girl. Let us go and bring cheer to Charodatta. But Mistress, see, an untimely storm is gathering. The clouds may come, the rain may fall forever. The night may blacken in the sky above. For this I care not. Now I will not waver. My heart is journeying to him I love. Take the necklace, girl, and come quickly. Exceint Omnis. The love-lawn Charodata appears, seated. Looks up, an untimely storm is gathering. For see, the peacocks gaze and lift their fans on high. The swans forget their purpose to depart. The untimely storm afflicts the blackened sky. And the wistful lovers' heart. And again, the wet bull's belly wears no deeper dye. eye. In flashing lightning's golden mantle clad. While cranes, his buglers, make the heaven glad, the cloud, a second Vishnu, mounts the sky, and yet again, as dark as Vishnu's form, with circling cranes, to trumpet him, instead of bugle strains, and garments in lightning-silken robe approaches now the harbinger of rains. When lightning's lamp is lit, the silver river, impetuous falls from out the cloudy womb, like severed lace from heaven-cloaking bloom. It gleams an instant, then is gone forever, like shoaling fishers, or like dolphins shy or like to swans toward heaven's vault that fly. Like paired flamingos, mailed and made together, like mighty pinnacles that tower on high, in thousand forms the tumbling clouds embrace. Though torn by winds, they gather, interlace, and paint the ample canvas of the sky. The sky is black as Drita Rastra's face, proud as the champion of Kuru's race. The haughty peacock shrills his joy abroad. The cuckoo, in Yudhishtira's sad case, is forced to wander if he would not die. The swans must leave their forest homes and fly, like Pandu's sons, to seek an unknown place. Reflecting. It is long since Maitreya went to visit Vasanthasena. and even yet he does not come. Enter Matreya. Can found the courtesans avarice in her incivility. To think of her making so short a story of it. Over and over she repeats something about the affection she feels. And then without more ado she pockets the necklace. She is rich enough so that she might at least have said, Good matreya, rest a little, you must not go until you have had a cup to drink. Can found the courtesan? I hope Ill never set eyes on her again. Wearily, the proverb is right, it is hard to find a lotus plant without a root, a merchant who never cheats, a goldsmith who never steals, a village gathering without a fight, and a courtesan without avarice. Well, Ill find my friend and persuade him to have nothing more to do with this courtesan. He walks about until he discovers Charada. Ah, my good friend is sitting in the orchard. I, LL, go to him. Approaching, Heaven bless you. May happiness be yours. Looking up, ah, my friend Maitreya has returned. You are very welcome, my friend. Pre-be-seated. Thank you. Tell me of your errand, my friend. My errand went all wrong. What? Did she not accept the necklace? How could we expect such a piece of luck? विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। bite or a drink out of it. Not so. My friend, she showed her trust in leaving us her treasure. The price of confidence has no less measure. Now look here, I have a second grievance. She tipped her friend the wink, covered her face with the hem of her dress, and laughed at me, and so, brahmin' though I am, I hereby fall on my face before you and beg you not to have anything more to do with this That sort of society does any amount of damage. A courtesan is like a pebble in your shoe. It hurts before you get rid of it. And one thing more, my friend, a courtesan, an elephant, a scribe, a mendicant friar, a swindler, and an ass wear these dwell. Not even rogues are born. Oh, my friend, a truce to all your detraction. My poverty of itself prevents me. For consider, the horse would gladly hasten here and there. But his legs fail him. For his breath departs, so men's vain wishes wander everywhere. Then, weary grown, return into their hearts, then too, my friend, if wealth is thine, the maid is thine, for maids are won by gold. Aside, and not by virtue cold. Allowed. But wealth is now no longer mine, and her I may not hold. Looks down, aside, from the way he looks up in size. I conclude that my effort to distract him has simply increased his longing. The proverb is right, you can't reason with a lover. Allowed. Well, she told me to tell you that she would have to come here this evening. I suppose she isn't satisfied with the necklace and is coming to look for something else. Let her come, my friend. She shall not depart unsatisfied. Enter kumbhilka. Listen. Good people. The more it rains in sheets, the more my skin gets wet, the more the cold wind beats, the more I shake and fret. He bursts out laughing. I make the sweet flute speak from seven holes. I make the loud flute speak on seven strings. In singing, I essay the donkey's rolls. No god can match my music when he sings. My mistress, Vasantasina, said to me, Cumbulaka, go and tell Charu Dutta that I am coming. So here I am. On my way to Charu Dutta's house. He walks about. And as he enters, discovers Charodata. Here is Charodata in the orchard. And here is that wretched jack-o'-nape's. Two. Well. I'll go up to them. What? The orchard gate is shut. Good. I'll give this jack-o'-nape's a hint. He throws lumps of mud. Well, who is this pelting me with mud, as if I were an apple tree inside of a fence? doubtless the pigeons that play on the roof of the garden house. Wait a minute, you confounded pigeon, with this stick I'll bring you down from the roof to the ground. Like an overripe mango, he raises his stick and starts to run. Holding him back by the sacred cord. Sit down, my friend, what do you mean? Leave the poor pigeon alone with his mate. What? He sees the pigeon and doesn't see me. Good. I'll hit him again with another lump of mud. He does so. Looks about him. What? Cumbulaka? I'll be with you in a minute. He approaches and opens the gate. Well, Cumbulaka, come in. I'm glad to see you. Enters. I salute you, sir. Where do you come from, man, in this rain and darkness? You see, she's here. Who's she? Who's here? She, see, she. Look here, you son of a slave. What makes you sigh like a half-starbed old beggar in a famine? With your, she, she, she. And what makes you hoot like an owl with your, who, who, who? All right, tell me. Aside, suppose I say it this way. Allowed, I'll give you a riddle, man. In नाटक आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव ये आजिव You fool, in spring, in vasanta. Returns to kumbolaka. You fool, in spring, in vasanta. Now ILL give you another. Who guards thriving villages? Why, the guard? Laughing. Wrong. Well, I'm stuck. Reflecting. Good. I'll ask charadatta again. He returns and puts the question to charadatta. The army, my friend, the sena Comes back to kumbolaka, the army, you jackass, the sena Now put the two together and say, M fast Sena vasanta Say it turned around Turns around, sena vasanta You fool, you jacka-napes, turn the parts of the thing around turns his feet around, Sena Vasanta. You fool! Turn the parts of the word around. After reflection, Vasanta Sena. She's here. Then I must tell Charadatta. Approaching, well, Charadatta, your creditor is here. How should a creditor come into my family? Not in the family perhaps, but at the door. Vasanta Sena is here. Why do you deceive me, my friend? If you can't trust me, then ask Kumbulaka here. Kumbulaka, you jackass, come here. Approaching. I salute you, sir. You are welcome, my good fellow. Tell me, is Wusanta Sina really here? Yes, she's here. Wusanta Sina is here. Joyfully, my good fellow, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded. Take this as your recompense. He gives him his mantle. Take it and boughs. Gleefully, I'll tell my mistress. Exit. Do you see why she comes in a storm like this? I do not quite understand, my friend. I know, she has an idea that the pearl necklace is cheap, and the golden casket expensive. She isn't satisfied, and she has come to look for something more. Aside, she shall not depart unsatisfied. Then enter the love-lawn Vasanticina. In a splendid garment. Fit. For a woman who goes to meet her lover. A maid with an umbrella. The courtier Referring to Versanticina, Lakshmi without the lotus flower is she, loveliest arrow of God, come as bow. The sweetest blossom on love's magic tree. See how she moves. So gracefully and slow. In passion's hour she still loves modesty. In her. Good wives, their dearest sorrow know. When passion's drama shall enacted be When on love stage appears the passing show, A host of wanderers shall bend them low, Glad to be slaves in such captivity. See, Vasantasina, see, The clouds hang drooping to the mountain peaks, Like a maiden's heart, That distant lover seeks. The peacocks startle when the thunder booms and fan the heaven with all their jeweled plumes and again mud-stained and pelted by the streaming rain. To drink the falling drops, the frogs are fain. Full-throated peacocks love shrill passion show and neeper flowers like brilliant candles glow. Unfaithful clouds obscure the hostage moon Like naves, unworthy of so dear a boon, like some poor maid of better breeding bear, the impatient lightning rests not anywhere. Sir, what you say is most true. For the night, an angry rival, bars my way, her thunder's fain would check and hinder me. Fond fool, with him I love thou shalt not stay. T is I, T is I. विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। must remember, the clouds may rain, may thunder may so bold, may flash the lightning from the sky above. That woman little wrecks of heat, or cold. Who journeys to her law? But see, Vasantasina, another cloud, spared by the fickle fury of the air a flood of arrows in his rushing streams. His drum, the roaring thunder's mighty blare. His banner, Lightnings' awful gleams, rages within the sky, and shows him bold, mid-beams that to the moon allegiance, oh, like a hero king within the hostile hold of his unwarlike foe. True, true, and more than this, as darker's elephants, these clouds alone fall like a cruel dart with streaks of lightning and with white birds strewn to wound my wretched heart. But, oh, why should the heron, bird of doom, with that perfidious sound, off, rain, rain, rain, grim summons to the tomb? For her who spends her lonely hours in blooms true salt upon the wound? Very true. Vasantesina. And yet again. It seems as if the sky would take the guise of some fierce elephant to service bread. The lightning like a waving streamer flies, And white cranes serve to deck his mighty head. But look, serve, look, clouds, Black as wet tamala leaves, The ball of heaven hide from our sight, Rain smitten homes of ants decay and fall, Like beasts that arrows smite, Like golden lambs within a lordly hall. the lightnings bright, as when men steal the wife of some base-troll. Clouds rob the moon of light. See, Vasantasina. See, clouds. Harnessed in the lightning's gleams, like charging elephants dash by. At Indra's bidding. Pour their streams. Until with silver cords it seems. That earth is linked with sky and look yonder. As herds of buffaloes, the clouds are black. The winds deny them ease. They fly on lightning wings and little lack of seeming troubled seas. Smitten with falling drops, the fragrance odd upon whose bosom greenest grass is nod, seems pierced with pearls. Each pearl an arrowy rod. And here is yet another cloud. The peacock's shrill voiced cry. Emplause it to draw nigh. An ardent cranes on high. Abrace it lovingly. The wistful swans are spying. The lotus sweet as sky. The darkest colors lie. On heaven clingingly. True. For see. A thousand lotuses that bloom by night, a thousand blooming when the day is bright, nor close nor open their eyes to heaven's sight. There is no night nor day. The face of heaven, thus shrouded in the night, is only for a single instant bright. When momentary lightning gives us sight, else is it dark all way. Now sleeps the world as still as in the night, within the house House of rain where nought is bright, Where hosts of swollen clouds seen to our sight, One covering veil of grey. True and see, the stars are lost like mercies given To men of evil heart, like lonely parted wives, The heaven sees all her charms depart, And molten in the cruel heat of Indra's It seems, as if the sky fell at our feet. In liquid, flowing streams and yet again, the clouds first darkly rise, then darkly fall, sent forth their floods of rain and thunder wall, assuming postures strange and manifold. Like men but newly blessed with wealth untold. True. The heaven is radiant with the lightning's glare. Its laughter is the cry of myriad cranes. Its voice. The bolts that whistle through the air. Its dance. That bow whose a- F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F F विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। Shameless sky, to thunder thus, while I, to him I love drawn I. Why do thy thunders frighten me in pain? Why am I seized upon by hands of rain? O Indra, mighty Indra, did I then give thee of my love before? That now thy clouds like mighty lions roar? Ah no, thou shouldst not send thy streaming rain. To fill my journey to my love with pain. Remember, for ahalya's sweet sake thou once didst lie, Thou knowest lover's pain, as thou didst suffer then. Now suffer I, O cruel, cease thy reign, and yet, Thunder in rain and light in hundredfold, forth from thy sky above, The woman pounced thou not delay nor hold. Who journeys to her lough? Let thunder's roar, for men work rule ever. But, oh, thou maiden lightning, didst thou never, no pains that maidens know. But, mistress, do not scold the lightning. She is your friend, this golden cord that trembles on the breast of great Eravator. Upon the crest of rocky hills this banner all ablaze. This lamp in Indra's palace. But most blessed. As telling where your most beloved stays. And here, sir, is his house. You know all the arts. And need no instruction now. Yet love bids me prattle. When you enter here, you must not show yourself too angry. Where anger is, their love is not. Or no? Except for anger hot. There is no love. Be angry. Make him angry, then. Be kind. And make him kind again, the man you love. So much for that. Who is there? Let Charodata know. That while clouds look beautiful. And in the hour? Fragrant with neeper and cadamba flower. She comes to see her lover. Very wet. With dripping locks. But pleased and loving yet. Though lightning and though thunder terrifies, she comes to see you. T is for you, she sighs. The mud still soils the anklets on her feet. But in a moment she will have them sweet. Listening, my friend, free discover what this means. Yes, sir. He approaches Vasantasina. Respectfully, heaven bless you. I salute you, sir, I am very glad to see you. To the courtier, sir, the meet with the umbrella is at your service." Aside. A very clever way to get rid of me. Allowed. Thank you. And Mistress Vasanticina. Pride and tricks and lies and fraud. Are in your face. False playground of the lustful God. Such is your face. The wench is stock in trade. In fine. Epitome of joy is divine. I mean, your face for sale. The price is courtesy. I trust you'll find a man to buy. Your face? Exit. Good my trail. Where is your gambler? aside gambler ah she's paying a compliment to my friend allowed madam here he is in the dry orchard but sir what do you call a dry orchard madam it's a place where there's nothing to eat or drink vasantasina smiles pray enter madam aside to her mead what shall i see when i enter Gambla, what luck this evening? Quote, Shall I dare to see it? When the time comes, it will say itself. Enter, madam. Enters, approaches Charuditta, and strikes him with the flowers which she holds. Well, Gambla, what luck this evening? her, ah, Vasantesena is here, he rises joyfully, oh, my beloved, my evenings pass in watching ever. My nights from sighs are never free. This evening cannot else than sever in bringing you, my grief in me. You are very, very welcome, here is the seat, pray be seated. Here is a seat, be seated. विसंतसीना शिट्स बन ती अधर्स बज्सी, मैझ्व्रिन्द, द्रिप्प्विंट फ्लुवर्द देख्स हर्यर, द्रूप्स डावन, आन वान स्वीद ब्रेस्ट, अनोविन्ट दिज, लाइक प्रिंस वो वेस्द विश्द ख्राण, विद्व्रिन्द ब्लेस्ट मैझ्व My Traeha, do you stay here? I will wait upon my Mistress. She does so. Aside to Charodata, my friend, I'd just like to ask the lady a question. Then do so. Allowed. Madam, what made you come here, when it is so stormy and dark that you can't see the moon? Mistress, the Brahmin is very plain spoken. You might better call him Pleveur. My mistress came to ask how much that pearl necklace is worth. Aside to Charodota, there, I told you so. She thinks the pearl necklace is cheap, and the golden casket is expensive. She isn't satisfied, she has come to look for something more. For my mistress imagined that it was her own, and gambled it away, and nobody knows where the gambling master has gone, for he is employed in the king's business. Madam, you are simply repeating what somebody said before. While we are looking for him, pray take this golden casket. She displays the casket. My tray hesitates. Sir, you examine it very closely. Did you ever see it before? No, madam, but the skillful workmanship captivates the eye. Your eyes deceive you, sir. This is the golden casket. Joyfully. Well, my friend, here is the golden casket, the very one that thieves stole from our house. My friend, the artifice we tried before. Her stolen treasure to Risto is practiced now on us. But no, I cannot think, T is really so. But it is so, I swear it on my brahmin hood. This is welcome news. Aside to Charodhata, I'm going to ask where they found it. I see no harm in that. Whispers in the maid's ear. There. Whispers in my tray's ear. So there. What is it? And why are we left out? Whispers in Charada's ear. So there. My good girl, is this really the same golden casket? Yes. Sir, the very same. My good girl, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded. Take this ring as your recompense. He looks at his finger, notices that the ring is gone, and betrays his embarrassment. To herself, I love you for that. Aside to Maitreya, alas, when in this world a man has lost his all, why should he set his heart on longer life? His angers and his favours fruitless fall, his purposes and powers are all its strife. Like wingless birds, dry pools, or withered trees, like famless snakes, the poor are like to these. Like man-deserted houses, blasted trees, like empty wells, the poor are like to these. For them no pleasant hours serve happy ends. They are forgotten of their sometime friends. But you must not grieve thus beyond reason. He bursts out laughing, aloud, Madam, please give me back my bath cloud. Charu Dutta, it was not right that you should show your distrust of me by sending me this pearl necklace. With an embarrassed smile, but remember, Vasanthasena, who will believe the truth? Suspicion now is sure. This world will show no wrath. the inglorious poor. Tell me, girl, are you going to sleep here tonight? Laughing, but good my Traeha, you show yourself most remarkably plain spoken now. See, my friend, the rain enters again in great streams, as if it wanted to drive people away when they are sitting comfortably together. You are quite right, the falling waters pierce the cloud. As Lutus shoots the soil and tastes the soil. The face of heaven shrouds, Who weeps the moon's wane toil, And again, in streams as pure as thoughts to good men given, But merciless as darts that Arjun hurls, And black as Baladeva's cloak, The heaven seems to pour out all Indra's hoarded pearls. See, my beloved, see, The heaven is painted with the blackest dye, Infant by cool and fragrant evening airs, red lightning, glad in union, clasps the sky, with voluntary arms, and shows on high, the love that made an heart to lover bears. Vasantasina betrays her passion and throws her arms about Charudatta. Charudatta feels her touch and embraces her. O grimly yet, O thunder, boom, for by Thy grace and power, My love-destructed limbs now bloom, Like the Kadamba flower, her dear touch All my bean-thrills, and love my inmost spirit fills. Can found you, storm, you are no gentleman To frighten the lady with the lightning. Do not rebuke the storm. My friend, let's ceaseless reign a hundred years in dear. The lightning quiver, and the thunder-peel, for what I deemed impossible is show. Her dear loved arms about my neck I feel. And oh, my friend, he only knows what riches are. Whose love comes to him from afar. Whose arms that dearest form enfold. yet with rain, tea is wet and cold. Vasantasena, my beloved, the masonry is shaken, and so old, the awning, that, tea will not much longer hold. Heavy with water is the painted wall, from which dissolving bits of mortar fall. He looks up. The rainbow, see, my beloved, See how they yawn. The cloudy jaws of heaven, as by a tongue, by forked lightning-riven, and to the sky-great Indra's fiery bow. In lieu of high uplifted arms is given. Come, let us seek a shelter. He rises and walks about. On palm trees shrill. On thickets Still on boulders dashing, on waters splashing, like a lute that smitten sings. The rainy music rings. Excent Omnis. Enter a maid. Isn't my mistress awake yet? Well, I must go in and wake her. She walks about. The Santa Cena appears. Dressed, but still asleep. The maid discovers her. It is time to get up. Mistress, the morning is here. Awakening, what is the night over? Is it morning? For us it is morning. for my mistress it appears to be night still. But girl, where is your gamela? Mistress, after giving Vardamannaka his orders, Charudatta went to the old garden pushparkaranda. What orders? To have the bullock cart ready before daylight. For, he said, the Santasena was to come. Where, girl? Charu Datta is. Embraces the maid. I did not have a good look at him in the evening. But today I shall see him face to face. Tell me, girl, have I found my way into the inner court? You have found your way not only into the inner court, but into the heart of everyone who lives here. Tell me, are Charu Datta's servants vexed? They will be When? When my mistress goes away But not so much as I shall be Persuasively Here, girl, take this pearl necklace You must go and give it to my lady sister His good wife, and give her this message Worthy Charu Ditta's virtues have won me Made me his slave, and therefore your slave also And so I hope that these pearls may add on your neck. But Mistress, Charidata will be angry with you. Though, he will not be angry. विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक ना little cart. Pivishly, I don't like this little clay cart, Radanica. Give me my gold cart. Sighing wearily, how should we have anything to do with gold now? My child? When your papa is rich again, then you shall have a gold cart to play with. But I'll amuse him by taking see the Santasena. She approaches the Santasena. Mistress, my service to you. I am glad to see you. Radhanika, but whose little boy is this? He wears no ornaments, yet his dear little face makes my heart happy. This is Sherudita's son, Roasena. out her arms, thumb, my boy, and put your little arms around me. She takes him on her lap. He looks just like his father. More than looks like him. He is like him. At least I think so. His father is perfectly devoted to him. But what is he crying about? He used to play with a gold cart that belongs to the son of a neighbor. But that was taken away. And when he asked for it, I made him this little clay cart. But when I gave it to him, he said, I don't like this little clay cart. Radanaka, give me my gold cart. Oh, dear, to think that this little fellow has to suffer because others are wealthy. Ah, mighty fate, the destinies of men, uncertain as the water drops which fall upon a lotus leaf. Seem to be but playthings. Tearfully, don't cry, my child, you shall have a gold cart to play with. Who is she, Radhanika? A slave of your father's, one by his virtues. My child, the lady is your mother. That's a lie, Radhanika. If the lady is my mother, why does she wear those pretty ornaments? My child, the lady is your mother. That's a lie, Radhanika. If the lady is my mother, why does she wear those pretty ornaments? My child, the lady is your mother. My child, the lady is your mother. My child, the lady is your mother. My child, the lady is your mother. My child, the lady is your mother. My child, the lady is your mother. My child, the lady is your mother. My child, the lady is your mother. Your innocent lips can say terrible things. She removes her ornaments. Weeping. Now I am your mother. You shall take these ornaments and have a gold cart made for you. Go away. I won't take them. You're crying. Wiping away her tears. I'll not cry. Dear. There. Go and play. She fills the clay cart with her jewels. There. Dear. You must have a little bold cart mid for you. Exit Radanika with Rohasena. Enter Vada Manaka, driving a bullet cart. Radanika. Radanika. Tell Mistress Vasantasena that the covered cart is standing ready at the side door. Entering Mistress, Vada Manaka is here, and he says that the cart is waiting at the side door. He must wait a minute, girl, while I get ready. Wait a minute, Vada Menaka, while she gets ready. Exit. Hello, I've forgotten the cushion. I must go and get it. But the nose rope makes the bullock skittish. I suppose I had better take the cart along with me. Exit. Bring me my things, girl. I must make myself ready. She does so. Enter, driving a bullet cart, Stavaraka, servant to Sansternaka. Sansternaka, the king's brother in law, said to me, Take a bullet cart, Stavaraka, and come as quick as you can to the Old Garden Pushpacaranda. Well, I'm on my way there. Get up! Bullocks! Get up! He drives about and looks around. Why? The road is blocked with villagers' carts. What am I to do now? Haughtily! Get out of my way! You? Get out of my way! He listens. What's that? You want to know whose cart this is? This cart belongs to... विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। So get out of my way, and this minute. 2. He looks about. Why? Here's a man going in the other direction as fast as he can. He is trying to hide like a runaway gambler. And he looks at me as if I were the gambling master. I wonder who he is. But then, what business is it of mine? I must get there as soon as I can. Get out of my way. You villagers. Get out of my way. What's that? You want me to wait a minute and put a shoulder to your wheel? Confound you! A brave man like me! That serves Sanktonaka! The king's brother-in-law! Put a shoulder to your wheel! After all, the poor fellow is quite alone. I'll do it! I'll stop my cart at the side door to Charu Datta's orchard. He does so! I'm coming! Exit! Mistress, I think I hear the sound of wheels. The cart must be here. Come, girl. My heart grows impatient. Go with me to the side door. Follow me, Mistress. Walks about. You have earned a rest, girl. Thank you, Mistress. Exit. Feels her right-eyed twitch as she enters the cart. Why should my right-eyed twitch now? But the sight of Charu-ditter will smooth away the bad omen. Enter Stavaraka. I've cleared the carts out of the way. And now I'll go ahead. He mounts and drives away. To himself. The cart has grown heavy. But I suppose it only seems so. Because I got tired helping them with that wheel. Well, I'll go along. Get up! Bullocks! Get up! Police! Police! Every man at his post! The young herdsman has just broken jail, killed the jailer, broken his fetters, escaped, and run away? Catch him! Catch him! Enter, in excited haste, Ariaka, an iron chain on one foot. Covering his face, he walks about. To himself. There is great excitement in the city. I must get out of the way as fast as I possibly can. Exit. I leave behind me that accursed sea. Of human woe in human misery. The prison of the king. elephants that break their chains and flee. I drag a feted foot most painfully. In flight and wandering, King Palakka was frightened by a prophecy. Took me from the hamlet where I lived, feted me, and thrust me into a solitary cell. There to await my death. But with the help of my good friend Sharvilaka I escaped. He shed steers. If such my fate, no sin is mine at least. That he should cage me like a savage beast. A man may fight with kings, though not with fate and yet, can helpless men contend with great? Wither shall I go with my wretchedness? He looks about, here is the house of some good man who hasn't locked the side door. The house is old, the door without a lock. The hinges all aright, some Some man, no doubt, who feels must fortune's shock, as cruelly as I, I will enter here and wait. Get up, Bullocks! Get up! Listening, ah, a Bullock cart is coming this way. If this should prove to be a picnic rig, its occupants not peevishly inclined. Some noble ladies waiting carriage-trig, rich man's coach, that leaves the town behind and if it empty be. Fate-proofing kind, tea would seem a god sent to my anxious mind. Enter Vada Manaka with the bullet cart. There, I've got the cushion. Radhanika, tell Mistress Vasantasina that the cart is ready and waiting for her to get in and drive to the old. Garden Pushbackaranda. listening. This is a cortisans cart. Going out of the city. Good. I'll climb in. He approaches cautiously. Here's him coming. Ah, the tinkling of ankle rings. The lady is here. Mistress. The nose rope makes the bullock skittish. You had better climb in behind. Ariaka does so. The ankle rings tinkle only when the feet are moving and the sound has ceased. Besides, the cart has grown heavy. I am sh- विश्डर देलेडि मुस्ड़व क्लाम्दिन भी तो विश्डाव आप विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डाव विश्डा� gate of the main street. You at the west, you at the south, you at the north. I'll climb up the broken wall here with Chandanaka and take a look. Come on, Chandanaka, come on, this way. Enter Chandanaka in excitement. Come, come, Viraka, Vishalya, Bhimingada, Dandakala, Dandashura, and the rest of you. Come quick, my Reliables. Work. Now begin. Lest the Old King go out. And a new King come in. Search gardens. And dives. And the town. And the street. The market. The hamlet. Wherever you meet. With what looks suspicious. Now. Viraka. Who saved the young herdsmen that just broke away? Who was born when the son in his eighth mansion stood? Or the moon in her fourth? Or when Jupiter could be seen in his sixth? Or when Saturn was resting in his ninth? In her sixth house when Venus was nesting? Or Mars in his fifth? Who will dare to be giving the herdsmen protection while I am still living? living? 9. 10. Chandanaka, you mercenary. I swear on your heart, is been long out of prison. For the herdsmen escaped, ere the sun was half risen. Get up, Bullocks, get up. Discovers him. Look. Man. Look. A covered cart is moving in the middle of the road. Investigate it, whose it is, and where it takes its load. discovers him. here. driver. stop your cart. whose cart is this? who is in it? where is it going? this is charodata's cart. mistris vasantasina is in it. i am taking her to the old garden pushback randa to meet charodata. approaches chandonaka. The driver says it is Charudita's cart. That Vicenticina is in it. That he is taking her to the Old Garden Pushparkaranda. Then let it pass. Without inspection? Certainly. On whose authority? On Charudita's. Who is Charudata? Or who is Vicenticina? That the cart should pass without inspection. you know Charudatta, man, nor Ver Santa Sina? If you don't know Charudatta, nor Ver Santa Sina, then you don't know the moon in heaven, nor the moonlight. Who does ent know this moon of goodness? Virtue's lotus flower, this gem of four broad seas, this saviour in Man's luckless hour? These two are holy worshipful. Our city's ornaments. Vasantacena. Charudatta. Sea of excellence. Well, well. Chandanaka. Charudatta? Vasantacena? I know them perfectly, as well as I know anything. But I do not know my father when I am serving of my king. to himself. In a former existence the one must have been my enemy. The other my kinsmen, for see, their business is the same. Their ways, unlike, and their desire, like flames that gladden wedding days, and flames upon the pyre. You are a most careful captain whom the king trusts. I am holding the bullocks. Make Make your inspection. You too are a corporal whom the king trusts. Make the inspection yourself. If I make the inspection, that, s just the same as if you had made it. If you make the inspection, that, s just the same as if King Palaka had made it. the pole, man. Va damina कदास सो तो हमसल्फ, आद पलीस्मन अबाद तो अप्विमर्शक रेक।, आद आद आद आद आद आद आद आद. Verse Luck, But at least, bold Bhima's spirit I will show. My arm shall be my sword. Better a warrior's death than woe. That sells and chains a foad. But the time to use force has not yet come. Chandanaka enters the cart and looks about. I seek your protection. Speaking in Sanskrit, he who seeks protection shall be safe. When he fight, that man will suffer hurts, will be abandoned of his friends and kin, becomes a mock for ever, who deserts, one seeking aid, tea is an unpardoned sin. What! the herdsman Ayaka, like a bird that flees from a hawk, he has fallen into the hand of the fowler, reflecting, he is no sinner, this man who seeks my protection and sits in charuditous cart. Besides, he is the friend of good Shavillica, who saved my life. On the other hand, there are the king's orders. What is a man to do in a case like this? Well, what must be? Must be. I promised him my protection just now. He who gives aid to frightened men, and joys his neighbour's ills to cure. If he must die, he dies, but then his reputation is secure." He gets down uneasily. I saw the gentleman correcting himself. I mean, the lady Vasantasina, and she says, is it proper? Is it gentlemanly? And I am going to visit Charudatta to insult me on the highway." quote Chandanaka, I have my suspicions. Suspicions? How so? You gurgled in your craven throat. It seems a trifle shady. You said, I saw the gentleman, and then, I saw the lady. 20, that's why I'm not satisfied. the matter with you. Man? We Southerners don't speak plain. We know a thousand dialects are the barbarians, the caches, the catas, the cadas, the cadetobelas, the carnators, the carnas, the pravaranas, the dravidas, the cholas, the chinas, the barbaras, the the Cares, the Carnas, the Muccas, the Madagatas, and all the rest of M. And it all depends on the way we feel whether we say, he, or she, gentlemen, or lady. Can't I have a look, too? It's the king's orders, and the king trusts me. I suppose the king doesn't trust me." Is entered his majesty's command? Aside. If people knew that the good herdsmen escaped in Sherudit as cart, then the king would make Charodata suffer for it. What's to be done? Reflecting. I'll stir up a quarrel the way they do down in the Carnatic. Allowed. Well. Viraka. I made one inspection myself. My name is Chandanaka, and you want to do it over again. Who are you? Confound it. Who are you? Anyway, an honorable and highly respectable person, and you don't remember your own family. Angrily, confound you. What is my family? Who speaks of such things? Speak. I think I'd better not. I know your family, but I won't say. Tea would not be modest. Such things to betray. What goods are rotten apple anyway? Speak. Speak. Chandanaka makes a significant gesture. Confound you. What does that mean? A broken wet stone in one hand, a thing. That looks like scissors in the other wing to trim the scrubby beards that curl and cling. And you, why? You, rear captain of the king. Well, Chandanaka, you highly respectable person, you don't remember your own family either. me what is विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक � Come, and you, why? You, rear captain of the king. Raffaully, I, Chandanaka, a tana. You can look at the cart. You, driver, turn the cart around. I want to look in. Vada Manaka does so. Varaka starts to climb in. Shandanaka seizes him violently by the hair. him down and kicks him. Rising, wrathfully, confound you. I was peaceably going about the king's business when you seized me violently by the hair and kicked me. So listen. If I don't have you drawn and quartered in the middle of the courtroom. My name's not Viraka. All right. Go to court or to a hall of justice. What do I care for a puppy like you. I will. Exit. Looks about him. Go on. Driver. Go on. If anybody asks you, just say, the cart has been inspected by Chandanaka and Viraka. Mistress for Santasena, let me give you a passport. He hands Ayaka a sword. makes it, joyfully to himself, a swad, a swad, my right eye twitches fast, now all is well, and I am safe at last. Madam, as I have given you a passage free, so may I live within your memory. To utter this, no selfish thoughts could move. Ah, no, I speak in plenitude of love. Chandanaka is rich in virtue's pure. My friend is he, fate willed it, true and tried. I, I'll not forget Chandanaka. Be sure, what time the oracle is justified. May Shiva, Vishnu, Brahma, Three in One, Protect thee, and the Moon, and Blessed Son, Slay all thy foes. As mighty Povati, slu Shumbha and Nishambha, fearfully. Exit Vada Manaka. With the bullet cart, Chandanaka looks toward the back of the stage. Aha! As he goes away, my good friend Shavalaka is following him. Well, I, V made an enemy of Varaka, the chief constable and the king's favorite. So I think I too had better be following him with all my sons and brothers. Exit Enter Sharudatta and Maitreya How beautiful the old garden pushbackoranda is. You are quite right, my friend, for see, the trees, light merchants, show their wares, Each several tree is blossoms bears, while bees, like officers, are flitting, to take from each what toll is fitting. This simple stone is very attractive, pray be seated. Seats himself, how were Dhammanaka lingers, my friend? I told Vardamanaka to bring Vasantasena and come as quickly as he could. Why then does he linger? Is he delayed by some slow moving load? Has he returned with broken wheel or traces? Obstructions bid him seek another road. His bullocks, or himself, choose these slow paces. Enter Vardamanaka with the bullet cart, in which Ariaka lies hidden. Get up, Bullocks, get up! Aside. And still I fear the spies that serve the king. Escape is even yet a doubtful thing. While to my foot these cursed fetters cling. Some good man, tea is. Within who's cart I lie. Like cuckoo chicks, whose heartless mothers fly, and crows must rear the fledglings. अर दे ड़, आप कम लोंग दिस्टन्स फुं ते सिति, शलाई गेट अछिए खात और शाएग नाटक आप विचार-विमर्शक रेक। और शाएग वेट तो शाएग नाटक अछिए खात। और शाएग नाटक विमर्शक रेक। For men say that the noble Charu Dittar is ever helpful to them that seek his protection. I will not go until I have seen him face to face. Tee will bring contentment to that good man's heart. To see me rescued from misfortune's sea. This body, in its suffering, pain, and smart, is saved through his sweet magnanimity. Here is the garden, ILL drive in. He does so, Matriah. Good news, my friend. It is Vardamanaka's voice. Vasantacina must have come. Good news, indeed. You son of a slave, what makes you so late? Don't get angry, good Matriah. I remembered that I had forgotten the cushion, and I had to go back for it. And that is why I am late. Turn the cot around, Vardamanaka. Maitreya, my friend, help Vasantasena to get out. Has she got fetters on her feet, so that she can't get out by herself? He rises and lifts the curtain of the cart. Why? This is endmistress Vasantasena. This is Mr. Vasantasena. A truce to your jests, my friend. Love cannot wait. I will help her to get out myself. He rises. him, ah, the owner of the bullock cart. He is attractive not only to the ears of men, but also to their eyes. Thank heaven, I am safe." Enters the bullock cart and discovers Aryaka. Who then is this? As trunk of elephant his arms are long. His chest is full, his shoulders broad and strong. His great eyes restless Why should this man be thus enforced to fight so noble he, with such ignoble plight? His foot to fetters wed? Who are you, sir? I am one who seeks your protection, Aryaka, by birth a herdsman. Are you he whom King Palika took from the hamlet where he lived and thrust into prison? The same. Tea is fate that brings you to my sight. May I be reft of heaven's light. Air I desert you in your hapless plight. Ariyaka manifests his joy. Vardhamanaka, remove the fetters from his foot. Yes, sir, he does so. Master, the fetters are removed. But you have bound me with yet stronger fetters of love. Now you may put on the fetters yourself. He is free anyway, and it's time for us to be going. Peace! For shame! Charu Dutta, my friend, I entered your cart somewhat unceremoniously. I beg your pardon. I feel honored that you should use no ceremony with me. If you permit it, I now desire to go. Go in peace. Thank you, I will alight from the cart. No, my friend, the fetters have but this moment been removed. And you will find walking difficult. In this spot where men seek pleasure, a bullock cart will excite no suspicion. Continue your journey then in the cart. I thank you, sir. Seek now thy kinsmen, happiness be thine. Ah, I have found thee, blessed kinsmen mine. Remember me, when thou hast cause to speak. Thy name, and not mine bone, my words shall seek. May the immortal gods protect thy ways. Thou didst protect me, in most perilous days. Nay, it was fate that sweet protection lent. But thou wast chosen as fate's instrument. Seven. King Palakar is aroused, and protection will prove difficult. You must depart at once. Until we meet again, farewell. Exit. From royal wroth I now have much to fear. It were unwise for me to linger here. Then throw the fetters in the well. For spies, serve to their king as keen. Pussy वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्शक वाश्विमर्� reflecting. Let him enter by that path. While we depart by this, exit. Enter a monk with a wet garment in his hand. Year ignorant. Lay by a store of virtue. Restrain the belly. Watch eternally. Heeding the beat of contemplation's drum. For else the senses, fearful thieves they be will steal away all virtues hoarded some. And further? I have seen that all things are transitory, so that now I am become the abode of virtues alone. Who slays the five men and the female bane by whom protection to the town is given, by whom the outcast impotent is slain? He cannot fail to enter into heaven. Though head be shorn and face be shorn. The heart unshawn. Why should man shave him? But he who's in most heart is shorn. Needs not the shaven head to save him. I have dyed this robe of mine yellow. And now I will go into the garden of the king's brother in law. Wash it in the pond. And go away as soon as I can. He walks about and washes the robe. Sh-top! You confounded monk! Sh-top! Discovers the speaker! Fearfully! Heaven help me! Here is the king's brother in law, S-an-st-a-n-r-k-a, just because one monk committed an offense. Now, wherever he sees a monk, whether it is the same one or not, he bores a hole in his nose and drives him around like a bullock. Where shall a defenseless man find a defender? But after all, the Blessed Lord Buddha is my defender. Enter the courtier, carrying a sword, and Sunstanaka. Stop! You confounded monk! SH, stop! I'll pound your head like a red radish at a drinking party. He strikes him. You jackass! You should not strike a monk who wears the yellow robes of renunciation. Why heed him? Look rather upon this garden, which offers itself to pleasure, to creatures else forlorn. The forest trees do works of mercy, granting joy and ease. Like a sinner's heart, the park unguarded lies. Like some new founded realm. An easy prize. Heaven bless you. Be merciful. Servant of the Blessed One. Did you hear that? Sure? He's insulting me. What does he say? Shays, I'm a servant. What do you take me for? A barber? A servant of the Blessed One, he calls you, and this is praise. Praise me, s'homemore, monk. You are virtuous. You are a brick. She? He shays I'm virtuous. He shays I'm a brick. What do you think I am? A materialistic philosopher? Or a watering trough? Or a pot maker? You jackass! He praises you when he says that you are virtuous, that you are a brick. Well, sure, what did he come here for? To wash this robe. Confound the monk. My shishter's husband gave me the finessed garden there is. The garden pushparkerander. Dogs and jackals drink the water in fish pond. Now I'm an aristocrat. I'm a man, and I don't even take a bath. And here you bring your stinking clothes. All stained with stale bean porridge. And wash, em. I think one good stroke will finish you. You jackass, I am sure he has not long been a monk. How can you tell? Sure. It doesn't take much to tell that. See? His hair is newly shorn. The brow still white. The rough cloak has not yet the shoulder scarred. He wears it awkwardly. It clings not tight. And here above. The fit is sadly marred. True. Servant of the Blessed One. I have been a monk, but a short time. Then why haven't you been one all your life? He beats him. Buddha be praised. Stop beating the poor fellow. Leave him alone. Let him go. Just wait a minute while I take counsel. With whom? With my own heart. Poor fellow, why didn't he escape? Bleshed little heart, my little shon and mashtar, shall the monk go, or shall the monk shtay? To himself. Neither go, nor shtay. Allowed. Well. Sure. I took counsel with my heart. And my heart shays. Says what? He shall neither go, nor shtay. He shall neither breathe up, nor breathe down. He shall fall down right here and die. Before you can shay, boo. Buddha be praised. I throw myself upon your protection. Let him go. Well, on one condition. And what is that? He mushed sling mud in, without making the water dirty. Or better yet, he mushed make the water into a ball, and sling it into the mud. What incredible folly! The patient earth is burdened by so many a fool, so many a drone. whose thoughts and deeds are all awry, these trees are flesh. These forms of stone." The monk makes faces at Sanktarnakha. What does he mean? He praises you. Praise me, s'homemore. Praise me again. The monk does so. Then exit. See how beautiful the garden is. You jackass. See yonder trees. are dawned with fruit and flowers. Oh, a witch, the clinging creepers interlace. The watchmen guard them with the royal powers. They seem like men whom loving wives embrace. A good description. Sure, the ground is mottled with a lot of flowers. The blossom fray bends down the lofty trees. And, hanging from the leafy tree-top bowers, the monkeys bob, like breadfruit in the breeze. Will you be seated on this stone bench, you jackass? I am seated. They seat themselves. Do you know? Sure. I remember that Vicenticina even yet. She is like an insha. I can't get her out of my mind. Aside. He remembers her even after such a repulse. For indeed. The mean man. Whom a woman spurns, but loves them more. The wise man's passion gentler burns. Or passes over. Shome time has passed. Sure. Shinsa told my shervant stevarica to take the bullock cart and come as quick as he could. And even yet he is not here. I, vey been hungry a long time. And at noon a man can't go a foot. For she. The shun is in the middle of the shky and hard to look at as an angry ape. Like Gandhari, whose hundred shuns did die. The earth is hard dish-dressed and can't escapay. True. The cattle all their cuds let fall lie drowsing in the shade. In heated pool their lips to cool. Deer throng the woodland glade. A prey to heat. The city street makes wanderers afraid. The cart must shun the midday sun, and thus has been delayed. Yes, sir. Fashed to my head the heated shun bean clings. Birds, flying creatures, al-sho winged things, reached in the branches of the trees. While men, people, and persons shy and shy again, at home they tarry. In their houses, S.H.T.A.Y. To bear the heat and burden of the day. Well, sure, that shervant is end here yet. I am going to shing shom thing to pas the time. He sings there, sure, did you hear what I shang? What shall I say? Ah, how melodious! Why should end at be... मलोडरस्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश Why should ent it be melodorous? Of the flesh of the cuckoo I make up a chowder. With devils dung added and black pepper powder. With oil and with butter I sprinkle the meat. Why should ent my voice be remarkably sweet? But sure, the chervant is ent here yet. Be easy in your mind. He will be here presently. Enter Vasantacena in the Bullock Heart and Stavaraka. I am frightened. It is already noon. I hope Sansthanaka, the king's brother-in-law, will not be angry. I must drive faster. Get up, Bullocks, get up. Alas! That is not Vardhamanaka's voice. What does it mean? I wonder if Charu Ditta was afraid that the Bullocks might become weary. And so sent another man with another cart. My right eye twitches. My heart is all it tremble. There is no one in sight. Everything seems to dance before my eyes." Hearing the sound of wheels, the cart is here, sure. How do you know? Can't you see? It squeaks like an old hog. Perceives the cart. Quite true. It is here. Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, are you here? Yes, sir. Is the cart here? Yes, sir. Are the bullocks here? Yes, sir. And are you here? Laughing, yes, master, I am here too. Then drive the cart in. By which road? Right here, where the wall is tumbling down. Oh, master, the bullocks will be killed. The cart will go to pieces, and I, your servant, shall be killed. I'm the king's brother in law. Man, if the bullocks are killed, I, I'll buy S-Home more. If the cart goes to pieces, I, I'll have another one made. If you are killed, there will be another driver. Everything will be replaced, except me. Let the whole thing go to pieces. Drive in over the wall. Then break. Cut. Break with your driver. There will be another cut. I must go and present myself to my master. He drives in. What? Not broken. Master. Here is your cut. The bullock's not SHPLIT in 2? into? And the rope's not killed? And you two not killed? No. Sir? Come. Sure. Let's look at the cart. You are my teacher. Sure. My very best teacher. You are a man I respect. My intimate friend. A man I delight to honour. Do you enter the cart first? Very well. He starts to do so. Not much. Stop. Is this your father's cart? That you should enter it first? I own this cart. I, I'll enter it first. I only did what you said. Even if I do shea show, you ought to be polite enough to shea, after you, Masha. After you, then. Now I, I'll enter. Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, turn the cart around. Does so. Enter, master. Enters and looks about, then hastily gets out in terror, and falls on the courtier's neck. Oh, oh, oh, you're a dead man. There's a witch, or a thief. That's sitting and living in my bullet cart. If it's a witch, we, all both be robbed. If it's a thief. We, I'll both be eaten alive. Don't be frightened. How could a witch travel in a bullet cart? I hope that the heat of the midday sun has not blinded you, so that you became the victim of an hallucination when you sp- विश्वार-चार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। विश्वार-विमर्शक रेक। a woman sitting and living in the bullet cart. Look and she. A woman? Then let us bow our heads at once and go. Like steers whose eyes the falling raindrops stays. In public spots my dignity I show. On high-born dames I hesitate to gaze. In amazement, aside, oh, oh, it is that thorn in my eye. The king's brother in law. Alas! The danger is great, poor woman! My coming hither proves as fruitless as the sowing of a handful of seeds on salty soil. What shall I do now? Fish-old shervant is afraid and he won't look into the cart. Will you look into the cart, shur? I see no harm in that. Yes, I will do it. Are those things jackals that I she flying into the air? And are those things crows that walk on all fours? While the witch is chewing him with her eyes, and looking at him with her teeth? I, I'll make my esch gapay." Perceives Vasanticina. Sadly to himself. Is it possible? The gazelle follows the tiger. Alas! Her mate is lovely as the autumn moon. who waits for her upon the sandy dune, and yet the swan will leave him, and will go to dance attendance on a common crow. Aside to Versanticina. Ah, Versanticina, this is neither right, nor worthy of you. Your pride rejected him before, yet now for gold, and for your mother's will. No, she shakes her head. Your nature knows your pride no more. You honor him. A common woman still. Seventeen, did I not tell you to serve the man you love and him you hate? I made a mistake in the cart, and thus I came hither. I throw myself upon your protection. Do not fear. Come. I must deceive him. He returns to Sankhya Naka. Jackass. There is indeed a witch who makes her home in the cart. But sure, if a witch is living there, why aren't you robbed? And if it's a thief, why aren't you eaten alive? Why try to determine that? But if we should go back on foot through the gardens until we came to the city? To Ujjaini? What harm would that do? And if we did, what then? Then we should have some exercise, and should avoid tiring the bullocks. All right. Stavarica, my slave, drive on, but no. Stop. SH-top. I go on foot before gods and brahmanas. Not much. I, I'll go in my cart. Show that people shall she me a long way off. And she, there he goes. Our master, the king's brother-in-law. Aside. It is hard to convert poison into medicine. So be it. Then, aloud. Jackass. This is Vasantasina. Come to visit you. Heaven forbid. Gleefully. Oh, oh, oh. To visit me. An Arishhtrakrat. A man. A regular Vasudeva. Yes. This is an unheard of peace of luck. That other time I made her angry. Show now, I, I'll fall at her feet and beg her pardon. Capital. I, I'll fall at her feet, my shelf. He approaches the Santicina. Little mother, mummer dear, lished into my prayer. I fold my hands and fall before thy feet, thine eyes are large. Thy teeth are clean and neat. Thy fingernails are ten, forgive thy slave. What! Love tormented! He offended! Sweet! Angrily, leave me! Your words are an insult. She spurns him with her foot. Wrathfully, fish-head that mother and that mama kissed. That never bent to worship God. I whisked upon fish head she dared to plant her feet. Like jackals on the carrion they meet. Stavarica, you slave. विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। and climbed in. Oho, Shima stalked my cart for another? And didn't come to shime? Get out of my cart! Get out! You, re going to visit your poor merchants, Sean. Are you? Those are my bullocks, you, re driving. Get out! Get out! You slave! Get out! Get out! Truly, you honor me when you say that I came to see Charo Ditta. Now what must be, must be." These hands of mine, ten finger nail-y. These hands show lot or schliff-y. A riching anxious girl, to dally, with you, and in a jiffy, I, Earl drag your sweetness by the hair. From the cart where in you ride, as did Jattayu Bali's fair, the monkey Bali's So virtuous ladies may not be insulted, thus despitefully, nor garden creepers may not be robbed of their leaves so cruelly. Stand up, man! I will help her to a light. Come, Vasantacena. Vasantacena elights and stands apart. Aside. The flame of wrath was kindled when she despised my proposition, and now it blazes up because she kicked me. Show now I, I'll murder her. Good. Fishway. Allowed. Well. Sure. What do you want? A cloak with fringes hanging down and all. Tied with a hundred SHT rings? Or good ragoo? To make you SH-Mack your greedy lips and call. Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo-hoo, Choo- stainless ever if I should kill her. Sinless. Without pity. What boat would bear me on the gloomy river? I'll give you a boat. And bear sheadies. In fish-deserted garden, who'll she you murdering her? The regions ten. The forest gods. The sky. The wind. The moon. The sun whose rays are Virtue. My conscience. These I cannot fly. Nor Earth. That witnesses to wrong and right. Well then, put your cloak over her and murder her. You fool. You scoundrel. The old hog is afraid of a shin. Never mind. I'll I'll persuade Stavarica, my slave. Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave. I'll give you golden bracelets. And I'll wear them. I'll have a golden sheet made for you. And I'll sit on it. I'll give you all my leavings. And I'll eat them. I'll make you the chief of all my S-hervents. Master, I'll be the chief. You only have to attend to what I say. Master, I will do anything, unless it be a sin. There's not a smell of a shin in it. Then speak, master. Murder for Santicina. Oh, master, be merciful. Unworthy as I am. I brought this worthy lady hither, because she mistook this bullet cart for another. You slave, ain't I your master? Master of my body, not of my character. Be merciful. Master, be merciful. I am afraid. You're my slave. Who are you afraid of? Of the other world, Master. Who is this? Other world. Master, it is a rewarder of righteousness and sin. What is the reward of righteousness? To be like my master, with plenty of golden ornaments. What is the reward of shin? To be like me, eating another man's bread. That is why I will do no sin. Show you won't murder her? He beats him with all his might. यू मैथिली भाषाक साहित्य, समालोचना, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कवित This poor, miserable slave, Seek virtues mead beyond the grave, And is his Lord indifferent. Then why are not such creatures sent? To instant hell. Whose sinful store? Grows great. Who know not virtue more? And again? Ah! Cruel! Cruel is our fate, And enters through the straightest gate. Since he is slave, And you are Lord, he does not enjoy your horde, since you do not obey his word. Aside. The old jackal is afraid of a shin, and the, life-long slave, is afraid of the other world. Who am I afraid of? I, the king's brother in law, an aristocrat, a man, a loud, well, shervant, you, life-long slave. You can go. Go to your room and reach and keep out of my way." Yes, Master. To Vasantasina. Madam, I have no further power. Exit. Goads up his loins. Wait a minute, Vasantasina. Wait a minute. I want to murder you. You will kill her before my eyes. He seizes him by the throat. Falls to the ground. Sure, you, re-murdering your mashtar. He loses consciousness, but recovers. I always fed him fat with meat, and gave him butter too. To eat. Now for the friend in need I search. Why does he leave me in the lurch?" After reflection. Good. I have an idea. The old jackal gave her a hint by shaking his head at her. Show I. L.L. shunned him away. And then I... L.L. murder Vasantasina. That's the idea. Allowed. Sure. I was born in a noble family as great as a wine glass. How could I do that shin I spoke about? I just shade it to make her love me. Why should you boast of this, your noble birth? T is character that makes the man of worth. but thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth. She, is ashamed to confess her love when you, re, hear. Please go. My shervant stevarica has gone too after getting a beating. He may be running away. Catch him. Sure. And come back with him." Aside, Vasantasena is too proud to own. While I am near, her love for one so crude. So now I leave her here with him alone. Love's confidence is long for solitude. Allowed. Very well. I go. Seizing the heme of his garment. Did I not throw myself upon your protection? Do not fear. Vasantasina. Jackass. Vasantasina is a pledge, committed to your hand. All right. Just let her be committed to my hand. it, essay pledge that I, I'll execute." Are you honest? Hunch. Takes a few steps. No. If I go, the wretch might kill her. I will conceal myself for a moment and see what he intends to do. He stands apart. Good. I, I'll murder her. But no. Perhaps fish-tricky-trickster. Fish brahman. The shold jackal has gone and hidden him shelf. He might raise a howl like the jackal he is. I, I'll just do fish to deceive him. He gathers flowers and adorns himself. Vasantasena, my love, my love, come. Yes, he has turned lover. Good. I am content. I will go. Exit. I, I'll give you gold. Aye, I'll call you sweet. My turbaned headed oars your feet. Why not love me, my clean-toothed girl? Why worship such a pauper churl? How can you ask? शिबाव्विशार-विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्श I cannot cling to the locus tree. Wench, you make that poor little charodata into a mango tree. And me you call a locus tree. Not even an acacia. That is the way you abuse me. And even yet you remember charodata. Why should I not remember him who dwells in my heart? Fish very minute, I am going to SH-trangle. Him who dwells in your heart, and you too. Stand still, you poor merchant man's lover. O speak, O speak again these words that do me want to. Just let poor Charudatta, the shon of a slave, rescue you now. He would rescue me, if he saw me. Is he the king of gods? The royal ape, shon of a nymph, or wears a demon's shape, the kingly deity of wind and rain, the off-shring of the Pandu Princess Bane, a prophet, or a vulture known afar, a statesman, or a beetle, or a star, but even if he was, he could entree shqu you, as Cedar in the barata was killed by good old Chanakya. Shoe I intend to throttle thee, as did Jattayou Draupadi. He raises his arm to strike her. Mother, where are you? Oh, Charuditta, my heart's longing is unfulfilled. And now I die. I will scream for help. No, it would bring shame on Vasantasina. Should she scream for help? Heaven bless Charuditta. Does the wench SHPK that rush gal's name even yet? He seizes her by the throat. Remember him. Wench. Heaven bless Charuditta. Die. Wench. He strangles her. Visantasina loses consciousness and falls motionless. Gleefully, fishbashgit full of shin, fishwench, fishfowlabode of impudence she came to love. She stayed to blench. for death's embrace took every sense. But why Boashti of Valoris arms an SHT out? She simply died because her breath gave out. Like Cedar in the barata, she lies. Ah, mother mine, how prettily she dies. She would not love me. Though I loved the wench, I sure the empty garden. Set the snare and frightened her and made the poor girl My brother, oh, my father, fish is where You missed the s-height of heroism, s-h-t-out Your brother and your shon here gloss-homed out Into a man like Mother Drow-party You were not there, my bravery to she Good, the old jackal will be here in a minute I, al-s-h-t-e-p-a-she-day and wait He does so Enter the courtier with Stavarica. I have persuaded the servant Stavaraka to come back, and now I will look for the jackass. He walks about and looks around him. But see, a tree has fallen by the roadside and killed a woman in its fall. Oh cruel, how couldst thou do this deed of shame? And when I see that a woman was slain by thy fatal fall, I too am felled to the earth. Truly! My heart's fear for Vasanticina was an evil omen. Oh! Heaven grants that all may yet be well. He approaches Sanztonaka. Jackass! I have persuaded your servant Stavarakka to return. How do you do? Sure. Stavaraka. My little Sean. My slave. How do you do? Well, thank you. Give me my pledge. What pledge? Vasantasina. She's gone. Where? Right after you. Doubtfully. No. She did not go in that direction. In what direction did you go? तोवार्द दीश्ट वेल, शीवेंच शाथ शो दिड़ाई, शीवेंच नोच This is nonsense. My heart is not satisfied. Speak the truth. I shwear by your head, sure, and my own feet. You may be easy in your heart. I murdered her. Despairingly. You really killed her. If you don't believe my words, then she the first heroic deed of Sanzthunnaka, The king's brother-in-law. He points out the body. Alas! Ah! Woe is me! He falls in a swoon. He, he! The gentleman is calm enough now. Oh! Sir! Come to yourself! I am the first murderer, for I brought the bullet-cart hither without looking into it. comes to himself mournfully. Alas! Vasantacena! The stream of courtesy is dried away and happiness to her own land doth flee. Sweet gem of gems, that new love's gentle play, love's martin beauties? Joy of men like me! Thy mirth shored stream, That kind and healing river alas, is perished, lost, and gone forever. Tearfully, ah, woe is me. What sin is yet to come, or woe? Now thou hast done this deed of hate, like sin's foul self. Hast thou laid low, the sinless goddess of our state. Aside. Ah. Perhaps the wretch means to lay this sin to my charge. I must go hence. He walks about. Sansternakar approaches and holds him back. Scoundrel. Touch me not. I have done with you. I go. Aha! First you murder Vasantasena. Then you abuse me. And now where will you run to? and show a man like me has ent anybody to protect him. You are an accursed scoundrel. I'll give you countless wealth, a piece of gold, a copper, and a cap to have and hold, and show the fame of fish great deed shall be a common property, and shan't touch me. Accurse upon you, yours, and yours only, be the deed. Heaven avert the omen. Sansternaca bursts out laughing. Be enmity between us. Cease your mirth. Damned be a friendship that so shames my worth. Never may I set eyes on one so low. I fling you off. An unstrung, broken bow. Don't be angry. Come. Let's go and play in the pond. Unstained my life. And yet it seems to me, your friendship stains and mocks my sinlessness. You woman murderer, how could I be a friend to one whom women ever see, with eyes half closed in apprehension stress. Mournfully, the Santa Cena When thou, sweet maid, art born again, Be not a courtesan reborn, But in a house which signless men, And virtuous, and good, adorn. First you murdered the Santacena In my old garden Pushpakaranda, And now where will you run to? Come, defend your shelf in court Before my shishtas husband. He holds him back. Enough, you accursed scoundrel. He draws his sword. Recoiling in terror, scared, are you? Go along, then. Aside. It would be folly to remain here. Well, I will go and join myself to Shavulaka, Shandanaka, and the rest? Exit. Go to hell. Well. Little Shonsta Varaka, what kind of a thing is fish that I, vey done? Master, you have committed a terrible crime. Shlave, what do you mean by talking about a crime? Well, I, I'll do it fishway. He takes various ornaments from his person. Take these gems I give, em to you. Whenever I want to wear them. I, I'll take em back again. the reached of the time they are yours. They should be worn only. बई मैझमास्टर, वाद आप आप दिए विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। shelf invisible. He wanted to save himself. And the slave I, Ul put in irons in the palace tower. And keep him there. And show the shekret will be shaffer. I, Ul go along. But first I, Ul take a look at her. Is she dead? Or shall I murder her again? He looks at Versantasina. as a doornail. Good. I, I'll cover her with fish cloak. No. It has my name on it. Shome Honeshman might recognize it. Well, here are S. Home Dry leaves that the wind has blown into a heap. I, I'll cover her with them. He does so. Then pauses to reflect. Good. I, I'll do it fish way. I, I'll go to court at once. And there I, I'll lodge a complaint I, Ulshe that the merchant Charudatta enticed Vasantasina into my old garden Pushpakaranda and killed her for her money. Yesh! Charudatta must be slaughtered now. And I, Ulshe, invent the plan. Forgetting Pity, the sacrificing of a sinless cow, is cruel in the kindish-hearted city. Now I, am ready to go. He starts to go away. perceives something that frightens him. Goodness gracious me! Wherever I go, fish-dammed monk comes with his yellow robes. I bored a hole in his nose once and drove him around. And he hates me. Perhaps he'll she me, and will tell people that I murdered her. How shall I escapé? He looks about. Aha! I, I'll jump over the wall where it is half fallen down. And hishkape that way. I run, I run, I go, in heaven, on earth below, in hell, and in salon. Hanumat speaks upon like Indra's self. I go, exit." Enter hurriedly the Buddhist monk, Exshampua. I've washed these rags of mine. Shall I let them dry on a branch? No. The monkeys would steal them. On the ground? The dust would make them dirty again. Well then, where shall I spread them out to dry? He looks about. Ah, here is a pile of dry leaves which the wind has blown into a heap. I, L, L spread them out on that. He does so. Buddha be praised. He sits down. Now I will repeat to him of the faith, who slays the five men and the female bane by whom protection to the town is given, by whom the outcast impotent is slain. He cannot fail to enter into heaven. After all, what have I to do with heaven? Before I have paid my debt to Vasantacina, my sister in Buddha, she bought my freedom for ten gold pieces from the gamblers, and since that day I regard myself as her property. He looks about. What was that? A sigh that arose from the leaves. It cannot be. The heated breezes heat the leaves. The wetted garment wets the leaves. And so, I guess, the scattered leaves curl up like any other leaves. Vasantasena begins to recover consciousness and stretches out her hand. R. There appears a woman's hand. Adorned with beautiful gems, what? A second hand? He examines it with the greatest care. It seems to me, I recognize this hand. Yes, there is no doubt about it. Surely, this is the hand that saved me. But I must see for myself. He uncovers the body, looks at it, and recognizes it. It is my sister in Buddha. Vasantasina pants for water. Ah! She seeks water. And the pond is far away. What shall I do? An idea. I will hold this robe over her and let it drip upon her. He does so. Vasanta Sina recovers consciousness and raises herself. The monk fans her with his garment. Who are you, sir? Has my sister in Buddha forgotten him whose freedom she bought for ten gold pieces? I seem to remember, but not just as you say. It were better that I had slept never to awaken. What happened here, sister in Buddha? Despairingly, nothing but wood is fitting for a quarter-zan. Sister in Buddha, support yourself by this creeper that clings to the tree and rise to your feet. He bends down the creeper. Vasantasena takes it in her hand and rises. In Yonder monastery dwells one who is my sister in the faith. There shall my sister in Buddha be restored before she returns home. You must walk very slowly. Sister. He walks about and looks around him. Make way. Good people. Make way. This is a young lady. And I am a monk. Yet my conduct is above reproach. The man whose hands, whose lips are free from greed, who curbs his senses? He is man indeed. He little wrecks. If kingdoms fall or stand, for heaven is in the hollow of his hand. Ex-Aunt. Enter a beadle. The magistrates said to me, Come, beadle, go to the courtroom, and make ready the seats. So now I am on my way to set the courtroom in order. He walks about and looks around him. Here is the courtroom. I will enter. He enters, sweeps, and puts a seat in its place. There, I have tidied up the courtroom and put the seats in readiness. And now I will go and tell the magistrates. He walks about and looks around him. But see, here comes that errant nave. The king's brother-in-law. I will go away without attracting his attention. He stands apart, enters sans fanaca, in gorgeous raiment. I bathed where water runs and flows and pearls. I chat within a garden, park, and grove, with women, and with females, and with girls, whose lovely limbs with grace angelic move. My hair is s-hometimes done uptight. You shee. In locks or curls. It hangs my forehead o'er. Shometimes. Tee is matted. S-hometimes hanging free. And then again. I wear a pompadour. I am a wonder. I'm a wondrous thing. And the husband of my shishto is the king. And besheedies. I, vey, found a big hole. like a worm that has crawled into the knot of a lotush root and is looking for a hole to creep out at. Now who was I going to accuse of fish-wickard deed? He recalls something. Oh, yesh. I remember. I was going to accuse poor Charodata of fish-wickard deed. Besheedies. He's poor. They, I'll believe anything about him. Good. I, I'll go to the courtroom and lodge a public complaint against Charudatta. How he S.H. strangled Vicenticina and murdered her. Show now I, M. on my way to the courtroom. He walks about and looks around him. Here is the courtroom. I, I'll go in. He enters and looks about. Well, here are the sheets. All arranged. While I, M. waiting for the Magistrates. I, I'll just sit down a minute on the grass. He does so. Walks about in another direction, and looks before him. Here come the magistrates. I will go to them. He does so. Enter the Judge, accompanied by a guiled warden, a clerk, and others. Guild Warden and Clerk. We await your bidding. A trial depends to such an extent The trial depends to such an extent upon others that the task of the magistrates, the reading of and others' thoughts, is most difficult. Men often speak of deeds that no man saw. Matters beyond the province of the law. Passion so rules the parties that their lies hide their offenses from judicial eyes. This side and that exaggerate a thing. At last it implicates the king. To sum it up, false blame is easy one. A true judge little praised. Or praised by none. And again? M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- M- आन अछि। आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� � For the judge must be learned And skilled in tracing fraud's sly path And eloquent Insensible to wrath To friend Foe Kinsman showing equal grace Reserving judgment till he know the case Untouched by avarice In virtue sound The weak he must defend The nave confound An open door to truth His heart must cling. Two others' interests. Yet shun each thing. That might awake the anger of the king. And do men speak of defects in your virtue? If so, then they speak of darkness in the moonlight. My good beedle, conduct me to the courtroom. Follow me, your honor. They walk about. Here is the courtroom. May the magistrates be pleased to enter. I'll enter. My good beedle. Do you go outside and learn who desires to present a case? Yes, sir. He goes out. Gentlemen, the magistrates ask if there is any here who desires to present a case. Gleefully, the Magish traits are here. He struts about. I desire to present a cash. by an aristocrat, a man, a Vasudeva, the royal brother-in-law, the brother-in-law of the king. In alarm, goodness, the king's brother-in-law is the first who desires to present a case. Well, wait a moment, sir, I will inform the magistrates at once. He approaches the magistrates. Gentlemen, here is the king's brother-in-law who has come to court. Desiring to present a case. What? The king's brother-in-law is the first who desires to present a case. Like an eclipse at sunrise. This betokens the ruin of some great man. Beedle. The court will doubtless be very busy today. Go forth, my good man, and say, leave us for today. Your suit cannot be considered. Yes, Your Honor. He goes out and approaches Sansphanica. Sir, the magistrates send word that you are to leave them for today. That your suit cannot be considered. Wrathfully. Confound it. Why can't my shoe-it be consigned red? If it is ent consigned red, then I, I'll tell my brother in law. King Pelaka. My shishtas husband. And I, I'll tell my shishtar and my mother too. And I, I'll have fish-judge removed. And another judge appointed. He starts to go away." Oh, sir, brother-in-law of the king. Wait a moment, I will inform the magistrates at once. He returns to the judge. The brother-in-law of the king is angry. And says. He repeats Sansphanica's words. This fool might do anything. My good man, tell him to come hither, that his suit will be considered. Approaching Sans Thanaka, sir, the magistrates send word that you are to come in. That your suit will be considered. Pray enter, sir. First they say it won't be consigned red. Then they say it will be consigned red. The Magish traits are shcared. I say I I'll make him believe it good I I'll enter he enters and approaches the magistrates I am feeling very well thank you whether you feel well or not that depends on me aside well well we seem to have a highly cultivated plaintiff allowed pray be seated well fish floor belongs to me. I'll sit down wherever I like. To the guild warden. I'll sit here. To the beetle. Why shouldn't I sit here? He lays his hand on the judge's head. I'll sit here. ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद ये विश्बरिद आविश्बरिद great family of a man as glorious as a wine glass. My father's father of the king, in law. The king. He is my daddy's son in law. And I am brother to the king, in law. And the husband of my shishto is the king. All this we know. Why should you boast of this, your noble birth? T is character that makes the man of worth. But thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth. Stake your case." I will, but even if I was guilty, he wouldn't do anything to me. Well, my shishter's husband liked me, and gave me the best garden there is. The old garden push parkeranda to play in and look after. And there I go every day to look at it. To keep it dry, to keep it clean, to keep it gloss-homing, to keep it trimmed, but fate decreed that I sure, or rather, I didn't she, the prostrate body of a woman." Do you know who the unfortunate woman was? Hello, Magish-traits. Why shouldn't I know? A woman like that, the pearl of the city, adorned with a hundred golden ornaments. Gildy's unworthy shun enticed her into the old garden pushparkeranda when it was empty. And for a mere trifle, for her money, S.H. strangled Vicenticina and killed her. But I didn't. He breaks off, and puts his hand over his mouth. What carelessness on the part of the city police? Gild Warden and Clerk. down the words, I didn't, as the first article in the case. Yes, sir. He does so. Sir, it is written. Aside. Goodness. Now I've ruined my shelf. Like a man that swallows a cake of rice and milk in a hurry. Well, I'll get out of it, Thishway. Allowed. Well, well, McGish traits. I was just remarking that I didn't see it happen. What are you making fish hullabaloo about?" He wipes out the written words with his foot. How do you know that she was strangled? And for her money? Hello. Why shouldn't I think so? When her neck was swollen and bare? And the places where you wear jewels did end have any gold on them? That seems plausible. Aside, thank heaven, I breathe again, hooray. Upon whom does the conduct of this case depend? The case has a two-fold aspect. How so? We have to consider the allegations. Then the facts. Now the investigation of the allegations depends upon plaintiff and defendant. but the investigation of the facts must be carried out by the wisdom of the judge. Then the conduct of the case depends upon the presence of Vasanticina's mother. Precisely. My good Beedle, summon Vasanticina's mother without, however, giving her cause for anxiety. Yes, Your Honor. He goes out and returns with the mother of the courtesan. Follow me, Madam. My daughter went to the house of a friend to enjoy her youth. But now comes this gentleman, long life to him, and says, Come, the judge summons you. I find myself quite bewildered. My heart is palpitating. Sir, will you conduct me to the courtroom? Follow me, madam, they walk about. Here is the courtroom. Pray enter, madam, they enter. Approaching. Happiness be yours. Most worthy gentlemen. My good woman, you are very welcome. Pray be seated. Thank you. She seats herself. Abusively. You, re here. Are you, you old board? Tell me, are you Vasantasina's mother? I am. Wither has Vasantasina gone at this moment. To the house of a friend. What is the name of her friend? Aside. Dear me, really? This is... Very embarrassing. Allowed. Anyone else might ask me this. But not a judge. Pray do not be embarrassed. The conduct of the case puts the question. The conduct of the case puts the question. You incur no fault. Speak. What? The conduct of the case? If that is so, then listen. Worthy gentleman. There lives in the merchant's quarter the grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta, the son of Sagaradatta, a man whose name is a good omen in itself. That name is Sharadatta. In his house, my daughter enjoys her youth. Did you hear that? Write those words down. My contention is with Sharadatta. It is no sin for Sharadatta to be her friend. The conduct of this case demands the presence of Charudatta. Exactly. Dana-Datta. Right as the first article in the case, Vasantasina went to the house of Charudatta. But must we? Summon the worthy Charudatta also. No. The conduct of the case summons him. Go, my good Beedle. Summon Charodata, but gently. Without haste. Without giving him cause for anxiety. Respectfully. As it were incidentally, with the words, the judge wishes to see you. Yes, your honour. He goes out, then returns with Charodata. Follow me, sir. Thoughtfully, my character and kin are known unto the king who rules our state, and in this summons there is shown a doubt begotten of my wretched fate. Reflectively. Aside. Ah! Were there those? The man to recognize who met me on the road from Bondage Freed, or did the king who sees through cunning spies. Learn that my cart was lent him in his need. Why should I else be forced to tread the street? Like one accused of crime. My judge to meet. But why consider thus? I must go to the courtroom. My good beedle. Conduct me to the court. Follow me, sir, they walk about. And what means this? Here how the gloomy raven-horsley croaks. The slaves of justice summon me again. My left eye twitches, these repeated strokes, of threatened evil frighten me in pain. Follow me, sir, gently and without haste. Walks about and looks before him. Upon the withered tree, a crow, turns to the sun, His left eye falls on me. Ah, woe! My doubt is done." He looks in another direction. But see, a snake! His eye is fixed upon me. And his back. Flashes like antimony's lustrous black. His long tongue quivers. Four white fangs appear. His belly swells and coils. He slumbered here. This prince of serpents. till I crossed his path, and now he darts upon me in his wrath. And more than this, I slip. Although the ground has felt no rain, my left eye, and my left arm throb again. Another bird is screaming overhead. All bodes are cruel death, and hope is fled. Surely, The gods will grant that all may yet be well. Follow me, sir, here is the courtroom. Pray enter. Enter'san looks about. How wonderfully splendid is the courtroom. For it seems an ocean. Whose waters are the king's advisers? Deep, in thought, as waves and shells it seems to keep. The attorneys, and us sharks and crocodiles. It has its spies that stand in waiting files. Its elephants and horses represent. The cruel ocean fish on murder bent. As if with herons of the sea. It shines, with screaming petty foggers numerous lines. Wild in the guise of serpents. Scribes are creeping, upon its statecraft trodden show. The caught, the likeness of an ocean still is keeping. to which all harmful cruel beasts resort. Come. As he enters, he strikes his head against the door. Reflectively, alas, this also, my left eye throbs, a raven cries, a serpent coils atthwart my path. My safety now with heaven lies, but I must enter. He does so. This is Charudatta, accountants like his, with clear cut nose, who's great, wide open-dye Frank Kander shows, is not the home of wantonness, with elephants, with horses, and with kind. The outer form is in a habit sign, with men no less. My greetings to the officers of justice. Officials, I salute you. Betraying his agitation, you are very welcome sir. My good beedle. Give the gentleman a seat. Brings a seat. Here is a seat. Pray be seated sir. Charadatta seats himself. Angrily, you're here. Are you, you woman murderer? Well, fish is a fine trial. Fish is a just trial, where they give a sheet to fish woman murderer. Hortily, but it's alright, they can give it to him. Charudata, have you any attachment, or affection, or friendship, with this lady's daughter? What lady? This lady. He indicates Vasantasena's mother. Rising, Madam, I salute you. Long life to you, my son, aside. So this is Charudatta. My daughter's youth is in good hands. Sir, is the courtesan your friend? Charudatta betrays his embarrassment. He tries to hide the deed he did. He lies. From shame or fear, he murdered her. Of her got rid, forgold, and thinks the deed is hid. Not show his master here. Speak, Charodata. Do not be ashamed. This is a lawsuit. In embarrassment, officials, how can I testify that a courtesan is my friend? But at worst, it is youth that bears the blame, not character. The case is hard, then banish shame. Though it oppress your heart, speak truth with fortitude, and aim to set deceit apart. Do not be embarrassed. The conduct of the case puts the question. Officer, with whom have I lawsuit? Arrogantly, with me. A lawsuit with you is unendurable. Well, well, woman murderer. You murder a woman like Vicenticina who used to wear a hundred gems. And now you try deceitful deceivings to hide it. You are a fool. Enough of him, good Charudata. Speak the truth, is the courtesan your friend? She is. Sir, where is Vasantasina? She has gone home. How did she go? When did she go? Who accompanied her? Aside. Shall I say that she went unobserved? Speak, sir. She went home. What more shall I say? She was enticed into my old garden push-park around her, and was s.h. strangled for her money. Now will you say that she went home? Man, you are crazy. The very clouds of heaven wet not you. Your lips are like the blue jays wingtip worn. Yes, full as fickle with their speech untrue, and like the winter lotus luster lawn. Aside, take the Himalayan hills within your hand, and swim from ocean strand to ocean strand, and hold within your grasp the fleeting wind. Then may you think that Charodata sinned. Allowed. This is the noble Charudatta. How could he commit this crime? He repeats the verse, accountants like his. Page 141 Why fish partiality in a law-shoot? Away. You fool. Illiterate. You gloss the sacred law and still your tongue uninjured find. The midfielder दे सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच्ड़ सच् because, without consideration, he for others good, himself of all has reft, and should this high-sold man, this storehouse where all gems of virtue gather and unite, for Luca's sake, so foul a trespass dare, that in it even his foe could not delight. You scoundrel! When the golden casket that was left with him as a pledge was stolen by thieves at night. He gave in place of it a pearl necklace that was the pride of the Four Seas. And he should now, for a mere trifle, for her money, do this sin. Oh, my child, come back to me, my daughter. She weeps. Noble Charidata. Did she go on foot, or in a bullet cart? I did not see her when she went. Therefore I do not know whether she went on foot or in a bullock cart. Enter Viraka in anger. My anger was so prodded to the quick, by that dishonoring, insulting kick, and so I brooded till at last the night. Unwilling yielded to the dawning light. So now I will go to the courtroom. He enters. May happiness be the lot of these honorable gentlemen. Ah, it is Varaka, the captain of the guard. Varaka, what is the purpose of your coming? Well, I was looking for Ayaka. In all the excitement about his escape from prison, I had my suspicions about a covered bullet cart that was coming, and wanted to look in. You, Vay made one inspection. Man, I must make another, said I. And then I was kicked by the highly respectable Chandanaka. You have heard the matter. Gentlemen, the rest is your affair." "'My good man, do you know to whom the bullet cart belonged?' To this gentleman here, Charudatta, and the driver said that Vasantasina was in it, and was on her way to have a good time in the old garden pushparkiranda. Lished into that, too. This moon, alas! Though spotless bright, is now eclipsed, and robbed of light, the bank is fallen, the waves appear, befold, that once were bright and clear. Viraka, we will investigate your case here later. Mount the horse that stands before the courtroom door. Go to the garden, push Pakaranda, and see whether a woman has perished there or not." Yes, sir. He goes out, then returns. I have been there, and I saw the body of a woman, torn by wild beasts. How do you know that it was the body of a woman? That I perceived from the traces of hair and arms and hands and feet. I'll ask for the difficulties which are caused by the actions of men. The more one may apply his skill, the harder is the matter still. Plain are indeed the law's demands, yet judgment insecurely stands, as some poor cow on shifting sands. Aside. As bees, when flowers begin to blow, gather to seep the honey. So, when man is marked by adverse fate, must fortunes enter every gate. Noble Charodata, Speak Truth. A mean and jealous creature, passion blind, sets all his soul, some fatal means to find. To slay the man he envies. Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, win the prize? No, he is unregarded by the wise. And more than this, the creeper's beauty would I never blight. Nor pluck its flowers, should I not be afraid. To seize her here so lovely l- अन अन ब्राइत अजविंश अव भीज अन स्लेग वीपिं मीद लो, मगिष ट्रेट्स, ख़ो किन यूव अच्टिग आप देखाश विचार-विमर्शक रेक। वाई, ये नाद विश्खाण़र ड़ादाट अच्टिए विश्चिट। My good beetle, so be it. The beetle follows Sannstenacker's suggestion. Consider, Magistrates, consider what you are doing. He leaves his seat and sits on the floor. Dancing about gleefully, aside, fine, the shin that I did falls on another man's head. Shoe I, I'll sit where Charudatta was. He does so. Look at me, Charudatta, and confess that you murdered her. Magistrates, a mean and jealous creature. Passion blind, sets all his soul, some fatal means to find. To slay the man he envies. Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, win the prize? No. He is unregarded by the wise. Sighing. Aside. My friend, Maitreya. Oh. This cruel blow. My wife. Thou issue of a spotless strain. My Rojasena. Here am I. Laid low. By sternest fate. And thou? Thou dost not know. That all thy childish games are played in vain. Thou playest heedless of another's pain. But, Maitreya, I sent to Vasanticina that he might bring me tidings of her and might restore the jewels which she gave my child to buy him a toy-cart. Why then does he linger? Enter Maitreya with the gems. Charidata bade me go to Vasanticina to return her jewels, and he said to me, Matria, Vasantasena adorned my dear Roasena with her own jewels, and sent him thus to his mother. It was fitting that she should give him the jewels. But not that we should receive them. Therefore restore them to her. So now I will go to Vasantasena's house. He walks about and looks around, then speaks to a person behind the scenes. Ah, it is Master Rebula. Oh, Master Rebula, why do you seem so exceedingly troubled? He listens. What? Do you mean to say that my dear friend Charadatta has been summoned to court? That can hardly be an insignificant matter. He reflects. I will go to Vasantasina's house later. But now I will go to the courtroom. He walks about and looks around. Here is the courtroom. I will go in at once. He enters. May happiness be the lot of the magistrates. Where is my friend? Here! My friend, I wish you happiness. It will be mine. And peace. That too will be mine. My friend, why do you seem so exceedingly troubled? And why were you summoned? My friend, a scoundrel I, who bear the blame, nor seek in heaven to be blessed. a maid or goddess, T is the same but he will say the rest. What? What? Whispers, that is it. Who says that? Indicating Santsthanaka, this poor fellow is the instrument that fate uses to accuse me. Aside to Charadatta, why don't you simply say that she went home? Though I say it, it is not believed, so unfortunate is my condition. But gentlemen, he adorned the city of Ujaiini with mansions, cloisters, parks, temples, pools, and fountains, and he should be mad enough to commit such a crime, and for a mere trifle? Wrathfully, you offspring of a loose wench, you brother-in-law of the king. You libertine, you slanderer, you buffoon, you gilded monkey, say it before me, this friend of mine doesn't even draw a flowering jasmine creeper to himself. To gather the blossoms, for fear that a twig might perhaps be injured. How should he commit a crime like this? Which heaven and earth call a cursed? Just wait, you son of a bod. Wait till I split your head into a hundred pieces with this staff of mine. crooked as your heart. Angrily, lished into that, gentlemen, I have a quarrel, or a loushuit, with charudata, wa- अछि। अछि। आजि। अछि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि� Look, gentlemen, look, these are the poor girl's jewels. Pointing to Charudatta, for a trifle like fish he murdered her, and killed her too, the magistrates all bow their heads. Aside to Maitreya, tea is thus my fate would vent its gall, that at this moment they should fall. These gems, and with them, I... But why don't you simply tell the truth? My friend, the king perceives with blinded eye, Nor on the truth that I will bend, though telling wall, I cannot fly, a wretched and inglorious end. Alas! Alas! With Mars strives Jupiter and dies, beside them both there seems to rise, a comet planet in the skies. Looking at the casket, Tuva Santicina's mother, Madam, pray examine this golden casket attentively to see whether it be the same or not. Examining the casket. It is similar, but not the same. Oh, you old board. You can fish it with your eyes and deny it with your lips. Away, you scoundrel. Speak carefully. Is it the same or not? Sir, the craftsman's skill captivates the eye, but it is not the same. My good woman, do you know these jewels? No, I said, no, I don't recognize them, but perhaps they were made by the same craftsman. Guildwarden. See, gems often seem alike in many ways. When the artist's mind on form and beauty plays, for craftsmen imitate what they have seen, and skillful hands remake what once has been. Do these jewels belong to Charodata? Never. To whom then? To this lady's daughter. How did she lose them? She lost them. Yes, so much is true. Charodata. Speak the truth in this matter. For you must remember. Truth brings well-being in its train. Through speaking truth. No evils rise. Truth. Precious syllable. Refrain. From hiding truth in lies. The jewels, the jewels. I do not know, but I do know that they were taken from my house. First you take her into the garden and murder her, and now you hide it by tricky trickiness. Noble Charodata, speak the truth. Merciless lashes wait to smite. This moment on thy tender flesh. And we, we can but think it right. Of seamless scyres I boast my birth. And sin in me was never found. Yet if suspicion deems my worth, what boots it though my heart be sound? Aside. And yet I know not what to do with life. So I be robbed of Vasantasina. Allowed. Ah! Why waste words? A scoundrel eye. Who bear the blame? Nor think of earth. Nor heaven blessed. That sweetest maid. In passion's flame, but he will say the rest. Killed her. Come. You say it too. I killed her. You have said it. Lichten. My mashtas. Lichten. He murdered her. No one but him. Doubt is over. Let punishment be inflicted on the body of fish poor charudata. Beedle. We must do as the king's brother-in-law says. Guardsmen. Lay hold on this charudata. The guardsmen do so. Be merciful. Good gentlemen. Be merciful. She repeats what she had said before. Beginning. When the golden casket. Page 143. If my daughter is killed, she is killed. Let him live for me. Bless him. And besides, a lawsuit is a matter between plaintiff and defendant. I am the real plaintiff. So let him go free. You slave, get out of the way. What have you got to say about him? Go, madam. Guardsmen, conduct her forth. Oh, my child, my son, exit weeping. Aside. I, Vaidun Shontheng worthy of my shelf. Now I, I'll go. Exit. Noble Charu Dutta. The decision lies with us. Yes, your honor. He goes out, then reenters in tears. Oh, sirs, I was with the king. And King Palakka says, and as much as he killed Vasantacena for such a trifle, these same jewels shall be hung about his neck. The drum shall be beaten. He shall be conducted to the southern burying ground. And there impaled, and whoever else shall commit such a crime shall be punished with the like dreadful doom. O, how wanton is this act of King Palakkar? Nevertheless, although his counsellors may plunge a king into injustice, danger is great. Yet he will reap the woe in suffering. And tea is a righteous fate. And more than this, they who power the king's true bent. The white-crossed part who play have slain their thousands inocent. and slay, and slay, and slay, my friend Maitreya, go, greet the mother of my son in my name for the last time, and keep my son Rohasena free from harm. When the root is cut away, how can the tree be saved? No, not so, when man departs to worlds above. In living sun yet livert he. Bestow on Roha Sina love, no less than that thou gavest me. Oh, my friend, I will prove myself your friend by continuing the life that you leave unfinished. And let me see Roha Sina for a single moment. I will, it is but fitting. My good beetle, remove this man. The beetle does so. Who is there? Let the headsmen receive their orders. The guardsmen loose their hold on Charodata. And all of them go out. Come with me, sir. Monfily repeats the verse, page 146. Beginning, my friend Maitreya. Then, as if speaking to one not present. If you had proved my conduct by the fire. By water, poison, scales, and thus had known, That I deserved that sauce should bite my bone. My brahman's frame, more could I not desire. You trust a foreman, slay me thus, tea is well, With sons, and suns sons, now you plunge to hell. I come, I come, exceant omnis." Sharrudatta, accompanied by two headsmen. Then think no longer of the pain. In just a second you, L. L. B. Slain. We understand the fashion's new. To fetter you and kill you too. In shopping heads we never fail. Nor when the victim we impale. Out of the way. Gentlemen, out of the way. This is the noble Charudatta, the oleander on his brow. In Headsman's hands you see him now. Like a lamp whose oil runs nearly dry. His light fades gently. Eer it die. Gloomily, my body wet by teardrops falling. Falling, my limbs polluted by the clinging Mud, flowers from the graveyard dawn, My wreath appalling, for ghastly sacrifice Horsesraven scalling, and for the fragrant incense of my blood. Out of the way, gentlemen, Out of the way, why gaze upon the good man so? The axe of death soon lays him low. Yet good men once sought shelter free, Like birds, Come this kindly tree. Come. शरीडदाता, कम। इन कलकूलबल आदवेश अफ्य। देस्तिनी, दाटक आप आम कम तो सचच अप्ष्ट्ट। रेद माख्स अप वाश्ट्टिंग यश्ट्ट। पोओ़ औल मैबभडि आप बिन प्लेष्ट। दे मान, विद मील औन पावदर स्चून, is now to beast of offering grown. He gazes intently before him. I'll ask for human differences, mournfully. For when they see the fate that I must brave with tears for death's poor victim freely given, the citizens cry, shame, yet cannot save, can only pray that I attain to heaven. Out of the way, gentlemen. Out of the way, why do you gaze upon him? God Indra moving through the sky. The Colving Cow. The Falling Star. The good man when he needs must die, these four behold not from afar. Look, a hinter. Look, man, while he, of citizens the best, Behest goes to his death at fates behest. Does heaven thus weep that he must die? Does lightning paint the cloudless sky? Gohar! Man! The heaven weeps not that he must die. Nor lightning paints the cloudless sky, yet streams are falling constantly. From many a woman's clouded eye. And again, while this poor victim to his death is led, no man nor woman here but sorely weeps, and so the dust, by countless tear drops, fed, thus peacefully upon the highway sleeps. Gaze's intently, mournfully, these women, in their palaces who stay, from half-shut windows thus lament, alas for Charu Ditta, woe the day, quote, and petty streaming eyes on me are bent. Come, Charudatta, come. Here is the place of proclamation. Beat the drum and proclaim the sentence. Listen, good people, listen. This is the noble Charudatta, son of Sagara Datta, and grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta. This male factor enticed the courtesan Vasantasina into the deserted old garden Pushpakaranda, and for a mere trifle murdered her by strangling. He was taken with the booty and confessed his guilt. Therefore are we under orders from King Palakka to execute him, and if any other commits such a crime, a curse in this world and the next. Him too King Palakka condemns to the like punishment. Despondently, aside, by hundred sacrifices purified, my radiant name was once proclaimed by countless altars sighed. And knew no blame, now comes my hour of death, and evil men, of base of fame, in public spots proclaim it once again. But linked with shame. He looks up and stops his ears. Va Santicina. Oh, my beloved. From thy dear lips. That void with corals red. Betraying teeth more bright than moonbeams fair. My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed. How can I? Helpless. Taste that poisoned dread. To drink shame's poisoned cup, how can I bear? Out of the way, gentlemen. Out of the way, this treasure house, with pearls of virtue stored. This bridge for good men owe a misfortune's river. This gem now robbed of all its golden horde. Departs our town today, departs forever, and again? Whom fortune favours? Find that all the world is kind, whose happy days are ended. are rarely thus befriended. Looks about him, their faces with their garments him now hiding. They stand afar, whom once I counted friends. Even foes have smiles for men with fortune-biding. But friends prove faithless when good fortune ends. They are out of the way. The street is cleared. Lead on the condemned criminal नो, साहिं, मैझव्रिंट मैट्रेय, अव, दिस क्रूल ब्लो, मैवाइव, ताव विशु अव विश्वाइव श्पार्ठ्फ्रेष्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्विश्ट्व Oh, my friend. Listen, Monfily, you are a leader in your own caste. I would beg a favour at your hands. From our hands you would receive a favour. Heaven forbid, yet a headsman is neither so wanton nor so cruel as King Palika. That I may be happy in the other world. I ask to see the face of my son. So be it. My father. Oh, my father. Charudatta hears the words, and mournfully repeats his request. Citizens, make way a moment. Let the noble Charudatta look upon the face of his son, turning to the back of the stage. This way, sir, come on, little boy. Enter Maitreya with Rohasena. Make haste, my boy, make haste. Your father is being led to his death. My father, oh, my father. Oh, my friend, where must I behold you now? Perceives his son and his friend. Alas, my son, alas, Maitreya, monfuly, ah, woe is me, long, too long, shall I thirst in vain. Through all my sojourn dread, this vessel small will not contain the water for the dead. What may I give my son? He looks at himself, and perceives the sacrificial chord. Ah, this at least is mine. The precious chord that Brahmins hold, is unadorned with pearls and gold, yet, girt therewith, be sacrifice, to God's above and Father's hold. He gives Rohasena the cord. Come, Charudatta, come man, man, do you name the noble Charudatta's name and forget the title? Remember, in happy hours, in death, by night, by day, roving as free as a yet unbroken cult, fate wanders on her unrestricted way. And again, life will depart his body soon, shall our reproaches bow his head, although eclipse may seize the moon. We worship while it seems but dead. Oh, Headsman, where are you lading my father? My darling, about my neck my needs must wear. The oly under-read, upon my shoulder I must bear. The stake, and in my heart the care, of near approaching death, I go to day to meet Adastad's ending. A victim, at the fatal altar bending. My boy, not we the headsmen are, though born of headsmen race, thy father's life whom are these, these are headsmen base. Then why do you murder my father? Bless you, tea is the king's orders must bear the blame, not we. Kill me, and let father go free. Bless you, may you live long for saying that. Tearfully embracing his son, this treasure, love, this taste of heaven, to rich and poor alike is given, then sandal better, or than balm, to soothe the heart and give it calm. About my neck I needs must wear, the oly under wreath, upon my shoulder I must bear, the stake, and in my heart the care, of near approaching death. I go to date to meet Adastad's ending. A victim, at the fatal altar bending. He looks about. Aside. Their faces with their garments hem now hiding. They stand afar. Whom once I counted friends. Even foes have smiles. My good men, let my dear friend Charadatta go free, and kill me instead. विचार-विद आप विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-विद आप विचार-व a bent. Out of the way, gentlemen, out of the way, Why gaze upon the good man so, When shame his living hope lays low, The cord was broken at the well, And down the golden pitcher fell. Monfully, from thy dear lips, That wide with corals read, Betraying teeth more bright than moonbeams fair, My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed. How can I, helpless, taste that poisoned red, To drink shame's poisoned cup? How can I bear? Proclaim the sentence again, man, Go hard does so. So lowly fallen, till shame my virtues blur, Till such an ending seem not lost. But gain, yet pour my heart their creeps a saddening pain. To hear them cry abroad, you murdered her." Enter Stavaraka, fettered, in the palace tower. After listening to the proclamation, in distress, what? The innocent Charodata is being put to death, and my master has thrown me into chains. Well, I must shout to them. Listen, good gentleman. Listen. It was I. Wretched that I am. Who carried Vasantasena to the Old Garden Pushpaka Randa? Because she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master, Sanztonaka, found that she would not love him. And it was he, not this gentleman, who murdered her by strangling. But they are so far away that no one hears me. What shall I do? Shall I cast myself down? He reflects. If I do, then the noble Charodata will not be put to death. Yes! Through this broken window I will throw myself down from the palace tower, better that I should meet my end, than that the noble Charodata should perish. This tree of life for noble youths, and if I die in such a cause, I have attained heaven. He throws himself down. Wonderful! I did not meet my end, and my fetters are broken, So I will follow the sound of the Headsman's voices. He discovers the Headsman and hastens forward. Headsman! Headsman! Make way! For whom shall we make way? Listen! Good gentleman! Listen! It was I, wretch that I am. Who carried Vasantasina to the old garden pushpacker Randa? Because she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master, Sansternaka found that she would not love him. And it was he, not this gentleman, who murdered her by strangling. Thank heaven, but who thus gladdens this my latest mourn? When in time snare I struggle all for long. A streaming cloud above the reamless corn? Listen, do you hear what I say? death have I never feared, but blackened fame, my death were welcome, coming free from shame, as were a son, new born to bear my name. And again, that small, weak fool, whom I have never hated, stained me with sin wherewith himself was mated. An arrow, with most deadly poison baited. Are you telling the truth, Stavaraka? I am. And to keep me from telling anybody. He cast me into chains. And imprisoned me in the tower of his palace. Enter Sunstanaka. Gleefully. I ate a shore and bit a dish. Of meat and herbs and soup and fish. I tried at home my tongue to tickle. rice cakes plain, and rice with treacle. He listens. The headsman's voices. They sound like a broken brass cymbal. I hear the music of the fatal drum and the kettle drums, and so I suppose that that poor man, Sharidata, is being led to the place of execution. आव मुष्ड गो औन शी इत. इत इस आगर दे लाएट तो शी मैं एनमी डाई. बशावजड. आव फ़ड दव आव मन विशी ज़ाएज आव में बीशावजड. इस शो नोट तो वषो आव में आव में ने वाव. I acted like a worm that had crept into the knot of a low-tush root. I looked for a hole to crawl out at, and brought about the death of fish poor man. Charudatta! Now I, LL, climb up the tower of my own palace, and have a look at my own heroic deeds. He does so and looks about. Wonderful what a crowd there is! To she that poor man led to his death. What would it be when an Arishhtakrat, a big man like me, was being led to his death? He gazes. Look! There he goes toward the Shouth, adorned like a young steer. But why was the proclamation made near my palace tower? And why was it stopped? He looks about. Why? My slave Stavaraka is gone. 2. I hope he hasn't run away and betrayed the secret. I must go and look for him. He descends and approaches the crowd. Discovers him. There he comes. Good Masters. Give way. Make room. And shut the door. Be silent. And say nothing more. Here comes a mad ball through the press. Whose horns are sharp with wickedness? Come, come, make way. He approaches. Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, come, let, es go home. You scoundrel. Are you not content with the murder of Vasanticina? Must you try now to murder the noble Charodata? That tree of life to all who loved him. I am beautiful as a pot of jewels. I kill no woman. Oho! You murdered her, not the noble Charodata. Who shays that? Pointing to Stavaraka, this honest man. Fearfully. Aside. Merciful heavens. Why did enti-chain that slave Stavaraka fasht? Why? He was a witness of my crime. He reflects. I, I'll do it this way. Allowed. Lies. lies. Good gentleman, why? I caught the slave stealing gold, and I pounded him, and murdered him, and put him in chains. He hates me. What he shays can't be true. He secretly hands stevarica a bracelet, and whispers, stevarica, my little shon, my slave, take fish and shea showmething different. Take it. Look, gentlemen. Look, why? He is trying to bribe me with gold. Snatches the bracelet from him. That, s the gold that I put him in chains for. Angrily. Look here. Headsmen. I put him in charge of my gold chest. And when he turned thief. I murdered him and pounded him. If you don't believe it. look at his back. Doing so, yes, yes, when a servant is branded that way, no wonder he tells tales. A curse on slavery. A slave convinces nobody. Mournfully, noble Charodata. I have no further power. He falls at Charodata's feet. Monfully, rise, rise, find soul to good men fallen on pain. Brave friend who lendest such unselfish aid. Thy greatest toil to save me was in vain. For fate would not, thy duty now is paid. Beat your servant, master, and drive him away. Out of the way, you! He drives Stavarica away. Come, headsmen! What are you waiting for? Kill him. Kill him yourself, if you are in a hurry. Oh, headsmen, kill me and let father go free. Yes, Sean and father, kill them both. This fool might do anything. Go, my son, to your mother. And what should I do then? Go with thy mother to a hermitage. No moment, dear, delay, lest of thy father's fault thou reap the wage. And tread the self-same way. And you, my friend, go with him. Oh, my f- Friend, have you so known me as to think that I can live without you? Not so, my friend. Your life is your own. You may not throw it away. Aside, true, and yet I cannot live apart from my friend. And so, when I have taken the boy to his mother, I will follow my friend even in death. Allowed, yes, my friend, I will take him to her at once. He embraces Charodata, then falls at his feet. Rohasena does the same, weeping. Look here. Did Enti tell you to kill Charodata and his Shaan? To? At this? Charodata betrays fear. We haven't any orders from the king to kill Charodata. And his son? To? Run away! Boy! Run away! They drive Rohasena away. Here is the third place of proclamation. Beat the drum. They proclaim the sentence again. Aside. But the citizens don't believe it. Aloud. Charudatta. You jack-o'-napes. The citizens don't believe it. Shay it with your own tongue. I murdered Vasantasena. Charudatta remains silent. Look here. Headsmen. The man won't shpeak. The jack-o'-nape's Charudatta. Just make him shpeak. Beat him a few times with fish-raggard bamboo. Or with a chain. Raises his arm to strike. Come, Charudatta. Speak. Monfully, now am I sunk so deep in sorrow's sea. I know no fear, I know no sadness more. Yet even now one flame still torches me. That men should say I slew whom I adore. Sansternaka repeats his words. Men of my own city, Ascoundrel I, who bear the blame, Nor seek in heaven to be blessed, Amid, or Goddess, T is the same but he will say the rest. Ux, 30. Killed her. So be it. It, S your turn to kill him, man. No, yours. Well, let S reckon it out. He does so at great length. Well, if it, S my turn to kill him. We will just let it wait a minute. Why? Well, when my father was going to heaven, he said to me, son Gohar, if it's your turn to kill him, don't kill the sinner too quick. But why? Perhaps, said he, some good man might give the money to set him free. Perhaps a son might be born to the king. And to celebrate the event. All the prisoners might be set free. Perhaps an elephant might break loose. And the prisoner might escape in the excitement. Perhaps there might be a change of kings. And all the prisoners might be set free. What? What? A change of kings? Well, let S reckon it out. turn it is. Oh, come, kill Charudatta at once. He takes Stavarica, and withdraws a little. Noble Charudatta. It is the king's commandment that bears the blame. Not we headsmen, think then of what you needs must think. Though slandered by a cruel fate, and stained by men of high estate, if that my virtue yet regarded be. Then she who dwells with gods above, or wheresoever else, my love by her sweet nature wipe the stain from me. Tell me, wither would you have me go? Pointing Ahead Why? Here is the southern burying ground. And when a criminal sees that, he says goodbye to life in a minute. For look! One half the corpse gaunt jackals rend and shake, and ply their horrid task. One half still hangs impaled upon the stake. Loud laughter's grinning mask. Alas! Ah! War is me! In his agitation he sits down. I won't go yet. I'll just she charidata killed. He walks about gazing. Well, well, he shut down. Are you frightened? नाटक आप नाटक अछि। नाटक आप नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। How much more? Death-fearing creatures and men. In this world, one rises only to fall, another falls only to rise again. But from him who has risen and falls, his body drops like a garment. Lay these thoughts to heart and be strong to a hinder. Here is the fourth place of proclamation. Let us proclaim the sentence. They do so once again. Vasant Asina, O my beloved, from thy dear lips, that wide with corals red, Betraying teeth more bright than moonbeams fair, My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed. How can I, helpless, taste that poisoned red, To drink shame's poisoned cup, how can I bear? in great agitation, Vasantasina and the Buddhist monk. Strange! My monkish life did me yeoman service when it proved necessary to comfort Vasantasina, so untimely worried, and to lead her on her way. Sister in Buddha, wither shall I lead you to the noble Charudattas house. Revive me with the sight of him. As the night blooming water lily is revived by the sight of the moon. Aside. By which road shall I enter? He reflects. The King's Highway. I, L, L enter by that. Come, sister in Buddha. Here is the King's Highway. Listening. But what is this great tumult that I hear on the King's Highway? Looking before her. Why? There is a great crowd of people before us. Pray find out. Serve. What it means. All would jee me tips to one side. As if the earth bore an uneven load. And here is the last place of proclamation. Beat the drum. Proclaim the sentence. They do so. Now. Charoedutter. Wait. Don't be frightened. You will be killed very quickly. Ye blessed gods. Listen. In terror. Sister in Buddha, Charudatta is being led to his death for murdering you. In terror. Alas! For my wretched sake the noble Charudatta put to death. Quick, quick! Oh, let me dither. Hason. Oh, Hason, sister in Buddha, to comfort the noble Charudatta while he yet lives. Makeway, gentlemen, makeway. Meekly, meekly. Noble Charudatta. It is the king's commandment that bears the blame. Think then of what you needs must think. Why waste words, though slandered by a cruel fate, And stained by men of high estate? If that my virtue yet regarded be, Then she who dwells with gods above, Or wheresoever else, my love by her sweet nature Wipe the stain from me. Drawing his sword. Noble Charodata. Lie flat and be quiet. With one stroke, we will kill you and send you to heaven." Charudatta does so. Gohar raises his arm to strike. The sword falls from his hand. What is this? I fiercely grasped within my hand. My thunderbolt appalling brand. Why did it fall upon the sand? But since it did, I conclude that the noble Charudatta is not to die. mercy, O mighty goddess of the Sahia Hills. If only Charodata might be saved, then hats thou shone favor to our headsman cast. Let us do as we were ordered. Well, let us do it. They make ready to impale Charodata. Though slandered by a cruel feat, and steamed by men of high estate. विचार-विमर्चु येट रेक। बिजाविमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्चु विचार-विमर्च shoulder. Loosened from its bands, she loudly calls upon us to forebear and hastens hither with uplifted hands. Oh, Charodatta, what does it mean? She falls on his breast. Oh, Charodatta, what does it mean? He falls at his feet. withdrawing. Vasantasena. At least, we did not kill an innocent man. Rising. Thank heaven. Charodata lives. And shall live a hundred years. Joyfully. And I too am brought back to life again. The king is at the place of sacrifice. Let us report to him what has taken place. The two headsmen start to go away. Perceives Vasantasina. In terror. Goodness. Who brought the slave back to life? Fish is the end of me. Good. I. I'll run away. He runs away. Returning. Well. Didn't we have orders from the king to put the man to death who murdered Vasantasina? Let us hunt for the king's brother in law. Excellent the two headsmen! In amazement, who saves me from the uplifted weapon scorn? When in death's jaws I struggled all for long. A streaming cloud above the rainless scorn? He gazes at her. Is this Vasantasina's counterfeit? Or she herself? From heaven above descended? Or do I, but in madness, see my sweet? Or has her precious life not yet been ended? Or again? Did she return from heaven? That I might rescue be. Was her form to another given? Is this that other she? Rises tearfully and falls at his feet. Oh noble Charoditta, I am indeed the wretch for whose sake you are fallen upon this unworthy plight. A miracle, a miracle. Vasantasina lives. The bystanders repeat the words. Listens, then rises suddenly, embraces Vasantasina, and closes his eyes, in a voice trembling with emotion. My love, you are Vasantasina. That same unhappy woman. Gazes upon her, joyfully, can it be, Vasantasina herself, in utter happiness, her bosom bathed in streaming tears. When in death's power I fell, whence she come to slay my fears. Like heavenly magic spell, Vasantasina, O, my beloved, unto my body, whence the life life was fleeting. And all for thee, thou newest life to give. O, magic wonderful in lovers meeting. What power besides could make the dead man live? But see, my beloved, my blood-red garment seems a bright groom's cloak. Death's garland seems to me a bridal wreath. My love is near, and marriage music seems the fatal stroke, of drums that heralded my instant death for she is here. You with your utter kindness what can it be that you have done? My beloved he said that I had killed you for ancient hatred sake my mighty foe health victim now had almost laid me low. Stopping her ears heaven averts the omen it was he the king's brother in law, who killed me. Perceiving the monk, but who is this? When that unworthy wretch had killed me, this worthy man brought me back to life. Who are you, unselfish friend? You do not remember me. Sir, I am that shampooer. Who once was happy to rub your feet? When I fell into the hands of certain gamblers, This sister in Buddha upon hearing that I had been your सर्वन्त बोवत में फ्रीडम विछार-जूल्जूल्जूल्जूलु। तेर अपन अग्रू ताएड अव दिगाम्भलाज लाइपुछ आप बबुधिस्द मुन्क। Now this lady made a mistake in her bullet cart, and so came to the old garden pushpacaranda. But when that unworthy wretch learned that she would not love him, he murdered her by strangling. And I found her there. An ending victory to Shiva B. Who Daksha's offering foiled. And victory may Kata Kiasi. Who Crowncha Smotan spoiled. and victory to Ariaka the king his mighty foe he kills far over all the earth's expansive ring. That earth her joyous flag abroad may fling. The snowy banner of Kailasa's hills enter hurriedly, Shavalaka. Yes! Palaka! The royal wretch! I slew! Anointing Ariaka, good king and true! And now, like sacrificial flowers, I wed the king's commandment to my bended head to give sad Charu Datter life anew. The foe whose powers and friends had fled. He slew, consoled and comforted his subjects true, and earth's broad sovereignty has gladly wed his power and bent to him her lowly head. Who toward his foe plays Indra's part anew. He looks before him. Ah! There he will be found. Where the people are thus gathered together. Oh! That this deed of King Ariyaka might be crowned with the rescued life of noble Charodata. He quickens his steps. Make way! You rascals! He discovers Charodata. Joyfully! Is Charodata yet living? And Vasantasina! Truly! Our sovereign's wishes are fulfilled. Yet how shall I approach him? Who have so grievously sinned against him? But no. Honesty is always honorable. He approaches and folds his hands. Allowed. Oh noble chariotata. Who are you, sir? I forced your house in Manor base and stole the gems there left behind. But though this sin oppressed my mind, I throw myself upon your grace. Not so, my friend. Thereby you showed your faith in me. He embraces him. And one thing more. The very noble Ariaka, to save his family and name, has slain the wretched Palaka, a victim at the altar's flame. What say you? Tea was your cart, helped him on his way. Who sought the shelter of your name? He slew King Palaka today. A victim at the altar's flame. Sharvilka, did you set free that Aryaka whom Palaka took from his hamlet and confined without cause in the tower? I did. This is indeed most welcome tidings. Scarcely was your friend Ariaka established in Ujaini when he bestowed upon you the throne of Kushavati. On the bank of the Veena, may you graciously receive this first token of his love. He turns around. Come. Lead hither that rascal. That villain? The brother-in-law of the king. We will, Shavalaka. Sir. King Ariaka declares that he won this kingdom through your virtues, and that you are therefore to have some benefit from it. The kingdom won through my virtues. Come on, brother-in-law of the king, and reap the reward of your insolence. Enter Sannsternaka, guarded, with his hands tied behind his back. Goodness gracious! It came to pass. I ran away, like any arse, and had my day. They dragged me round, a prince on a, as if they, they found a naughty kur. He looks about him. They crowd around me. Though I, am a relative of the kings, to whom shall I go for help in my helplessness? He reflects. Good. I, L, L go to the man who gives help and shows mercy to the shipliant. He approaches. Noble Sharidata. Protect me. Protect me. He falls at his feet. Noble Charodatta, leave him to us. Let us kill him. To Charodatta, O helper of the helpless, protect me. Most awfully, yes, yes, he who seeks protection shall be safe. Impatiently, confound him. Take him away from Charodatta. To Charodatta, tell me, what shall be done with the wretch? Shall he be bound and dragged until he dies? Shall dogs devour the scoundrel as he lies? If he should be impaled, tea would be no blunder. Nor if we had the rascal's sawn asunder. Will you do as I see? How can you doubt it? Charudata, Meshta, I seek your protection. Protect me, protect me. Do shon't thing worthy of your shelf? I, I'll never do it again. Voices of citizens behind the scenes. Kill him. Why should the wretch be allowed to live?" Vaasanta Sinha takes the garland of death from Charu Datta's neck, and throws it upon Sanztonaka. You slave wench! Be merciful! Be merciful! I, I'll never murder you again. Protect me! Come. Take him away. Noble Charodata, say what shall be done with the wretch. Will you do as I say? How can you doubt it? Really? Really? Then let him be immediately. Killed? No, no, set free. What for? The humbled foe who seeks thine aid, thou mist not smite with steely blade. All right, we will have the dogs eat him alive. No, no, be cruelty with kindness paid. Wonderful! What shall I do? Tell me, sir. Why, set him free. It shall be done. Hooray! I breathe again. Exit! With the guards. Mistress Vasanticina, the king is pleased to bestow upon you the title, Wedded Wife. Sir, I desire no more. Places the veil upon Vasanticina. To Charudata. Sir, what shall be done for this monk? Monk, what do you most desire? When I see this example of the uncertainty of all things, I am twice content to be a monk. His purpose is not to be changed. My friend, let him be appointed spiritual father over all the monasteries in the land. It shall be done. It is all that I desire. Now I am indeed brought back to life. What shall be done for Stavaraka? Let the good fellow be given his freedom. Let those headsmen be appointed chiefs of all the headsmen. Let Chandanaka be appointed chief of all the police in the land. Let the brother-in-law of the king continue to act exactly as he acted in the past. It shall be done. Only that man, leave him to me, and ILL kill him. He who seeks protection shall be safe. The humbled foe who seeks thy need. Thou mist not smite with steely blade. Be cruelty with kindness paid. Then tell me what I may yet do for you. Can there be more than this? I kept unstained my virtues even worth. Granted my enemy his abject suit, friend Ariyaka destroyed his fomens' root. And rules a king war all this steadfast earth. This dear loved maiden is at last mine-bone. And you united with me is a friend. And shall I ask for further mercies? Shown, to me, who cannot sound these mercies end? Fate plays with us like buckets at the well, where one is filled, and one in empty shell, where one is rising, while another falls, and shows how life is changed, now heaven, now hell, yet may the wishes of her epilogue be fulfilled. May kind yield streaming milk, The earth her grain, and may the heaven give never-failing rain. The winds waft happiness to all that breeds. And all that lives, live free from every pain. पाद्स अफ्राइच्छिसनुस मिब्रामन स्ट्रेद आन्ठाः आस्टीं देर रेक। मेख्किंस न्जुस्तिस, वेज्भी वेवा लेद। अन्ड्विश्ट, सब्मिस्व, बश्विव, बश्विव, वेश्विव्विश्विव। अख्सन्त अम्नीज

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