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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 मटिली, rendering by Gajendra Thakur of Shudrakas.
  3. 0:12–0:14Mr. Kharikam
  4. 0:14–0:16Dramatis personai
  5. 0:16–0:22C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A, a Brahman merchant.
  6. 0:22–0:26R-O-H-A-S-E-N-A, his son.
  7. 0:26–0:29Maitreya, his friend.
  8. 0:29–0:35Var dham anak a servant in his house
  9. 0:35–0:42Sann sthanak a brother-in-law of king Pala ka
  10. 0:42–0:47Sthav anak a his servant
  11. 0:47–0:54Another servant of sann sthanak a courtier
  12. 0:54–0:59A-R-Y-A-K-A, a herdsman who becomes king.
  13. 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,
  14. 1:07–1:11a shampooer, who becomes a Buddhist monk.
  15. 1:11–1:14Mathura, a gambling master.
  16. 1:14–1:18D-A-R-D-U-R-A-K-A, a gambler.
  17. 1:18–1:20Another gambler.
  18. 1:20–1:28Karnapuraka, kumbilakaservants of Vaisantasena.
  19. 1:28–1:33Viraka, Shandanaka policeman.
  20. 1:33–1:38Goha, A-H-I-N-T-A headsman.
  21. 1:38–1:42Bastard pages, in Vasantasena's house.
  22. 1:42–1:47A judge, a guildwarden, a clerk, and a beadle.
  23. 1:47–1:55Vaisantasena, a courtesan. Her mother,
  24. 1:55–2:01Madaanika, made to Vaisantasena.
  25. 2:01–2:10Another made to Vaisantasena. The wife of C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A.
  26. 2:10–2:15Radaanika, a maid in Charu Datta's house.
  27. 2:15–2:18S-E-T-T-I-N-G
  28. 2:18–2:25U-J-J-A-Y-I-N-I, called also a Vanti, and its environs.
  29. 2:25–2:28P-R-O-L-O-G-U-E
  30. 2:28–2:31Benediction upon the audience
  31. 2:31–2:34His bended knees, the knotted girdle holds
  32. 2:34–2:38Fashioned by doubling of a serpent's folds
  33. 2:38–2:40His sensitive organs
  34. 2:40–2:42So he checks his breath
  35. 2:42–2:50A numbed till consciousness seems sunk in death within himself with eye of truth.
  36. 2:50–2:55He sees the all-soul free from all activities.
  37. 2:55–3:03May his, May Shiva's meditation be your strong defense on the great self thinks he, knowing
  38. 3:03–3:07full well the world's vacuity.
  39. 3:07–3:12And again, May Shiva's neck shield you from every harm.
  40. 3:12–3:19seems a threatening thunder cloud. Where on? Bright as the lightning flash. Lies Gowri's arm.
  41. 3:21–3:27Enough of this tedious work. Which fritters away the interest of the audience? Let me then most
  42. 3:27–3:34reverently salute the honorable gentleman, and announce our intention to produce a drama called
  43. 3:34–3:42The Little Clay Cart. Its author was a man who vied with elephants in lordly grace, whose eyes
  44. 3:42–3:50with those of the Chakura bird. That feeds on moonbeams. Glorious his face as the full moon.
  45. 3:50–3:58His person, all have heard, was altogether lovely. First in worth. Among the twice born was this
  46. 3:58–4:07poet. Known as Shudraka far over all the earth. His virtues depth unfathomed and alone.
  47. 4:07–4:16And again? The Samaveda. The Rigveda II. The Science Mathematical. He knew the arts were
  48. 4:16–4:24in fair courtesans' excel. And all the law of elephants as well. Through Shiva's grace,
  49. 4:24–4:31his eye was never dim. He saw his son a king in place of him. The difficult horse sacrifice
  50. 4:31–4:39he tried. Successfully, entered the fiery tide, one hundred years and ten days old,
  51. 4:39–4:47and died. And yet again, eager for battle, sloths determined foe. Of scholars chief,
  52. 4:47–4:53who to the Vader-cling? Rich in the riches that aesthetics know. Glad,
  53. 4:53–4:56against the Fowman's elephant to show.
  54. 4:56–4:59His valour. Such was Shudraka.
  55. 4:59–5:00The kid
  56. 5:00–5:30विचार-विमर्शक नाटक 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 व
  57. 5:30–5:38of love's pure festival in these two hearts, of prudent acts, a lawsuit's wrong and hate,
  58. 5:38–5:43a rascal's nature, and the course of fate.
  59. 5:43–5:50He walks about and looks around him. Why? This music room of ours is empty.
  60. 5:50–5:57I wonder where the actors have gone. Reflecting are I understand.
  61. 5:57–6:05Empty his house. To whom no child was born. Thrice empty his. Who lacks true friends and
  62. 6:05–6:14sure. To fools. The world is empty and forlorn. But all that is. Is empty to the poor.
  63. 6:14–6:19I have finished the concert. And I've been practicing so long that the pupils of my
  64. 6:19–6:25eyes are dancing. And I'm so hungry that my eyes are crackling like a lotus seed.
  65. 6:25–6:31up by the fiercest rays of the summer sun. I'll just call my wife and ask whether there
  66. 6:31–6:39is anything for breakfast or not. Hello? Here I am, but no. Both the particular occasion
  67. 6:39–6:46and the general custom demand that I speak prakrit. Speaking in prakrit. Confound it.
  68. 6:46–6:51I've been practicing so long and I'm so hungry that my limbs are as weak as dried
  69. 6:51–6:57up lotus stalks. Suppose I go home and see whether my good wife has got anything ready
  70. 6:57–7:05or not. He walks about and looks around him. Here I am at home. I'll just go in. He enters
  71. 7:05–7:11and looks about. Merciful heavens. Why in the world is everything in our house turned
  72. 7:11–7:18upside down? A long stream of rice water is flowing down the street. The ground
  73. 7:18–7:22Spotted black where the iron kettle has been rubbed clean
  74. 7:22–7:27is as lovely as a girl with the beauty marks of black cosmetic on her face.
  75. 7:27–7:32It smells so good that my hunger seems to blaze up and hurts me more than ever.
  76. 7:32–7:35Has some hidden treasure come to light?
  77. 7:35–7:39Or am I hungry enough to think the whole world is made of rice?
  78. 7:39–7:42There surely isn't any breakfast in our house.
  79. 7:42–7:44And I'm starved to death.
  80. 7:44–7:47But everything seems top-side of E here.
  81. 7:47–7:56One girl is preparing cosmetics. Another is weaving garlands of flowers. Reflecting, what does it all mean?
  82. 7:56–8:06Well, I'll call my good wife and learn the truth. He looks toward the dressing room. Mistress, will you come here a moment?
  83. 8:07–8:09Enter an actress.
  84. 8:09–8:12Here I am, sir.
  85. 8:12–8:15You are very welcome, Mistress.
  86. 8:15–8:19Command me, sir. What am I to do?
  87. 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.
  88. 8:28–8:31Is there anything to eat in the house or not?
  89. 8:31–8:34There's everything, sir.
  90. 8:34–8:36Well, what?
  91. 8:36–8:46For instance, there's rice with sugar, melted butter, curdled milk, rice, and all together.
  92. 8:46–8:53It makes you a dish fit for heaven. May the gods always be thus gracious to you.
  93. 8:53–8:56All that in our house? Or are you joking?
  94. 8:56–9:04Aside. Yes, I will have my joke. Allowed. It's in the marketplace, sir.
  95. 9:04–9:12Angrily, you wretched woman, thus shall your own hope be cut off, and death shall find you out.
  96. 9:12–9:21For my expectations, like a scaffolding, have been raised so high, only to fall again.
  97. 9:21–9:26Forgive me, sir. Forgive me. It was only a joke.
  98. 9:26–9:30But what do these unusual preparations mean?
  99. 9:30–9:33One girl is preparing cosmetics,
  100. 9:33–9:35another is weaving garlands,
  101. 9:35–9:41and the very ground is adorned with sacrificial flowers of five different colors.
  102. 9:41–9:44This is a fast day, sir.
  103. 9:44–9:46What fast?
  104. 9:46–9:49The fast for a handsome husband.
  105. 9:49–9:53In this world, mistress, or the next?
  106. 9:53–9:56In the next world, sir.
  107. 9:56–10:00Rathfully. Gentlemen, look at this.
  108. 10:00–10:30विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्�
  109. 10:30–10:36angry with you. Then you will be parted, as surely as the scented hair of some young bride.
  110. 10:37–10:44Don't be angry. Sir, it is only that I may have you in the next world that I celebrate this fast.
  111. 10:45–10:46She falls at his feet.
  112. 10:48–10:52Stand up, mistress, and tell me who is to officiate at this fast.
  113. 10:54–10:57Some brahmin of our own sort whom we must invite.
  114. 10:57–11:03You may go then, and I will invite some Brahmin of our own sort.
  115. 11:03–11:07Very well, sir. Exit.
  116. 11:07–11:10Walking about. Good heavens.
  117. 11:10–11:15In this rich city of Ujjaini, how am I to find a Brahmin of our own sort?
  118. 11:15–11:24He looks about him. Ah. Here comes Charudatta's friend, Maitreya. Good. I'll ask him.
  119. 11:24–11:30My Traeha, you must be the first to break bread in our house today.
  120. 11:30–11:32You must invite some other Brahmin.
  121. 11:32–11:34I am busy.
  122. 11:34–11:39But, ma'am, the feast is set and you have it all to yourself.
  123. 11:39–11:42Besides, you shall have a present.
  124. 11:42–11:44I said no once.
  125. 11:44–11:47Why should you keep on urging me?
  126. 11:47–11:49He says no.
  127. 11:49–11:53Well, I must invite some other Brahmin.
  128. 11:53–12:05it. End of the prologue. Enter, with a cloak in his hand, May Traea.
  129. 12:05–12:10You must invite some other Brahmin. I am busy, and yet I really ought to be seeking invitations
  130. 12:10–12:17from a stranger. Oh, what a wretched state of affairs. When good charada was still wealthy,
  131. 12:17–12:23I used to eat my fill of the most deliciously fragrant sweetmeats. Prepared day and night
  132. 12:23–12:28with the greatest of care. I would sit at the door of the courtyard, where I was surrounded
  133. 12:28–12:34by hundreds of dishes. And there, like a painter with his paint boxes, I would simply touch
  134. 12:34–12:39them with my fingers and thrust them aside. I would stand chewing my cud like a bull in
  135. 12:39–12:46the city market. And now he is so poor that I have to run here. There, and everywhere,
  136. 12:46–12:51and come home, like the pigeons, only to roost now here is this jasmine scented
  137. 12:51–12:58cloak. Which Charada's good friend Jirnavrida has sent him. He bade me give it to Charada.
  138. 12:58–13:04As soon as he had finished his devotions. So now I will look for Charada. He walks about
  139. 13:04–13:10and looks around him. Charada has finished his devotions. And here he comes with an offering
  140. 13:10–13:19for the divinities of the house. Enter Charada is described, and Radhanika.
  141. 13:19–13:26up and sighing virally. Upon my threshold, where the offering, was straightway seized
  142. 13:26–13:33by swans and flocking cranes. The grass grows now, and these poor seeds I fling. Fall where
  143. 13:33–13:43the mouth of worms their sweetness stains." He walks about very slowly and seats himself.
  144. 13:43–13:51Maitreya. Charudatta is here. I must go and speak to him. Approaching. My greetings to
  145. 13:51–13:54you. May happiness be yours.
  146. 13:54–14:03Ah, it is my constant friend Maitreya. You are very welcome, my friend. Pre-be seated.
  147. 14:03–14:12Thank you. He seats himself. Well, comrade, here is a jasmine-scented cloak which your good friend Jirnavrida has sent.
  148. 14:12–14:16They'd me give it you as soon as you had finished your devotions.
  149. 14:16–14:20He presents the cloak, Charada takes it and remains sunk in thought.
  150. 14:20–14:23Well, what are you thinking about?
  151. 14:23–14:29My good friend, a candle shining through the deepest dark, is a happiness that follows
  152. 14:29–14:31sorrow's strife.
  153. 14:31–14:38But after bliss when man bears sorrow's mark, his body lives a very death in life.
  154. 14:38–14:42Well, which would you rather, be dead or be poor?
  155. 14:42–14:48Ah, my friend, far better death than sorrow's show and slow.
  156. 14:48–14:51Some passing suffering from death may flow.
  157. 14:51–14:54But poverty brings never-ending woe.
  158. 14:54–14:57My dear friend, be not thus cast down.
  159. 14:57–15:00Your wealth has been conveyed to them.
  160. 15:00–15:04विचार-विमर्शक आछि।
  161. 15:04–15:08विचार-विमर्शक आछि।
  162. 15:08–15:12विचार-विमर्शक आछि।
  163. 15:12–15:16विचार-विमर्शक आछि।
  164. 15:16–15:20विचार-विमर्शक आछि।
  165. 15:20–15:24विचार-विमर्शक आछि।
  166. 15:24–15:28विचार-विमर्शक आछि।
  167. 15:28–15:33Whose store of it's yours spent attracts no more.
  168. 15:33–15:37Oh, confound the money. It is a trifle not worth thinking about.
  169. 15:37–15:41It is like a cattle boy in the woods afraid of wasps.
  170. 15:41–15:45It doesn't stay anywhere where it is used for food.
  171. 15:45–15:51Believe me, friend, my sorrow does not spring from simple loss of gold.
  172. 15:51–15:56For fortune is a fickle, changing thing. Whose favors do not hold?
  173. 15:56–16:03But he whose sometime wealth has taken wing, finds bosom friends grow cold.
  174. 16:03–16:07Then too, a poor man is a man ashamed.
  175. 16:07–16:11From shame, springs want of dignity and worthy fame.
  176. 16:11–16:15Such want gives rise to insults hard to bear.
  177. 16:15–16:20Thence comes despondency, and thence, despair.
  178. 16:20–16:24Despair breeds folly, death is folly's fruitar.
  179. 16:24–16:27The lack of money is all evil's root.
  180. 16:27–16:33But just remember what a trifle money is, after all, and be more cheerful.
  181. 16:33–16:38My friend, the poverty of a man is to him a home of cares.
  182. 16:38–16:41A shame that haunts the mind.
  183. 16:41–16:44Another form of warfare with mankind.
  184. 16:44–16:46The abhorrence of his friends.
  185. 16:46–16:52A source of hate, from strangers, and from each one's loving mate.
  186. 16:52–16:57But if his wife despise him, then, Tewa meet.
  187. 16:57–17:00In some lone wood to seek a safe retreat.
  188. 17:00–17:08The flame of sorrow, torturing his soul, burns fiercely, yet contrives to leave him whole.
  189. 17:08–17:13Comrade, I have made my offering to the divinities of the house.
  190. 17:13–17:18Do you two go and offer sacrifice to the divine mothers at a place where four roads
  191. 17:18–17:19meet?
  192. 17:19–17:20No.
  193. 17:20–17:21No.
  194. 17:21–17:24Why not?
  195. 17:24–17:28Because the gods are not gracious to you even when thus honored.
  196. 17:28–17:31So what is the use of worshipping?
  197. 17:31–17:33Not so, my friend.
  198. 17:33–17:34Not so.
  199. 17:34–17:37This is the constant duty of a householder.
  200. 17:37–17:40The gods feel ever glad content.
  201. 17:40–17:47In the gifts, and the self-chastisement, the meditations, and the prayers of those
  202. 17:47–17:50who banish worldly cares.
  203. 17:50–17:52Why then do you hesitate?
  204. 17:52–17:55Go and offer sacrifice to the mothers."
  205. 17:55–17:58No, I'm not going.
  206. 17:58–18:00You must send somebody else.
  207. 18:00–18:03Anyway, everything seems to go wrong with me.
  208. 18:03–18:05Poor Brahmin that I am.
  209. 18:05–18:07It's like a reflection in a mirror.
  210. 18:07–18:12The right side becomes the left, and the left becomes the right.
  211. 18:12–18:18Besides, at this hour of the evening, people are abroad upon the king's highway, courtesans,
  212. 18:18–18:25courteers, servants, and royal favorites. They will take me now for fair prey, just as
  213. 18:25–18:30the black snake-out frog hunting snaps up the mouse in his path. But what will you do sitting
  214. 18:30–18:31here?
  215. 18:31–18:36Good then, remain, and I will finish my devotions.
  216. 18:36–18:41Stop, Vasanticina! Stop!
  217. 18:41–18:48to Vasantasina, pursued by the courtier, by Sanztonaka, and the servant.
  218. 18:48–18:57Vasantasina. Stop. Stop. Ah. Why should fear transform your tenderness? Why should the dainty
  219. 18:57–19:05feet feel such distress? That twinkle in the dance so prettily. Why should your eyes,
  220. 19:05–19:07Thus startled into fear.
  221. 19:07–19:09Dart-side long looks.
  222. 19:09–19:10Why?
  223. 19:10–19:12Like the timid deer.
  224. 19:12–19:14Before pursuing hunters.
  225. 19:14–19:16Should you flee?
  226. 19:16–19:17Stop.
  227. 19:17–19:18Vesantasina.
  228. 19:18–19:20SH top.
  229. 19:20–19:21Wife flee.
  230. 19:21–19:22And run.
  231. 19:22–19:25And SH tumble in your turning.
  232. 19:25–19:26Be kind.
  233. 19:26–19:28You shall not die.
  234. 19:28–19:29Oh.
  235. 19:29–19:31SH top your feet.
  236. 19:31–19:32With love.
  237. 19:32–19:33Sweet girl.
  238. 19:33–19:39My tortured heart is burning, as on a heap of coals a piece of meat.
  239. 19:39–19:47Stop, courtesan, stop, in fear you flee, away from me, as a summer peahen should.
  240. 19:47–19:54But my lord and master struts fast and faster, like a woodcock in the wood.
  241. 19:54–19:59Vasantasena, stop, stop, why should you tremble?
  242. 19:59–20:00you flee.
  243. 20:00–20:08अग्विवा like the plantain tree, your garments border, red and fair, is all a shiver in the air.
  244. 20:08–20:18Now and again, a lotus bud falls to the ground. As red as blood, a red real garvein you seem.
  245. 20:18–20:23वेंच, समितन, द्रोप्स of crimson stream.
  246. 20:23–20:33Stop! Vasantocina! SH-top! You wake my passion, my desire, my love! You drive away my shaleep in bed at night.
  247. 20:33–20:40Both fear and terrishing your heart to move. You trip an SH-tumble in your headlong flight.
  248. 20:40–20:47But Ravana forced Kunti to his will. Just show shall I enjoy you to the fill.
  249. 20:47–20:52Ah! Vasantacena! Why should your fleet of flight
  250. 20:52–20:57Outstrip my flying feet? Why? Like a snake in fright
  251. 20:57–21:01Before the bird-kings might Thus seek to flee
  252. 21:01–21:06My sweet! Could I not catch the stormwind in his flight
  253. 21:06–21:10Yet would not seize upon you Though I might
  254. 21:10–21:14Sansternaca! Lished unto me! Sure!
  255. 21:14–21:27Fish whip of robber love. Fish dancing girl. Eater of fish. Destroyer of her kin. Fish schnoob nose. Stubborn. Love box. Cortison.
  256. 21:27–21:38Fish clothesline. Wanton creature. Made of sin I gave her ten sweet names. And still, she will not bend her to my will.
  257. 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.
  258. 21:54–21:58Sants, your jingling gems.
  259. 21:58–22:01Girl, clink like anything.
  260. 22:01–22:03Like Draupadi you flee.
  261. 22:03–22:07When Rama kishtha, I'll sheeze you quick.
  262. 22:07–22:09As once the monkey king.
  263. 22:09–22:11Shized subhadra.
  264. 22:11–22:14Vishvavassu's sweet shishtha.
  265. 22:14–22:17Servant, he's the royal protégé.
  266. 22:17–22:23Do whatever he may say, and you shall have good fish and flesh to eat.
  267. 22:23–22:28for when dogs have all the fish and the flesh that they can wish.
  268. 22:28–22:31Even Karrion seems to them no longer sweet.
  269. 22:31–22:33Courtier.
  270. 22:33–22:35Mistress Vasantasina.
  271. 22:35–22:38The girdle drooping low upon your hips.
  272. 22:38–22:41Flashes as brilliant as the shining stars.
  273. 22:41–22:44The wondrous terror of your fleeing Mars.
  274. 22:44–22:46Your charms.
  275. 22:46–22:47For Red Reelgar.
  276. 22:47–22:49Loosened.
  277. 22:49–22:50Slips.
  278. 22:50–22:52As on an imaged god.
  279. 22:52–22:58From cheek and lips, sansth, we're chasing you with all our mane and mite.
  280. 22:58–23:02As dogs are jackal when they hunt and find it.
  281. 23:02–23:05But you are quick and nimble in your flight.
  282. 23:05–23:09And sh teal my heart with all the roots that bind it.
  283. 23:09–23:16Palavaka, Paravratika, Meshda, Amen, Amen.
  284. 23:16–23:18Don't be a coward.
  285. 23:18–23:22Madhavika, Madhavika,
  286. 23:22–23:26Nothing. Fool. She is calling her servants.
  287. 23:26–23:30Masha, is she calling a woman?
  288. 23:30–23:37Why? Of course. Women. I kill hundreds of, M. I'm a brave man.
  289. 23:37–23:45Seeing that no one answers. Alas, how comes it that my very servants have fallen away from me?
  290. 23:45–23:49I shall have to defend myself by mother with.
  291. 23:49–23:51Don't stop the search.
  292. 23:51–23:52Shgral.
  293. 23:52–23:54Vasantasena.
  294. 23:54–23:57Shgral for your cuckoo parabritica.
  295. 23:57–24:01Or for your Blossom palavaca, or for all the month of May.
  296. 24:01–24:04Who's going to save you when I'm chasing you?
  297. 24:04–24:07Yshpeak of Bimasena.
  298. 24:07–24:08Or the shon.
  299. 24:08–24:10Of Jamadanyi.
  300. 24:10–24:12That thrice mighty one?
  301. 24:12–24:13The ten-necked ogre?
  302. 24:13–24:15Shon of Kuntife?
  303. 24:15–24:17Just look at me.
  304. 24:17–24:38My 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.
  305. 24:38–24:41Sir, I am a weak woman.
  306. 24:41–24:47That is why you are still alive. That is why you're not murdered.
  307. 24:47–25:00Aside. Oh, his very courtesy frightens me. Thumb, I will try this. Allowed. Sir, what do you expect from this pursuit? My jewels?
  308. 25:00–25:02विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  309. 25:02–25:04विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  310. 25:04–25:06विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  311. 25:06–25:08विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  312. 25:08–25:10विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  313. 25:10–25:12विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  314. 25:12–25:14विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  315. 25:14–25:16विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  316. 25:16–25:19Vasudeva. You must love me."
  317. 25:19–25:27Indignantly, heavens, you weary me. Come, leave me. Your words are an insult.
  318. 25:27–25:36Laughing and clapping his hands. Look, Masha, look. The courtesan's daughter is mighty affectionate with me.
  319. 25:36–25:40Isn't she? Here she says, Come on.
  320. 25:40–25:43Heavens! You're weary. You're tired.
  321. 25:43–25:48No. I haven't been walking to another village or another city.
  322. 25:48–25:50No. Little mistresses.
  323. 25:50–25:53I shware by the gentleman's head.
  324. 25:53–25:56I shware by my own feet.
  325. 25:56–26:02It's only by chasing about at your heels that I've grown tired and weary.
  326. 26:02–26:04Aside. What?
  327. 26:04–26:08Is it possible that the idiot does not understand when she says,
  328. 26:08–26:11You wary me?
  329. 26:11–26:12Allowed.
  330. 26:12–26:13Vasantasina.
  331. 26:13–26:17Your words have no place in the dwelling of a courtesan.
  332. 26:17–26:19Which, as you know,
  333. 26:19–26:21is friend to every youth.
  334. 26:21–26:22Remember,
  335. 26:22–26:24you are common as the flower
  336. 26:24–26:27that grows beside the road.
  337. 26:27–26:28In bitter truth,
  338. 26:28–26:30your body has its price.
  339. 26:30–26:32Your beauty's dower
  340. 26:32–26:34is his.
  341. 26:34–26:41who pays the market's current rate, then serve the man you love, and him you hate. And again,
  342. 26:41–26:48the wisest Brahmin and the meanest fool, bathed in the self-same pool. Beneath the peacock,
  343. 26:49–26:57flowering plants bend low, no less beneath the crow, the Brahmin, warrior, merchant.
  344. 26:57–27:05Sail along with all the vulgar throng. You are the pool, the flowering plant, the boat,
  345. 27:05–27:13and on your beauty every man may do't. Yet true love would be won by virtue, not violence.
  346. 27:13–27:20But, Masha, ever since the slave wench went into the park where Kama's temple stands,
  347. 27:20–27:23She has been in love with a poor man.
  348. 27:23–27:24With Charudatta.
  349. 27:24–27:27And she doesn't love me anymore.
  350. 27:27–27:29His house is to the left.
  351. 27:29–27:33Look out and don't let her slip out of our hands."
  352. 27:33–27:34Aside.
  353. 27:34–27:35Poor fool.
  354. 27:35–27:39He has said the very thing he should have concealed.
  355. 27:39–27:42So Vasantasena is in love with Charudatta.
  356. 27:42–27:44The proverb is right.
  357. 27:44–27:46Pearl suits with pearl.
  358. 27:46–27:47Well.
  359. 27:47–27:49I have had enough of this fool.
  360. 27:49–27:53Allowed. Did you say the good merchant's house was to the left?
  361. 27:53–27:55You jackass.
  362. 27:55–27:58Yes. His house is to the left.
  363. 27:58–28:04Aside. Oh, wonderful. If his house is really at my left hand,
  364. 28:04–28:09then the scoundrel has helped me in the very act of hurting me.
  365. 28:09–28:12For he has guided me to my law.
  366. 28:12–28:18But, Meshda, it's pitch dark and it's like hunting for a grain of soot in a pile of spotted
  367. 28:18–28:20beans.
  368. 28:20–28:24Now you sheave a Santa-sena and now you don't.
  369. 28:24–28:26Pitch dark it is indeed.
  370. 28:26–28:33The sudden darkness seems to steal the keenness of my sight, my open eyes.
  371. 28:33–28:37As with a seal, a closed by blackest night.
  372. 28:37–28:38And again?
  373. 28:38–28:40Darkness anoints my body.
  374. 28:40–28:42And the sky.
  375. 28:42–28:46Outsointment of thick darkness, till mine eye
  376. 28:46–28:49Is all unprofitable grown to me
  377. 28:49–28:52Like service done to them who cheat and lie
  378. 28:52–28:56Meshda, I'm looking for Vicentacina
  379. 28:56–29:00Is there anything you can trace her by, Jackass?
  380. 29:00–29:04Like what? For instance
  381. 29:04–29:10Like the tinkling of her jewels, for instance, or the fragrance of her garlands
  382. 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."
  383. 29:20–29:22To Vasantasina.
  384. 29:22–29:23Aside.
  385. 29:23–29:25Vasantasina.
  386. 29:25–29:26T is true.
  387. 29:26–29:28The night is dark.
  388. 29:28–29:30Oh, timid maid.
  389. 29:30–29:33And like the lightning hidden in the cloud.
  390. 29:33–29:35You are not seen.
  391. 29:35–29:37Yet you will be betrayed.
  392. 29:37–29:40by fragrant garlands and by anklets loud.
  393. 29:40–29:41Have you heard me?
  394. 29:41–29:43Vasantasina.
  395. 29:43–29:45To herself.
  396. 29:45–29:46Heard and understood.
  397. 29:46–29:53She removes the ankle rings, lays aside the garlands, and takes a few steps.
  398. 29:53–29:57Feeling her way, I can feel the wall of the house.
  399. 29:57–29:59And here is the side entrance.
  400. 29:59–30:00But alas!
  401. 30:00–30:07Yes, my fingers tell me that the door is shut. Charo ditta, who is within the house? Come read,
  402. 30:07–30:12my prayer is done. Go now and offer sacrifice to the mothers.
  403. 30:12–30:15No, I'm not going.
  404. 30:15–30:22Alas, the poor man's kinsmen do not heed his will. The friends who loved him once. Now
  405. 30:22–30:30now stand afar, his sorrows multiply, his strength is kneel, behold, his character's bright shining
  406. 30:30–30:38star fades like the waning moon, and deeds of ill, that others do, are counted to him
  407. 30:38–30:39still.
  408. 30:39–30:43And again, no man holds converse with him.
  409. 30:43–30:49None will greet, with due respect the poor man when they meet, where rich men hold
  410. 30:49–30:50a feast.
  411. 30:50–30:57If he draw near, he meets with scornful looks for looks of cheer, where vulgar thrones are
  412. 30:57–30:58gathered.
  413. 30:58–31:03T is the same, his scanty raiment wakes his heartfelt shame.
  414. 31:03–31:06Five are the deadly sins we knew before.
  415. 31:06–31:10Alas, I find the sixth is to be poor.
  416. 31:10–31:19And yet again, ah, poverty, I pity thee, that so, to me thou clingest, as thy dearest
  417. 31:19–31:27end, when my poor life has met its woeful end. I sadly wonder, wither thou wilt go."
  418. 31:27–31:34Betraying his embarrassment, well, comrade, if I must go, at least let Radhanika go with
  419. 31:34–31:36me, to keep me company.
  420. 31:36–31:40Radhanika, you are to accompany Maitreya.
  421. 31:40–31:48Yes, sir. Maitreya, mistress Radhanika, do you take the offering and the candle
  422. 31:48–31:56while I open the side door. He does so. It seems as if the door took pity on me and opened
  423. 31:56–32:06off itself. I will lose no time. But enter. She looks in. What? A candle? Oh dear. Oh dear.
  424. 32:06–32:13She puts it out with her skirt and enters. What was that, Maitreya?
  425. 32:13–32:18I opened the side door and the wind came through all in a lump and blew out the candle.
  426. 32:18–32:20Suppose you go out by the side door.
  427. 32:20–32:25Radunika, and I will follow as soon as I have gone into the courtyard and lighted the candle
  428. 32:25–32:26again.
  429. 32:26–32:27Exit.
  430. 32:27–32:32Meshda, Meshda, I'm looking for the Santicina.
  431. 32:32–32:35Keep on looking, keep on looking.
  432. 32:35–32:37There's so.
  433. 32:37–32:42Meshda, Meshda, I've caught her, I've caught her.
  434. 32:42–32:44Idiot! You've caught me!
  435. 32:44–32:47You stand right here! Masha!
  436. 32:47–32:50And S-H-T-A-Y where you're put!
  437. 32:50–32:53He renews the search and seizes the servant!
  438. 32:53–32:55Masha! Masha!
  439. 32:55–32:58I've caught her! I've caught her!
  440. 32:58–33:01Master! You've caught me! You're servant!
  441. 33:02–33:06Masha here! Shervant here! Masha!
  442. 33:06–33:09Shervant! Shervant! Masha!
  443. 33:09–33:17Now, Sh-t-a-y, where you're put. Both of you. He renews the search and sees as Radanika by the hair.
  444. 33:17–33:29Masha. Masha. Fish time, I've caught her. I've caught Vasantasena. Through the black knight she fled. Fled she. Her garlands schmell betrayed her.
  445. 33:29–33:35Like Chanakya caught Draupadi. I caught her hair and stayed her.
  446. 33:35–33:42Ah! Proud to be so young, so fair! Too high thy love must not aspire,
  447. 33:42–33:48for now thy blossom fragrant hair, that merits richest gems and rare,
  448. 33:48–33:54serves but to drag thee through the mire. I've got your head, girl!
  449. 33:54–33:59Got it tight! By the hair, the locks, and the curls!
  450. 33:59–34:112. Now SH cream. Squeak. Shrawl with all your might. Shiva. Ishvara. Shankara. Shamhu. Quote.
  451. 34:11–34:16In Terra, oh, sirs, what does this mean?
  452. 34:16–34:26You jackass. It's another voice. Masha. The wench has changed her voice. The way a cat changes her voice.
  453. 34:26–34:29when she wants this home cream of curdled milk.
  454. 34:30–34:31Change to voice.
  455. 34:31–34:33Strange.
  456. 34:33–34:35Yet why so strange?
  457. 34:35–34:37She trod the stage.
  458. 34:37–34:39She learned the arts.
  459. 34:39–34:41She studied to deceive our hearts,
  460. 34:41–34:44and now she practices her parts.
  461. 34:45–34:47Enter Maytraya.
  462. 34:48–34:50Look, in the gentle evening breeze,
  463. 34:50–34:52the flame of the candle is fluttering
  464. 34:52–34:55like the heart of a goat that goes to the altar.
  465. 34:56–35:00He approaches and discovers Radanaka.
  466. 35:00–35:02विस्टरस रडनेका
  467. 35:02–35:06मश्टर, मश्टर, अमन, अमन
  468. 35:06–35:15This is right. This is perfectly right. That stranger should force their way into the house. Just because Charodata is poor.
  469. 35:15–35:19Oh, my Traya. See how they insult me.
  470. 35:20–35:24What? Insult you? No, they are insulting us.
  471. 35:24–35:28Very well. They are insulting you, then.
  472. 35:29–35:31But they aren't using violence?
  473. 35:31–35:33Yes. Yes.
  474. 35:34–35:35Really?
  475. 35:35–35:37Really?
  476. 35:37–35:53Raising 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.
  477. 35:53–35:57Have mercy, oh great Brahmin. Have mercy.
  478. 35:57–36:01Discovers the courtier. He is not the sinner.
  479. 36:01–36:05Discovers sansphanaka. Ah, here is the sinner.
  480. 36:05–36:07Well, you brother-in-law to the king.
  481. 36:07–36:11Sansphanaka, you scoundrel, you coward.
  482. 36:11–36:14This is perfectly proper, isn't it?
  483. 36:14–36:17Charada the good is a poor man now, true,
  484. 36:17–36:20but are not his virtues an ornament to Ujaini.
  485. 36:20–36:24And so men break into his house and insult his servants.
  486. 36:24–36:30Insult not him, laid low by poverty, for none are counted poor by mighty fate.
  487. 36:30–36:36Yet he who falls from virtue's high estate, though he be rich, no man as poor as he.
  488. 36:37–36:43Betraying his embarrassment. Have mercy. Oh great Brahmin, have mercy.
  489. 36:43–36:49We intended no insolence. We merely mistook this lady for another.
  490. 36:49–36:52For we sought an amorous maiden.
  491. 36:52–36:54What, this one?
  492. 36:54–36:56Heaven forbid!
  493. 36:56–37:00One whose youth is in the guidance of her own sweet will.
  494. 37:00–37:04She disappeared, unconscious of the truth.
  495. 37:04–37:07We did what seems a purpose deed of ill.
  496. 37:07–37:12I pray you, accept this all in all of humblest supplication.
  497. 37:12–37:19He drops his sword, folds his hands, and falls at Maitreya's feet.
  498. 37:19–37:21Good man, rise, rise.
  499. 37:21–37:26When I reviled you, I did not know you. Now I know you and I ask your pardon.
  500. 37:27–37:32It is I who should ask pardon. I will rise on one condition.
  501. 37:33–37:34And that is...
  502. 37:35–37:38That you will not tell Charodata what has happened here.
  503. 37:39–37:40I will be silent.
  504. 37:41–37:49Brahmin! This gracious act of thine! I bow my neck to bear. For never could this sword of mine
  505. 37:49–38:01with virtue's steel compare indignantly. But, Masha, what makes you fold your hands show helplessly and fall at the feet of fishmanican?
  506. 38:01–38:05I was afraid. What were you afraid of?
  507. 38:05–38:08Of Charodata's virtues.
  508. 38:08–38:15Virtues? He? You can go into his house and not find a thing to eat.
  509. 38:15–38:24No. No. His loving kindness unto such as we has brought him low at last. From him could
  510. 38:24–38:32no man learn what insults be. Or ear his wealth was passed. This well-filled pool, that in
  511. 38:32–38:38its summer day, gave others drink. It self is dried away.
  512. 38:38–38:45Impatiently. Who is the shun of a slave wench anyway? Brave Shvataketu is he. Pandu's
  513. 38:45–38:53child, or rather's Sean, the ten-necked loge wild, or Indra-data, or again, is he
  514. 38:53–39:03Sean of brave Rama and of fair Kunti, or Dharma-boot, Ash-Vathaman-Bold, perhaps Jattayu's shelf, that vulture old.
  515. 39:03–39:13Fool, I will tell you who Sharu-data is. A tree of life to them whose sorrows grow. Beneath its fruit of virtue bending low,
  516. 39:13–39:31Father 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.
  517. 39:31–39:39stored. Kurtis sees essence. Honours precious horde. He doth to life its fullest meaning give.
  518. 39:39–39:46So good is he. We others breathe. Not live. Let us be gone.
  519. 39:46–39:52Without Vasantasina? Vasantasina has disappeared.
  520. 39:52–39:56How? Like sick men's strength. Or like the blind
  521. 39:56–39:58In man's sight?
  522. 39:58–39:59Like the fool's judgment.
  523. 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.
  524. 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.
  525. 40:29–40:37depart. And if you haven't won? Depart. If you're going, go along. I'm not going.
  526. 40:37–40:41Very well. I will go. Exit.
  527. 40:41–40:48Mashed is gone. Sure enough. To my trayor. Well, you man with the head that looks like
  528. 40:48–40:53a carrot. You mannequin. Take a sheet. Take a sheet.
  529. 40:53–40:57We have already been invited to take a seat.
  530. 40:57–40:58By whom?
  531. 40:58–41:04By destiny Stand up, then, stand up
  532. 41:04–41:06We shall When?
  533. 41:06–41:12When fate is kind again Weep, then, weep
  534. 41:12–41:15We have wept Who made you?
  535. 41:15–41:20Poverty Laugh, then, laugh
  536. 41:20–41:23Laugh we shall When?
  537. 41:23–41:26When chara dhāda is happy once more
  538. 41:26–41:32You mannequin! Give poor little Charodata fish mess-hague from me!"
  539. 41:32–41:38Fish went with golden ornaments and golden jewels. Fish female SHTH manager looking after
  540. 41:38–41:45the rehearsal of a new play. Fish for Santacena! She has been in love with you ever since
  541. 41:45–41:51she went into the park where karma's temple stands. And when we tried to conciliate
  542. 41:51–41:58her by force. She went into your house. Now if you send her away your shelf and hand her
  543. 41:58–42:06over to me. If you restore her at once. Without any lawsuit in court. Then I'll be friends
  544. 42:06–42:12with you forever. But if you don't restore her. There will be a fight to the death.
  545. 42:12–42:19Remember. Shmira Pumpkin SH Talk with Kow Dung. Keep your vegetables dried. Cook your
  546. 42:19–42:26rice in winter evenings. And be sure your meat is fried. Then let, em stand, and they
  547. 42:26–42:33will not. Bothers homely schmel and rot. Tell it to him pritally. Tell it to him craftily.
  548. 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
  549. 42:38–42:44own palace. If you say it different. I'll chew your head like an apple caught in
  550. 42:44–42:46the crack of a door.
  551. 42:46–42:49Very well. I shall tell him.
  552. 42:49–42:54Aside. Tell me, Shervant. Is Masha really gone?
  553. 42:54–42:56Yes, sir.
  554. 42:56–43:00Then we will go as quickly as we can.
  555. 43:00–43:03Then take your sword, Master.
  556. 43:03–43:05You can keep it.
  557. 43:05–43:10Here it is, Master. Take your sword, Master.
  558. 43:10–43:15Taking it by the wrong end. My shwerd, red as a radish skin,
  559. 43:15–43:20Nair finds the time to molder. She how it sheleeps its sheath within.
  560. 43:20–43:25I put it on my shoulder. While Cursan bitches yellp at me.
  561. 43:25–43:30I roam like a hunted jackal. Home.
  562. 43:30–43:35Sansternaka and the Servant walk about. Their necks ant.
  563. 43:35–43:40Mistress Radhanika, you must not tell good chara dhata of this outrage.
  564. 43:40–43:45I am sure you would only add to the poor man's sorrows.
  565. 43:45–43:50Good Maitreya, you know Radhanika. Her lips are sealed.
  566. 43:50–43:52So be it.
  567. 43:52–43:57To Vasantasina, Radhanika, Rohasina likes the fresh air.
  568. 43:57–44:00But he will be cold in the evening chill.
  569. 44:00–44:05Pray bring him into the house and cover him with this mantle.
  570. 44:05–44:07He gives her the mantle.
  571. 44:08–44:12To herself. See. He thinks I am his servant.
  572. 44:12–44:16She takes the mantle and perceives its perfume.
  573. 44:16–44:19Oddly to herself. Oh, beautiful.
  574. 44:19–44:22The mantle is fragrant with jasmine.
  575. 44:22–44:27His youthful days are not wholly indifferent to the pleasures of the world.
  576. 44:27–44:32She wraps it about her. Without letting Charodattasi.
  577. 44:32–44:39Come, Radha Nika, take Roha Sinha and enter the heart of the house.
  578. 44:39–44:45To herself, Ahmi unhappy, that have little part or lot in your heart.
  579. 44:45–44:50Come, Radha Nika, will you not even answer?
  580. 44:50–44:58Alas, when man once sees that miserable day, when fate almighty sweeps his wealth away,
  581. 44:58–45:00ancient friendships will no longer be
  582. 45:00–45:04नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक अछि।
  583. 45:04–45:05नाटक अछि।
  584. 45:05–45:06नाटक अछि।
  585. 45:06–45:07नाटक अछि।
  586. 45:07–45:08नाटक अछि।
  587. 45:08–45:09नाटक अछि।
  588. 45:09–45:10नाटक अछि।
  589. 45:10–45:11नाटक अछि।
  590. 45:11–45:12नाटक अछि।
  591. 45:12–45:13नाटक अछि।
  592. 45:13–45:14नाटक अछि।
  593. 45:14–45:15नाटक अछि।
  594. 45:15–45:16नाटक अछि।
  595. 45:16–45:19Thus cleaning, desecrated.
  596. 45:19–45:23To herself, say rather, consecrated.
  597. 45:23–45:29Until she sees the crescent moon, with clouds of water mated.
  598. 45:29–45:34Fifty-four but no, I may not gaze upon another's wife.
  599. 45:34–45:39Oh! You need not fear that you are looking at another man's wife.
  600. 45:39–45:45This is Vasantasina, who has been in love with you ever since she saw you in the garden where Kama's temple stands.
  601. 45:45–45:54dance. What? This is Wusentesina, aside, my love for whom, my fortune spent my wretched
  602. 45:54–46:02self in tween has rent. Light cowards' anger inward bent. My friend, that brother in law
  603. 46:02–46:10of the king says, Well? This wench with golden ornaments and golden jewels. This female
  604. 46:10–46:16stage manager looking after the rehearsal of a new play. This vasantasina, she has been
  605. 46:16–46:22in love with you ever since she went into the park where Kamas temple stands and when
  606. 46:22–46:29we tried to conciliate her by force, she went into your house to herself tried to conciliate
  607. 46:29–46:36me by force truly I'm honored by these words now if you send her away yourself
  608. 46:36–46:43and hand her over to me. If you restore her at once, without any lawsuit in court, then
  609. 46:43–46:49I'll be friends with you forever. Otherwise, there will be a fight to the death.
  610. 46:49–46:56Contemptuously. He is a fool. To himself. How is this maiden worthy of the worship that
  611. 46:56–47:04we pay a goddess? For now although I bury her enter, yet she seeks to spare my poverty,
  612. 47:04–47:08Now enters here, though men are known to her.
  613. 47:08–47:14Yet all she speaks, contains no word to wound the modest ear.
  614. 47:14–47:16Allowed.
  615. 47:16–47:18Mistress Vasantasina.
  616. 47:18–47:22I have unwittingly made myself guilty of an offense.
  617. 47:22–47:26For I greeted as a servant one whom I did not recognize.
  618. 47:26–47:30I bend my neck to ask your pardon.
  619. 47:30–47:33It is I who have offended by this unseemly intrusion.
  620. 47:33–47:37I bow my head to seek your forgiveness.
  621. 47:37–47:42Yes, with your pretty bows you too have knocked your heads together, till they look like a
  622. 47:42–47:44couple of rice fields.
  623. 47:44–47:49I also bow my head like a camel colts knee and beseech you both to stand up.
  624. 47:49–47:52He does so, then rises.
  625. 47:52–47:58Very well, let us no longer trouble ourselves with conventions.
  626. 47:58–47:59To herself.
  627. 47:59–48:01What a delightfully clever hint.
  628. 48:01–48:05But it would hardly be proper to spend the night.
  629. 48:05–48:07Considering how I came hither.
  630. 48:07–48:10Well, I will at least say this much.
  631. 48:10–48:14Allowed, if I am to receive thus much of your favour.
  632. 48:14–48:19Sir, I should be glad to leave these jewels in your house.
  633. 48:19–48:24It was for the sake of the jewels that those scoundrels pursued me.
  634. 48:24–48:28This house is not worthy of the trust.
  635. 48:28–48:30You mistake, sir.
  636. 48:30–48:34It is to men that treasures are entrusted, not to houses.
  637. 48:34–48:39Maitreya, will you receive the jewels?
  638. 48:39–48:41I am much indebted to you.
  639. 48:41–48:44She hands him the jewels.
  640. 48:44–48:47Receiving them, heaven bless you, madam.
  641. 48:47–48:48Fool!
  642. 48:48–48:51They are only entrusted to us.
  643. 48:51–48:53Aside!
  644. 48:53–48:56Then the thieves may take them, for all I care.
  645. 48:56–48:59In a very short time.
  646. 48:59–49:08she has entrusted to us belongs to us. I shall restore them. I should be grateful, sir, if
  647. 49:08–49:16this gentle man would accompany me home. My Tria, pray accompany our guest. She walks
  648. 49:16–49:22as gracefully as a female swan, and you are the gay flamingo to accompany her, but I am
  649. 49:22–49:27only a poor Brahmin, and wherever I go, the people will fall upon me just as dogs will
  650. 49:27–49:31snap at a victim dragged to the crossroads.
  651. 49:31–49:39Very well. I will accompany her myself. Let the torches be lighted to ensure our safety
  652. 49:39–49:41on the highway.
  653. 49:41–49:45Vardamanaka, light the torches.
  654. 49:45–49:50Aside to Matria, what, light torches without oil?
  655. 49:50–49:54Aside to Charodata, these torches of ours are like courtesans who despise their poor
  656. 49:54–49:58They won't light up unless you feed them.
  657. 49:58–49:59Enough.
  658. 50:00–50:30विमाइच्रिया, विनीद नोटोचना, सी, विःाव लाम्प अपन दे किंज़्ाईवे, अटेनदद बाव विचार-विमर्शक रेक।, अदेद पाव विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद व
  659. 50:30–50:34We have reached your home. Pray enter.
  660. 50:34–50:39Vasantasena gazes ardently at him. Then exit.
  661. 50:39–50:46Comrade, Vasantasena is gone. Come. Let us go home.
  662. 50:46–50:53All creatures from the highway take their flight. The watchmen pace their rounds before our sight.
  663. 50:53–51:01To forestall treachery is just and right. For many sins find shelter in the night.
  664. 51:01–51:09He walks about, and you shall guard this golden casket by night, and Vardamanaka by day.
  665. 51:09–51:12Very well, Exe and Amba.
  666. 51:12–51:17Enter a maid.
  667. 51:17–51:21I am sent with a message to my mistress by her mother.
  668. 51:21–51:37I 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.
  669. 51:37–51:43Then appear the love-lawn Vasanticina, Cetid, and Medanica.
  670. 51:43–51:47Well, girl, and then.
  671. 51:47–51:50But Mistress, you were not speaking of anything.
  672. 51:50–51:52What do you mean?
  673. 51:52–51:55Why, what did I say?
  674. 51:55–51:57You said, and then.
  675. 51:57–51:59Puckering her brows.
  676. 51:59–52:03Oh, yes, so I did.
  677. 52:03–52:04Approaching.
  678. 52:04–52:08Mistress, your mother sends word that you should bathe and then offer worship to the
  679. 52:08–52:11gods.
  680. 52:11–52:16You may tell my mother that I shall not take the ceremonial bath today.
  681. 52:16–52:19A Brahmin must offer worship in my place.
  682. 52:19–52:22Yes, Mistress!
  683. 52:22–52:23Exet!
  684. 52:23–52:30My dear mistress, it is love, not naughtiness, that asks the question, but what does this
  685. 52:30–52:31mean?
  686. 52:31–52:36Tell me, Mother Nika, how do I seem to you?
  687. 52:36–52:42My mistress is so absent minded that I know her heart is filled with longing for somebody.
  688. 52:42–52:48Well guessed, my mother Nika is quick to fathom another's heart.
  689. 52:48–52:55I am very, very glad, yes, Kamar is indeed mighty, and his great festival is welcome
  690. 52:55–52:56when one is young.
  691. 52:56–53:03But tell me, mistress, is it a king, or a king's favourite, whom you worship?
  692. 53:03–53:07Girl, I wish to love, not to worship.
  693. 53:07–53:14Is it a Brahmin that excites your passion, some youths distinguished for very particular learning?
  694. 53:14–53:18A Brahmin I should have to reverence.
  695. 53:18–53:24Or is it some young merchant, grown enormously wealthy from visiting many cities?
  696. 53:24–53:30A merchant, girl, must go to other countries and leave you behind.
  697. 53:30–53:36no matter how much you love him and the separation makes you very sad.
  698. 53:36–53:45It isn't a king, nor a favourite, nor a Brahman, nor a merchant. Who is it then that the princess loves?
  699. 53:45–53:51Girl, girl, you went with me to the park where Karma's temple stands?
  700. 53:51–53:59Yes, mistress. And yet you ask, as if you were a perfect stranger.
  701. 53:59–54:04Now I know, is it the man who comforted you when you asked to be protected?
  702. 54:05–54:07Well, what was his name?
  703. 54:08–54:11Why? He lives in the merchant's quarter.
  704. 54:12–54:14But I asked you for his name.
  705. 54:15–54:18His name, Mistress, is a good woman in itself.
  706. 54:19–54:20His name is Charuditta.
  707. 54:21–54:24Joyfully, good, mother Nika, good.
  708. 54:25–54:26You have guessed it.
  709. 54:26–54:34Aside, so much for that, aloud, mistress, they say he is poor.
  710. 54:34–54:37That is the very reason why I love him.
  711. 54:37–54:43For a cortisan who sets her heart on a poor man is blameless in the eyes of the world.
  712. 54:43–54:50But mistress, do the butterflies visit the mango tree when its blossoms have fallen?
  713. 54:50–54:54That is just why we call that sort of a girl a butterfly.
  714. 54:54–54:59Well, Mistress, if you love him, why don't you go and visit him at once?
  715. 55:00–55:02नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  716. 55:02–55:04नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  717. 55:04–55:06नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  718. 55:06–55:08नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  719. 55:08–55:10नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  720. 55:10–55:12नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  721. 55:12–55:14नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  722. 55:14–55:20the reason why you left your jewels with him? You have guessed it, a voice behind the
  723. 55:20–55:29scenes. Oh, sir, a shampooer owes me ten gold pieces. And he got away from us. Hold him,
  724. 55:29–55:36hold him, to the fleeing shampooer. Stop, stop. I see you from here. Enter hurriedly
  725. 55:36–55:38a frightened shampooer.
  726. 55:38–55:46Oh! Confound this gambling business. Freed from its tether. The ace I might better say.
  727. 55:46–55:54Ask, how it kicks me. And the cast of the dice called the, spear. Proves true to its name.
  728. 55:54–56:01For it sticks me. The keeper's whole attention. Was busy with the score. So it took no great
  729. 56:01–56:09invention to vanish through the door. But I cannot stand forever in the unprotected street.
  730. 56:09–56:15Is there no one to deliver? I would fall before his feet. While the keeper and the gambler
  731. 56:15–56:20are looking somewhere else for me, I'll just walk backwards into this empty temple and turn
  732. 56:20–56:25goddess. He makes all sorts of gestures, takes his place, and waits.
  733. 56:27–56:29Enter Matero and the Gambler.
  734. 56:29–56:39Oh, sir, a shampoo rose me ten gold pieces, and he got away from us. Hold him, hold him,
  735. 56:39–56:47stop, stop, I see you from here. You may run to hell, if they'll take you in. With Indra,
  736. 56:47–56:54the god, you may stay, for there's never a god can save your skin. While Matura wants his pay.
  737. 56:54–57:03Oh, wither flee you, nimble rambler, you that cheat an honest gambler, you that shake with fear and
  738. 57:03–57:10shiver, all a tremble, all a quiver, you that cannot trip enough. On the level ground and rough,
  739. 57:10–57:19you that stain your social station, family, and reputation. Examining the footprints,
  740. 57:19–57:23Here he goes, and here the tracks are lost.
  741. 57:23–57:25Gaze is at the footprints.
  742. 57:25–57:32Reflectively, look, the feet are turned around, and the temple hasn't any image.
  743. 57:32–57:36After a moment's thought, that rogue of a shampoor has gone into the temple with his
  744. 57:36–57:39feet turned around.
  745. 57:39–57:41Let's follow him.
  746. 57:41–57:47Alright, they enter the temple and take a good look, then make signs to each other.
  747. 57:47–58:03What, 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.
  748. 58:03–58:31Trying 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.
  749. 58:31–58:37My turn, my turn. Not much, it's my turn.
  750. 58:37–58:42Coming up quickly from behind. Isn't it my turn?
  751. 58:42–58:50We've got our man. Seizing him. You jailbird, you're caught. Pay me my ten gold pieces.
  752. 58:50–58:53I'll pay you this very day.
  753. 58:53–58:55Pay me this very minute.
  754. 58:55–58:58I'll pay you. Only have mercy.
  755. 58:58–59:02Come, will you pay me now?
  756. 59:02–59:04My head is getting dizzy.
  757. 59:04–59:05He falls to the ground.
  758. 59:05–59:08The others beat him with all their might.
  759. 59:08–59:11They're drawing the gambler's ring.
  760. 59:11–59:15You're bound by the gambler's ring.
  761. 59:15–59:16Rises.
  762. 59:16–59:17Despairingly.
  763. 59:17–59:18What?
  764. 59:18–59:21Bound by the gambler's ring.
  765. 59:21–59:22Confound it.
  766. 59:22–59:25That is a limit which we gamblers can't pass.
  767. 59:25–59:28Where can I get the money to pay him?
  768. 59:28–59:31Well then, you must give surety.
  769. 59:31–59:33I have an idea.
  770. 59:33–59:34He nudges the gambler.
  771. 59:34–59:38I'll give you half, if you'll forgive me the other half.
  772. 59:38–59:40All right.
  773. 59:40–59:41Too matter-er.
  774. 59:41–59:43I'll give you surety for a half.
  775. 59:43–59:46You might forgive me the other half.
  776. 59:46–59:49All right. Where's the harm?
  777. 59:49–59:50Allowed.
  778. 59:50–59:52You forgave me a half, sir?
  779. 59:52–59:54Yes.
  780. 59:54–59:58to the gambler and he forgave me a half.
  781. 59:58–59:59Yes.
  782. 59:59–1:00:00Then I...
  783. 1:00:00–1:00:02I think I'll be going.
  784. 1:00:02–1:00:04Pay me my ten gold pieces.
  785. 1:00:04–1:00:06Where are you going?
  786. 1:00:06–1:00:08Look at this.
  787. 1:00:08–1:00:10Gentlemen, look at this.
  788. 1:00:10–1:00:14Here I just gave surety to one of them for a half.
  789. 1:00:14–1:00:16And the other forgave me a half.
  790. 1:00:16–1:00:18And even after that he is doneing me.
  791. 1:00:18–1:00:20Poor helpless me.
  792. 1:00:20–1:00:22Seizing him.
  793. 1:00:22–1:00:24My name is Mathura, the clever swindler.
  794. 1:00:24–1:00:28And you're not going to swindle me this time.
  795. 1:00:28–1:00:33Pay up jail bird every bit of my money and this minute to
  796. 1:00:34–1:00:36How can I pay?
  797. 1:00:36–1:00:38sell your father and pay
  798. 1:00:39–1:00:41Where can I get a father?
  799. 1:00:41–1:00:43sell your mother and pay
  800. 1:00:44–1:00:46Where can I get a mother?
  801. 1:00:46–1:00:48sell yourself and pay
  802. 1:00:49–1:00:52Have mercy lead me to the king's highway
  803. 1:00:52–1:00:54Go ahead
  804. 1:00:54–1:00:57If it must be he walks about
  805. 1:00:58–1:01:03Gentlemen, will you buy me for ten gold pieces from this gambling master?
  806. 1:01:03–1:01:06He sees a passerby and calls out.
  807. 1:01:06–1:01:07What is that?
  808. 1:01:07–1:01:10You wish to know what I can do.
  809. 1:01:10–1:01:12I will be your house servant.
  810. 1:01:12–1:01:13What?
  811. 1:01:13–1:01:15He has gone without even answering.
  812. 1:01:15–1:01:18Well, here's another.
  813. 1:01:18–1:01:19I'll speak to him.
  814. 1:01:19–1:01:21He repeats his offer.
  815. 1:01:21–1:01:22What?
  816. 1:01:22–1:01:25This one too takes no notice of me.
  817. 1:01:25–1:01:26He is gone.
  818. 1:01:26–1:01:27Confound it.
  819. 1:01:27–1:01:31I've had hard luck ever since Charodata lost his fortune.
  820. 1:01:32–1:01:33Will you pay?
  821. 1:01:34–1:01:35How can I pay?
  822. 1:01:36–1:01:37He falls down.
  823. 1:01:37–1:01:39Mathura drags him about.
  824. 1:01:39–1:01:41Good gentleman!
  825. 1:01:41–1:01:43Save me! Save me!
  826. 1:01:43–1:01:44Enter Dada Raka.
  827. 1:01:45–1:01:46Yes.
  828. 1:01:46–1:01:49Gambling is a kingdom without a throne.
  829. 1:01:49–1:01:51You do not mind defeat at all.
  830. 1:01:51–1:01:54Greater the sums you spend and win.
  831. 1:01:54–1:01:56While kingly revenues roll in.
  832. 1:01:56–1:02:04Rich men, like slaves, before you fall, and again, you earn your coin by gambling.
  833. 1:02:04–1:02:12Your friends and wife by gambling. Your gifts and food by gambling. Your last cent goes by gambling.
  834. 1:02:12–1:02:18And again, my cash was taken by the tray. The deuce then took my health away.
  835. 1:02:18–1:02:24The ace then set me on the street. The fore completed my defeat.
  836. 1:02:24–1:02:42He looks before him. Here comes Mathura, our sometime gambling master. Well, as I can't escape. I think I'll put on my veil. He makes any number of gestures with his cloak. Then examines it.
  837. 1:02:42–1:02:46This cloth is sadly indigent in thread.
  838. 1:02:46–1:02:49This lovely cloth lets in a lot of light.
  839. 1:02:49–1:02:52This cloth's protective power is nearly fled.
  840. 1:02:52–1:02:56This cloth is pretty when it's rolled up tight.
  841. 1:02:56–1:03:00Yet after all, what more could a poor saint do?
  842. 1:03:00–1:03:01For you see?
  843. 1:03:01–1:03:05One foot I've planted in the sky.
  844. 1:03:05–1:03:07The other on the ground must lie.
  845. 1:03:07–1:03:10The elevation's rather high.
  846. 1:03:10–1:03:12But the sun stands it.
  847. 1:03:12–1:03:15Why can't I... pay, pay?
  848. 1:03:15–1:03:20How can I pay? Mathura drags him about.
  849. 1:03:20–1:03:28Well, well, what is this I see? He addresses a bystander. What did you say, sir?
  850. 1:03:28–1:03:41This 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.
  851. 1:03:41–1:03:52He takes a look. Well, if this isn't that swindler, Mathura, and here is the poor saintly shampooer, a saint to be sure.
  852. 1:03:52–1:04:02Who does not hang with bended head? Rigid till set of sun. Who does not rub his back with sand? Till boils begin to run.
  853. 1:04:02–1:04:10whose shins dogs may not browse upon. As they pass him in their rambling, why should this tall and dainty man
  854. 1:04:10–1:04:19be so in love with gambling? Well, I must pacify Mathura. He approaches. How do you do?
  855. 1:04:19–1:04:28Mathura. Mathura returns the greeting. What does this mean? He owes me ten gold pieces.
  856. 1:04:28–1:04:35A mere bagatelle pulling the rolled up cloak from under Darterocka's arm.
  857. 1:04:35–1:04:44Look, gentlemen, look, the man in the ragged cloak calls ten gold pieces a mere bagatelle.
  858. 1:04:44–1:04:50My good fool, don't I risk ten gold pieces on a cast of the dice?
  859. 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?
  860. 1:04:56–1:04:59But you, you'll lose your cast.
  861. 1:04:59–1:05:00You'll lose your...
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  863. 1:05:30–1:05:38doesn't win? Then he won't pay you. This is no time for nonsense. If you say that, you
  864. 1:05:38–1:05:44can give him the money yourself. My name is Matura. I'm a swindler and I play a crooked
  865. 1:05:44–1:05:51game. And I'm not afraid of anybody. You are an immoral scoundrel. Who did you say
  866. 1:05:51–1:05:58was immoral? You're immoral. Your father is immoral. He gives the shampooer a sign
  867. 1:05:58–1:06:07to escape. You cur, that is just the way that you gamble. That is the way I gamble? Come,
  868. 1:06:07–1:06:15Shampooer, pay me my ten gold pieces. I'll pay you this very day. I'll pay it once.
  869. 1:06:15–1:06:25Mathura drags him about. Fool, you may maltreat him when I am away, but not before my eyes.
  870. 1:06:25–1:06:32Mathura seizes the shampooer and hits him on the nose. The shampooer bleeds, faints, and
  871. 1:06:32–1:06:42falls flat. Dada Raka approaches and interferes. Mathura strikes Dada Raka, and Dada Raka strikes
  872. 1:06:42–1:06:43back.
  873. 1:06:43–1:06:49Oh, oh, you accursed hound. But I'll pay you for this.
  874. 1:06:49–1:06:53My good fool, I was walking peaceably along the street.
  875. 1:06:53–1:06:55And you struck me.
  876. 1:06:55–1:07:00If you strike me tomorrow in court, then you will open your eyes.
  877. 1:07:00–1:07:03Yes, I'll open my eyes.
  878. 1:07:03–1:07:06How will you open your eyes?
  879. 1:07:06–1:07:08Opening his eyes wide.
  880. 1:07:08–1:07:12This is the way I'll open my eyes.
  881. 1:07:12–1:07:19Dada Raka throws dust in Mathura's eyes and gives the shampooer a sign to escape.
  882. 1:07:19–1:07:26Mathura shuts his eyes and falls down. The Shampua escapes.
  883. 1:07:26–1:07:35Aside. I have made an enemy of the influential gambling master Matura. I had better not stay here. Besides,
  884. 1:07:35–1:07:42my good friend Shavillika told me that a young herdsman named Ayaka has been designated by a
  885. 1:07:42–1:07:50Soothsayer is our future king. Now everybody in my condition is running after him. I think I will join myself to him.
  886. 1:07:50–1:07:51Exit.
  887. 1:07:52–1:07:59Trumbles as he walks away and looks about him. Here is a house where somebody has left the side door open.
  888. 1:08:00–1:08:04I will go in. He enters and perceives Vasantasina.
  889. 1:08:04–1:08:08Madam. I throw myself upon your protection.
  890. 1:08:08–1:08:13He who throws himself upon my protection shall be safe.
  891. 1:08:13–1:08:15Close the door, girl.
  892. 1:08:15–1:08:17The meat does so.
  893. 1:08:17–1:08:19What do you fear?
  894. 1:08:19–1:08:21A creditor, madam.
  895. 1:08:21–1:08:25You may open the door now, girl.
  896. 1:08:25–1:08:26To himself.
  897. 1:08:26–1:08:27Ah.
  898. 1:08:27–1:08:32Her reasons for not fearing a creditor are in proportion to her innocence.
  899. 1:08:32–1:08:34The proverb is right.
  900. 1:08:34–1:08:37The man who knows his strength and bears a load.
  901. 1:08:37–1:08:44to that strength. Not more nor less. Is safe from stumbling and from sore distress. Although
  902. 1:08:44–1:08:49he wander on a dreary road. That means me.
  903. 1:08:49–1:08:56Wiping his eyes. To the gambler. Pay, pay. While we were quarreling with Dardaraka, sir,
  904. 1:08:56–1:09:04the man escaped. I broke that shampooers nose for him with my fist come on. Let's trace
  905. 1:09:04–1:09:11him by the blood. They do so. He went into Vasantasina's house, sir. Then that is the
  906. 1:09:11–1:09:18end of the gold pieces. Let's go to court and lodge a complaint. The swindler would
  907. 1:09:18–1:09:26leave the house and escape. No, we must besiege him and so capture him.
  908. 1:09:26–1:09:28Guna gives Madanakar a sign.
  909. 1:09:28–1:09:40When are you sir or who are you sir or who son are you sir or what is your business sir
  910. 1:09:40–1:09:43or what are you afraid of?
  911. 1:09:43–1:09:47Listen Madam my birthplace is Pataliputra.
  912. 1:09:47–1:09:51Madam I am the son of a householder.
  913. 1:09:51–1:09:54I practice the trade of a shampooer.
  914. 1:09:54–1:10:00which is a very dainty art, sir, which you have mastered.
  915. 1:10:00–1:10:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  916. 1:10:02–1:10:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  917. 1:10:04–1:10:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  918. 1:10:06–1:10:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  919. 1:10:08–1:10:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  920. 1:10:10–1:10:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  921. 1:10:12–1:10:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  922. 1:10:14–1:10:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  923. 1:10:16–1:10:22travelers tell tales, and I wanted to see new countries. And so I came here. And when
  924. 1:10:22–1:10:30I had come here to Ujjaini, I became the servant of a noble gentleman. Such a handsome, courteous
  925. 1:10:30–1:10:37gentleman. When he gave money away, he did not boast. When he was injured, he forgot
  926. 1:10:37–1:10:43it. To cut a long story short, he was so courteous that he regarded his own person
  927. 1:10:43–1:10:49as the possession of others, and had compassion on all who sought his protection.
  928. 1:10:49–1:10:54Who may it be that her dawns would jean me with the virtues which he has stolen from the
  929. 1:10:54–1:10:58object of my mistress desires?
  930. 1:10:58–1:11:00Good, girl, good.
  931. 1:11:00–1:11:04I had the same thought in mind.
  932. 1:11:04–1:11:06But to continue, sir.
  933. 1:11:06–1:11:11Madam, he was so compassionate and so generous that now
  934. 1:11:11–1:11:13His riches have vanished.
  935. 1:11:14–1:11:15I didn't say it.
  936. 1:11:15–1:11:17How did you guess it, Madam?
  937. 1:11:18–1:11:19What was there to guess?
  938. 1:11:20–1:11:22Virtue and money seldom keep company.
  939. 1:11:23–1:11:27In the pools from which men cannot drink there is so much the more water.
  940. 1:11:28–1:11:30But sir, what is his name?
  941. 1:11:31–1:11:36Madam, who does not know the name of this moon of the whole world?
  942. 1:11:36–1:11:38He lives in the merchant's quarter.
  943. 1:11:38–1:11:42He whose name is worthy of all honour is named Sharudatta.
  944. 1:11:42–1:11:45Joyfully rising from her seat.
  945. 1:11:45–1:11:48Sir, this house is your own.
  946. 1:11:48–1:11:52Give him a seat, girl, and take this fan.
  947. 1:11:52–1:11:54The gentle man is weary.
  948. 1:11:54–1:11:57Mother Nika does as she is bid.
  949. 1:11:57–1:11:58Aside.
  950. 1:11:58–1:11:59What?
  951. 1:11:59–1:12:03So much honour because I mentioned Sharudatta's name.
  952. 1:12:03–1:12:05Heaven bless you.
  953. 1:12:05–1:12:12Charidata! You are the only man in the world who really lives. All others merely breathe.
  954. 1:12:12–1:12:15He falls at Vasantasena's feet.
  955. 1:12:15–1:12:21Enough! Madam! Enough! Pray be seated! Madam!
  956. 1:12:21–1:12:26Seating herself! Where is he who is so richly your creditor, sir?
  957. 1:12:26–1:12:33The good man's wealth consists in kindly deeds. All other wealth is vain and quickly flies.
  958. 1:12:33–1:12:39The man who honors not his neighbor's needs. Does that man know what honor signifies?
  959. 1:12:40–1:12:41But to continue.
  960. 1:12:42–1:12:55So 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 10 gold pieces.
  961. 1:12:55–1:12:58I am ruined. I am robbed.
  962. 1:12:58–1:13:08There are the gambling master and the gambler. Looking for me. You have heard my story. Madam. The rest is your affair.
  963. 1:13:08–1:13:21Madanika. 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.
  964. 1:13:21–1:13:24and tell them that this gentleman sends it.
  965. 1:13:24–1:13:27She removes a bracelet from her arm
  966. 1:13:27–1:13:29and gives it to Madanika.
  967. 1:13:29–1:13:34Receiving the bracelet, yes, mistress, she goes out.
  968. 1:13:35–1:13:38I am ruined, I am robbed.
  969. 1:13:38–1:13:41Inasmuch as these two are looking up to heaven
  970. 1:13:41–1:13:43and sighing and chattering
  971. 1:13:43–1:13:46and fastening their eyes on the door,
  972. 1:13:46–1:13:49I conclude that they must be the gambling master
  973. 1:13:49–1:13:50and the gambler.
  974. 1:13:50–1:13:54Approaching, I salute you, sir.
  975. 1:13:54–1:13:57May happiness be yours.
  976. 1:13:57–1:14:01Sir, which of you is the gambling master?
  977. 1:14:01–1:14:05O maiden, fair but something less than shy,
  978. 1:14:05–1:14:08with red lip wounded in love's ardent play,
  979. 1:14:08–1:14:11on whom is bent that sweet, coquette shy,
  980. 1:14:11–1:14:14for whom that lisp that steals the heart away.
  981. 1:14:14–1:14:16I haven't got any money.
  982. 1:14:16–1:14:19You'll have to look somewhere else.
  983. 1:14:19–1:14:23You are certainly no gambler, if you talk that way.
  984. 1:14:23–1:14:25Is there anyone who owes you money?
  985. 1:14:26–1:14:30There is. He owes ten gold pieces. What of him?
  986. 1:14:31–1:14:34In his behalf my mistress sends you this bracelet.
  987. 1:14:34–1:14:38No, no, he sends it himself.
  988. 1:14:38–1:14:45Seizing it joyfully. Well, well, you may tell the noble youth that his account is squared.
  989. 1:14:45–1:14:48Let him come and seek delight again in gambling.
  990. 1:14:48–1:14:51Exiant Matura and the Gambler
  991. 1:14:52–1:14:54Returning to Vasantasina
  992. 1:14:54–1:14:55Mistress
  993. 1:14:55–1:14:59The gambling master and the gambler have gone away well-pissed
  994. 1:15:00–1:15:04दो, सर, आं कम फोट यो खिन स्वोख.
  995. 1:15:04–1:15:11Ah, madam, if it may be, these hands would gladly practice their art in your service.
  996. 1:15:11–1:15:20But sir, he for whose sake you mastered the art? Who first received your service? He should have your service still.
  997. 1:15:20–1:15:32Aside. A very pretty way to decline my services. How shall I repay her kindness? Allowed. Madam. Thus dishonored as a gambler,
  998. 1:15:32–1:15:39I shall become a Buddhist monk. And so, Madam, treasure these words in your memory.
  999. 1:15:39–1:15:48He was a Shampua. A gambler. A Buddhist monk. Sir, you must not act too precipitately.
  1000. 1:15:48–1:15:56Madam, my mind is made up. He walks about. I gambled. And in gambling I did fall.
  1001. 1:15:56–1:15:59till everyone beheld me with dismay.
  1002. 1:15:59–1:16:02Now I shall show my honest face to all,
  1003. 1:16:02–1:16:06and walk abroad upon the king's highway."
  1004. 1:16:06–1:16:10To mulchuous cries behind the scenes
  1005. 1:16:10–1:16:13Listening. What is this?
  1006. 1:16:13–1:16:14What is this?
  1007. 1:16:14–1:16:17Addressing someone behind the scenes.
  1008. 1:16:17–1:16:18What did you say?
  1009. 1:16:18–1:16:20Post-Breaker.
  1010. 1:16:20–1:16:22Versante Sena's rogue elephant.
  1011. 1:16:22–1:16:24Is at liberty.
  1012. 1:16:24–1:16:25Hurrah.
  1013. 1:16:25–1:16:36I 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.
  1014. 1:16:37–1:16:43Then enter hastily Kana Paraka, highly delighted, wearing a gorgeous mantle.
  1015. 1:16:44–1:16:47Where is she? Where is my mistress?
  1016. 1:16:47–1:16:55Insolent! What can it be that so excites you? You do not see your mistress before your very eyes.
  1017. 1:16:55–1:17:00Perceiving Vasantasina! Mistress! My service to you!
  1018. 1:17:00–1:17:05Karnpurka! Your face is beaming! What is it?
  1019. 1:17:05–1:17:12Proudly! Oh! Mistress! You missed it! You didn't see Karnapuraka's heroism today!
  1020. 1:17:12–1:17:15What? Karnpurka! What?
  1021. 1:17:15–1:17:18Listen, Postbreaker.
  1022. 1:17:18–1:17:24My mistress rogue elephant, broke the stake he was tied to, killed his keeper, and ran
  1023. 1:17:24–1:17:26into the street.
  1024. 1:17:26–1:17:30Making a terrible commotion, you should have heard the people shriek.
  1025. 1:17:30–1:17:32Take care of the babies.
  1026. 1:17:32–1:17:34As quick as you can.
  1027. 1:17:34–1:17:36And climb up a roof or a tree.
  1028. 1:17:36–1:17:40The elephant rogue wants the blood of a man.
  1029. 1:17:40–1:17:41Escape.
  1030. 1:17:41–1:17:42Run away.
  1031. 1:17:42–1:17:43Can't you see?
  1032. 1:17:43–1:17:46and how they lose their ankle rings.
  1033. 1:17:46–1:17:51Girdles, set with gems and things, break away from fastenings.
  1034. 1:17:51–1:17:57As they stumble, trip, and blunder, see the bracelets snap asunder.
  1035. 1:17:57–1:18:03Icha tangled, pearly wonder, and that rogue of an elephant dives with his trunk and his
  1036. 1:18:03–1:18:10feet and his tusks into the city of Ujjaini, as if it were a lotus pond in full flower.
  1037. 1:18:10–1:18:13At last he comes upon a Buddhist monk.
  1038. 1:18:13–1:18:19And while the man's staff and his water jar and his begging bowl fly every which way,
  1039. 1:18:19–1:18:23he drizzles water over him and gets him between his tusks.
  1040. 1:18:23–1:18:26The people see him and begin to shriek again.
  1041. 1:18:26–1:18:30Crying, oh, oh, oh, the monk is killed.
  1042. 1:18:30–1:18:31quote
  1043. 1:18:31–1:18:36Anxiously, oh, what carelessness, what carelessness.
  1044. 1:18:36–1:18:40Don't be frightened, just listen, mistress.
  1045. 1:18:40–1:18:46Then, with a big piece of the broken chain dangling about him, he picked him up, picked up the
  1046. 1:18:46–1:18:51monk between his tusks, and just then Karna Puraka saw him.
  1047. 1:18:51–1:18:52I saw him.
  1048. 1:18:52–1:18:53No.
  1049. 1:18:53–1:18:54No.
  1050. 1:18:54–1:18:59The slave who grows fat on my mistress' rice cakes saw him.
  1051. 1:18:59–1:19:03Stumbled with his left foot over a gambler's score, grabbed up an iron pole out of a
  1052. 1:19:03–1:19:07shop, and challenged the mad elephant.
  1053. 1:19:07–1:19:10Go on, go on.
  1054. 1:19:10–1:19:13I hit him, in a fit of passion.
  1055. 1:19:13–1:19:16To he really look like some great mountain peak.
  1056. 1:19:16–1:19:19And from between those tusks of his I drew.
  1057. 1:19:19–1:19:21The sacred hermit meek.
  1058. 1:19:21–1:19:25Splendid, splendid, but go on.
  1059. 1:19:25–1:19:30Then, mistress, all Ujaiini tip over to one side.
  1060. 1:19:30–1:19:32Like a ship loaded unevenly.
  1061. 1:19:32–1:19:35And you could hear nothing but hurrah.
  1062. 1:19:35–1:19:42for Karna Puraka. Then, Mistress, a man touched the places where he ought to have ornaments.
  1063. 1:19:42–1:19:49And, finding that he hadn't any, looked up, heaved a long sigh, and threw this mantle over
  1064. 1:19:49–1:19:50me.
  1065. 1:19:50–1:19:57Find out, Karnpurka, whether the mantle is perfumed with jasmine or not.
  1066. 1:19:57–1:20:00Mistress, the elephant perfume is...
  1067. 1:20:00–1:20:02So strong that I can't tell for sure.
  1068. 1:20:02–1:20:06Then look at the name.
  1069. 1:20:06–1:20:07Here is the name.
  1070. 1:20:07–1:20:09You may read it, mistress.
  1071. 1:20:09–1:20:11He hands her the mantle.
  1072. 1:20:11–1:20:12Reads.
  1073. 1:20:12–1:20:14Charu dutta.
  1074. 1:20:14–1:20:18She seizes the mantle eagerly and wraps it about her.
  1075. 1:20:18–1:20:22The mantle is very becoming to her, karmpurka.
  1076. 1:20:22–1:20:26Oh, yes, the mantle is becoming enough.
  1077. 1:20:26–1:20:29Here is your reward, karmpurka.
  1078. 1:20:29–1:20:32He gives him the gem.
  1079. 1:20:32–1:20:33Taking it and bowing low.
  1080. 1:20:33–1:20:37Now the mantle is most wonderfully becoming.
  1081. 1:20:37–1:20:41Karnapuraka, where is Charuditta now?
  1082. 1:20:41–1:20:44He started to go home along this very street.
  1083. 1:20:44–1:20:50Come, girl, let us go to the upper balcony and see Charuditta.
  1084. 1:20:50–1:20:55Exceint Omnus.
  1085. 1:20:55–1:20:59Enter Charudatta's servant, Vardamanaka.
  1086. 1:20:59–1:21:07A master, kindly and benevolent, his servants love, however poor he be, the purse proud, with
  1087. 1:21:07–1:21:10a will on harshness bent.
  1088. 1:21:10–1:21:12Pays service in the coin of cruelty.
  1089. 1:21:12–1:21:16And again, a bullock greedy for a feast of corn.
  1090. 1:21:16–1:21:21You never can prevent a wife who wants her lord to wear a horn.
  1091. 1:21:21–1:21:25You never can prevent a man who loves to gamble night and morn.
  1092. 1:21:25–1:21:30You never can prevent, and blemishes that with a man are born.
  1093. 1:21:30–1:21:35You never can prevent, it is some time since Charodata went to the concert.
  1094. 1:21:35–1:21:38It is past midnight, and still he does not come.
  1095. 1:21:38–1:21:42I think I will go into the outer hall and take a nap.
  1096. 1:21:42–1:21:45He does so.
  1097. 1:21:45–1:21:48Enter Charodata and Maitreya.
  1098. 1:21:48–1:21:51How beautifully ribulsam!
  1099. 1:21:51–1:21:53The loot is indeed a pearl.
  1100. 1:21:53–1:21:59A pearl knot of the ocean. Gently the anxious lovers heart befriending.
  1101. 1:21:59–1:22:06Consoling when true lovers may not meet. To love lawns soles the dearest comforts sending.
  1102. 1:22:06–1:22:10It adds to sweetest love, it's more of sweet.
  1103. 1:22:10–1:22:13Well then, let's go into the house.
  1104. 1:22:13–1:22:17But how wonderfully master Ribhila sang.
  1105. 1:22:17–1:22:20There are just two things that always make me laugh.
  1106. 1:22:20–1:22:25One is a woman talking Sanskrit, and the other is a man who tries to sing soft and low.
  1107. 1:22:26–1:22:31Now when a woman talks Sanskrit, she is like a heifer with a new rope through her nose.
  1108. 1:22:32–1:22:38All you hear is, Su. Su. Su. And when a man tries to sing soft and low,
  1109. 1:22:38–1:22:45he reminds me of an old priest muttering texts. While the flowers in his tablet dry up. No,
  1110. 1:22:45–1:22:46I don't like it.
  1111. 1:22:46–1:22:52My friend, Master Rai Bhaila Sank most wonderfully this evening.
  1112. 1:22:52–1:22:55And still you are not satisfied.
  1113. 1:22:55–1:23:02The notes of love, peace, sweetness, kudai trace, the note that thrills, the note of
  1114. 1:23:02–1:23:04passion too.
  1115. 1:23:04–1:23:07The note of woman's loveliness and grace are.
  1116. 1:23:07–1:23:10My poor words add nothing.
  1117. 1:23:10–1:23:15Nothing new, but as the notes in sweetest cadence ram.
  1118. 1:23:15–1:23:22I thought it was my hidden love who sang the melody of song, the stricken strings, in undertone
  1119. 1:23:22–1:23:29that half unconscious clings, more clearly sounding when the passions rise.
  1120. 1:23:29–1:23:36But ever sweeter as the music dies, words that strong passion fain would say again,
  1121. 1:23:36–1:23:39yet checks their second utterance, in vain.
  1122. 1:23:39–1:23:42For music sweet as this lives on.
  1123. 1:23:42–1:23:47Until, I walk as hearing sweetest music still.
  1124. 1:23:47–1:23:53But see, my friend, the very dogs are sound asleep in the shops that look out on the market.
  1125. 1:23:53–1:23:56Let us go home, he looks before him.
  1126. 1:23:56–1:24:02Look, look, the blessed moon seems to give place to darkness, as she descends from
  1127. 1:24:02–1:24:03her palace in heaven.
  1128. 1:24:03–1:24:09True, the moon gives place to darkness as she dips.
  1129. 1:24:09–1:24:16the western mountain, and the tips, of her uplifted horns alone appear, like two sharp
  1130. 1:24:16–1:24:23pointed tusks uplifted clear, where bathes an elephant in water's cool, who shows not
  1131. 1:24:23–1:24:25else above the jungle pool.
  1132. 1:24:25–1:24:28Well, here's our house.
  1133. 1:24:28–1:24:32Vardhamanaka, Vardhamanaka, open the door.
  1134. 1:24:32–1:24:34I hear Matriya's voice.
  1135. 1:24:34–1:24:36Charadatta has returned.
  1136. 1:24:36–1:24:38I must open the door for him.
  1137. 1:24:38–1:24:39He does so.
  1138. 1:24:39–1:24:42Master, I salute you.
  1139. 1:24:42–1:24:45Matriya, I salute you too.
  1140. 1:24:45–1:24:46The couch is ready.
  1141. 1:24:46–1:24:47Pray be seated.
  1142. 1:24:47–1:24:52Charadatta and Matriya enter and seat themselves.
  1143. 1:24:52–1:24:56Vardamanaka, call Radhanika to wash our feet.
  1144. 1:24:56–1:24:57Compassionately.
  1145. 1:24:57–1:24:59She sleeps.
  1146. 1:24:59–1:25:00Do not wake.
  1147. 1:25:00–1:25:01अछि।
  1148. 1:25:01–1:25:02अछि।
  1149. 1:25:02–1:25:03अछि।
  1150. 1:25:03–1:25:04अछि।
  1151. 1:25:04–1:25:05अछि।
  1152. 1:25:05–1:25:06अछि।
  1153. 1:25:06–1:25:07अछि।
  1154. 1:25:07–1:25:08अछि।
  1155. 1:25:08–1:25:09अछि।
  1156. 1:25:09–1:25:10अछि।
  1157. 1:25:10–1:25:11अछि।
  1158. 1:25:11–1:25:12अछि।
  1159. 1:25:12–1:25:13अछि।
  1160. 1:25:13–1:25:14अछि।
  1161. 1:25:14–1:25:15अछि।
  1162. 1:25:15–1:25:16अछि।
  1163. 1:25:16–1:25:17अछि।
  1164. 1:25:17–1:25:18अछि।
  1165. 1:25:18–1:25:19अछि।
  1166. 1:25:19–1:25:20अछि।
  1167. 1:25:20–1:25:21अछि।
  1168. 1:25:21–1:25:22अछि।
  1169. 1:25:22–1:25:23अछि।
  1170. 1:25:23–1:25:24अछि।
  1171. 1:25:24–1:25:28Yes, Matriya, do you bring the water?
  1172. 1:25:28–1:25:30Matriya does so.
  1173. 1:25:30–1:25:35Vardhamanaka washes Charada's feet, then moves away.
  1174. 1:25:35–1:25:39Let water be brought for the Brahmin's feet.
  1175. 1:25:39–1:25:41What good does water do my feet?
  1176. 1:25:41–1:25:45I shall have to roll in the dirt again, like a beaten ass.
  1177. 1:25:45–1:25:48Matriya, you are a Brahmin.
  1178. 1:25:48–1:25:53Yes, like a slow worm among all the other snakes, so am I a Brahmin among all the
  1179. 1:25:53–1:25:55other Brahmins.
  1180. 1:25:55–1:26:00Matria, I will wash your feet after all. He does so.
  1181. 1:26:00–1:26:04Matria, this golden casket I was to keep by day.
  1182. 1:26:04–1:26:09You by night, take it, he gives it to Matria. Then exit.
  1183. 1:26:09–1:26:12Receiving the casket, the thing is here still.
  1184. 1:26:12–1:26:18Isn't there a single thief in Ujaini to steal the wretch that robs me of my sleep?
  1185. 1:26:18–1:26:22Listen, I am going to take it into the inner court.
  1186. 1:26:22–1:26:26Such lacks attention we can ill afford.
  1187. 1:26:26–1:26:34If we are trusted by a courtesan, then, Brahman, prove yourself an honest man, and guard it
  1188. 1:26:34–1:26:38safely, till it be restored."
  1189. 1:26:38–1:26:45He nods, repeating the stanza, the melody of song, the stricken strings, page 44.
  1190. 1:26:45–1:26:48Are you going to sleep?
  1191. 1:26:48–1:26:50Yes.
  1192. 1:26:50–1:26:52So it seems for conquering sleep.
  1193. 1:26:52–1:26:58Descending on mine eyes, first smites the brow with unresisted blow.
  1194. 1:26:58–1:27:07Unseen, elusive, like old age, she tries to gather strength by weakening her foe.
  1195. 1:27:07–1:27:11Then let's go to sleep. He does so.
  1196. 1:27:11–1:27:14Enter Shavalaka.
  1197. 1:27:14–1:27:19I made an entrance for my body's round by force of art and arms.
  1198. 1:27:19–1:27:24A path to deeds. I skinned my sides by crawling on the ground,
  1199. 1:27:24–1:27:28like a snake that sluffs the skin no longer sound.
  1200. 1:27:28–1:27:32And now I go where my profession leads.
  1201. 1:27:32–1:27:41He gazes at the sky. Joyfully. See, the blessed moon is setting. For well I know.
  1202. 1:27:41–1:27:46My trade would feign from Watchman's eyes, be shrouded. Valiant.
  1203. 1:27:46–1:27:52I force the dwelling of another. But see, the stars in deepest dark are clouded,
  1204. 1:27:52–1:27:59and the night shields me like a careful mother. I made a breach in the orchard wall and entered,
  1205. 1:27:59–1:28:07and now I must force my way into the inner court as well. Yes, let men call it vulgar. If they will.
  1206. 1:28:08–1:28:16The trade that thrives while sleeps the sleepyhead. Yes, navery, not bravery. Call it
  1207. 1:28:16–1:28:24Still, to overreach confiding folk abed, far better blame and hissing, fairly won than
  1208. 1:28:24–1:28:27the pay of genuflecting underlings.
  1209. 1:28:27–1:28:31This antique path was trod by Drona's son.
  1210. 1:28:31–1:28:33Who slew the sleeping?
  1211. 1:28:33–1:28:35Unsuspecting kings.
  1212. 1:28:35–1:28:38But where shall I make the breach?
  1213. 1:28:38–1:28:41Where is the spot which falling drops decayed?
  1214. 1:28:41–1:28:44For each betraying sound is deadened there.
  1215. 1:28:44–1:28:48no yawning breech should in the walls be made.
  1216. 1:28:48–1:28:53So treatises on robbery declare, Where does the palace crumble?
  1217. 1:28:53–1:28:55Where the place?
  1218. 1:28:55–1:28:58That nighter eaten bricks full soundness where?
  1219. 1:28:58–1:28:59Where shall I?
  1220. 1:28:59–1:29:02Skate the sight of woman's face.
  1221. 1:29:02–1:29:06Fulfillment of my wishes waits me there."
  1222. 1:29:06–1:29:08He feels the wall.
  1223. 1:29:08–1:29:14Here is a spot weakened by constant sun and sprinkling and eaten by Saltpeter Rott.
  1224. 1:29:14–1:29:17And here is a pile of dirt thrown up by a mouse.
  1225. 1:29:17–1:29:20Now heaven be praised.
  1226. 1:29:20–1:29:22My venture prospers.
  1227. 1:29:22–1:29:26This is the first sign of success for Scander's sons.
  1228. 1:29:26–1:29:30Now first of all, how shall I make the breach?
  1229. 1:29:30–1:29:35The blessed bearer of the golden lance has prescribed four varieties of breach.
  1230. 1:29:35–1:29:40Thus, if the bricks are baked, pull them out.
  1231. 1:29:40–1:29:43If they are unbaked, cut them.
  1232. 1:29:43–1:29:55if 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.
  1233. 1:29:55–1:30:00Now what shall be the shape I give the breach? A lotus?
  1234. 1:30:00–1:30:30नाटक 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� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ
  1235. 1:30:30–1:30:33And at my less successful ventures too.
  1236. 1:30:33–1:30:36The crowd of neighbors gazed by morning light,
  1237. 1:30:36–1:30:38Assigning praise or blame.
  1238. 1:30:38–1:30:41As was my due.
  1239. 1:30:41–1:30:43Praise to the boon conferring God.
  1240. 1:30:43–1:30:46To Scander of immortal youth.
  1241. 1:30:46–1:30:47Praise to Him.
  1242. 1:30:47–1:30:50The bearer of the golden lance.
  1243. 1:30:50–1:30:51The brahmin's God.
  1244. 1:30:51–1:30:53The pious.
  1245. 1:30:53–1:30:54Praise to Him.
  1246. 1:30:54–1:30:56The child of the sun.
  1247. 1:30:56–1:30:57Praise to Him.
  1248. 1:30:57–1:30:59The teacher of magic.
  1249. 1:30:59–1:31:06whose first pupil I am, for he found pleasure in me and gave me magic ointment.
  1250. 1:31:06–1:31:12With which so I anointed be, no watchman's eye my form shall see,
  1251. 1:31:12–1:31:19and edged sword that falls on me, from cruel wounds shall leave me free."
  1252. 1:31:19–1:31:26He anoids himself. Alas! I have forgotten my measuring line, reflecting.
  1253. 1:31:26–1:31:31Aha! This sacred cord shall be my measuring line.
  1254. 1:31:31–1:31:35Yes! The sacred cord is a great blessing to a Brahmin,
  1255. 1:31:35–1:31:38especially to one like me.
  1256. 1:31:38–1:31:41For, you see,
  1257. 1:31:41–1:31:43With this he measures,
  1258. 1:31:43–1:31:45ere he pierce a wall,
  1259. 1:31:45–1:31:47and picks the lock.
  1260. 1:31:47–1:31:49When jewels are at stake,
  1261. 1:31:49–1:31:52it serves as key to bolted door and hall,
  1262. 1:31:52–1:31:56as tourniquet for bite of worm and snake.
  1263. 1:31:56–1:32:09The 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.
  1264. 1:32:09–1:32:22He binds his finger with the sacred cord and manifests the workings of poison. I have applied the remedy, and now I am restored. He continues his work.
  1265. 1:32:22–1:32:30Then gazes. Ah! There burns a candle. See! Though jealous darkness hems it round,
  1266. 1:32:30–1:32:36the golden yellow candle from its place shines through the breach upon the ground,
  1267. 1:32:37–1:32:40like a streak of gold upon the touchstone's face.
  1268. 1:32:42–1:32:45Now I must discover whether these two are feigning sleep,
  1269. 1:32:45–1:32:49or whether they are asleep in the fullest meaning of the term.
  1270. 1:32:49–1:32:56He tries to terrify them and notes the effect. Yes, they must be asleep in the
  1271. 1:32:56–1:33:03fullest meaning of the term. For see. Their breath first calmly rises. Ear it
  1272. 1:33:03–1:33:11sink. Its regularity all fear defies. Unmoving in their socket holes, the eyes
  1273. 1:33:11–1:33:17are tightly closed and never seem to wink. The limbs relaxed. At ease the
  1274. 1:33:17–1:33:24The bodies lie. I see their feet beyond the bedstead peep. The lighted candle vexes not
  1275. 1:33:24–1:33:30the eye. It would, if they were only feigning sleep.
  1276. 1:33:30–1:33:40He looks about him. What? A drum? And here is a flute? And here? A snare drum? And here?
  1277. 1:33:40–1:33:46a loot and read pipes and yonder manuscripts.
  1278. 1:33:46–1:33:49Is this the house of a dancing master?
  1279. 1:33:49–1:33:50But no.
  1280. 1:33:50–1:33:55When I entered, I was convinced that this was a palatial residence.
  1281. 1:33:55–1:34:00Now then, is this man poor in the fullest meaning of the term?
  1282. 1:34:00–1:34:06Or, from fear of the king or of thieves, does he keep his property buried?
  1283. 1:34:06–1:34:10Well, my own property is buried.
  1284. 1:34:10–1:34:17Two. But I will scatter the seeds that betray subterranean gold. He does so. The scattered
  1285. 1:34:17–1:34:27seeds nowhere swell up. Ah. He is poor in the fullest meaning of the term. Good. I go.
  1286. 1:34:27–1:34:33Talking in his sleep. Look. Man. I see something like a hole in the wall. I see something like
  1287. 1:34:33–1:34:37a thief. You had better take this golden casket.
  1288. 1:34:37–1:34:42I wonder if the man has discovered that I have entered and is showing off his poverty
  1289. 1:34:42–1:34:44in order to make fun of me.
  1290. 1:34:44–1:34:46Shall I kill him?
  1291. 1:34:46–1:34:49Or is the poor devil talking in his sleep?
  1292. 1:34:49–1:34:50He takes a look.
  1293. 1:34:50–1:34:54But see, this thing wrapped in a ragged bath clout.
  1294. 1:34:54–1:35:00Now that I inspect it by the light of my candle, is in truth a jewel casket.
  1295. 1:35:00–1:35:30विचार-विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग 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 आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� �
  1296. 1:35:30–1:35:37I will let him enter the flame. This is his place and hour. May this moth, which I hear
  1297. 1:35:37–1:35:43release, depart to flutter above the flame in varying circles. The breeze from the insect's
  1298. 1:35:43–1:35:49wings has translated the flame into a cursed darkness. Or shall I not rather curse the
  1299. 1:35:49–1:35:54darkness brought by me upon my Brahmanic family? For my father was a man who knew
  1300. 1:35:54–1:36:04the four Vedas. Who would not accept a gift? And I? Shavilaka. His son. And a Brahmin? I
  1301. 1:36:04–1:36:10am committing a crime for the sake of that courtesan girl Madanaka. Now I will grant the
  1302. 1:36:10–1:36:14Brahmin's wish. He reaches out for the casket.
  1303. 1:36:14–1:36:18How cold your fingers are, man!
  1304. 1:36:18–1:36:26carelessness. My fingers are cold from touching water. Well, I will put my hand in my armpit.
  1305. 1:36:26–1:36:30He warms his left hand and takes the casket."
  1306. 1:36:30–1:36:32-"Have you got it?"
  1307. 1:36:32–1:36:36-"I could not refuse Abraman's request, I have it."
  1308. 1:36:36–1:36:41-"Now I shall sleep as peacefully as a merchant who has sold his wares."
  1309. 1:36:41–1:36:47-"Oh, great, Braman. Sleep a hundred years. I'll ask that Abraman family should
  1310. 1:36:47–1:36:54thus be plunged in darkness for the sake of Medanica. A courtesan. Or better? I myself
  1311. 1:36:54–1:37:03am thus plunged in darkness. A curse on poverty. I say. Tee is stranger to them manly will.
  1312. 1:37:03–1:37:10This act that shuns the light of day. I curse indeed. But do it still. Well then. I must
  1313. 1:37:10–1:37:17go to Vasanticina's house to buy Medanica's freedom. He walks about and looks around him.
  1314. 1:37:17–1:37:25Ah! I think I hear footsteps. I hope they are not those of policemen. Never mind. I will
  1315. 1:37:25–1:37:34pretend to be a pillar. And wait. But after all, do policemen exist for me? For Shavalaka?
  1316. 1:37:34–1:37:43I am a cat for crawling and a deer for flight, a hawk for rending, and a dog for sight, to
  1317. 1:37:43–1:37:46judge the strength of men that wake or sleep.
  1318. 1:37:46–1:37:55A snake when tea is advisable to creep, illusion's self to seem a saint or rogue, goddess of speech
  1319. 1:37:55–1:37:58in understanding brogue.
  1320. 1:37:58–1:38:00A light in blackest night.
  1321. 1:38:00–1:38:02In holes a lizard I can be.
  1322. 1:38:02–1:38:04A horse on terror firmer.
  1323. 1:38:04–1:38:06And a ship upon the sea.
  1324. 1:38:06–1:38:07And again?
  1325. 1:38:07–1:38:09Quick as a snake.
  1326. 1:38:09–1:38:11And steady as a hill.
  1327. 1:38:11–1:38:15In flight the prince of birds can show no greater skill.
  1328. 1:38:15–1:38:19In searching on the ground I am as keen as any hair.
  1329. 1:38:19–1:38:22In strength I am a lion.
  1330. 1:38:22–1:38:25And a wolf to rend and tear.
  1331. 1:38:25–1:38:32entering. Dear me, Vardamonaka went to sleep in the outer court. And now he is not there.
  1332. 1:38:32–1:38:38Well, I will call my Traya. She walks about.
  1333. 1:38:38–1:38:45Prepares to strike down Radanaka, but first takes a look. What? A woman? Good. I go.
  1334. 1:38:45–1:38:47Exit.
  1335. 1:38:47–1:38:53Recoiling in terror. Oh, oh, a thief has cut a hole in the wall of our house and
  1336. 1:38:53–1:39:03is escaping. I must go and wake my Traya. She approaches my Traya. Oh, my Traya. Get up!
  1337. 1:39:03–1:39:08Get up! A thief has cut a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped.
  1338. 1:39:08–1:39:16Rising. What do you mean, Wench? A hole in the wall has cut a thief and has escaped.
  1339. 1:39:16–1:39:21Poor fool. Stop your joking. Don't you see it?
  1340. 1:39:21–1:39:27What do you mean, wench? It looks as if a second door had been thrown open. Get up, friend
  1341. 1:39:27–1:39:33charodata, get up, a thief has made a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped.
  1342. 1:39:33–1:39:38Yes, yes, a truce to your jests.
  1343. 1:39:38–1:39:40But it isn't a jest look.
  1344. 1:39:40–1:39:41Where?
  1345. 1:39:41–1:39:43Why, here.
  1346. 1:39:43–1:39:51Gazing, what a very remarkable hole. The bricks are drawn away below. Above, the
  1347. 1:39:51–1:39:58Stop is narrow, but the centre-wide, as if the great house-heart had burst with pride.
  1348. 1:39:58–1:40:00Fearing lest the unworthy share
  1349. 1:40:00–1:40:30विचार-विमर्च्छिणग तो विचार-विमर्च्छिणग, समालोचना, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता,
  1350. 1:40:30–1:40:35vanished riches teach. A calm, untroubled sleep, he saw the
  1351. 1:40:35–1:40:42sometime greatness of my home. And forced an entrance, for his heart did leap. With short
  1352. 1:40:42–1:40:50lived hope, now he must elsewhere roam. And overbroken hopes must solly weep. Just think
  1353. 1:40:50–1:40:56of the poor fellow telling his friends. I entered the house of a merchant's son.
  1354. 1:40:56–1:40:58found, nothing.
  1355. 1:40:58–1:41:02Do you mean to say that you pity the rascally robber?
  1356. 1:41:02–1:41:04Thinks he, here's a great house.
  1357. 1:41:04–1:41:08Here's the place to carry off a jewel casket or a gold casket.
  1358. 1:41:08–1:41:14He remembers the casket, despondently, aside, where is that golden casket?
  1359. 1:41:14–1:41:17He remembers the events of the night.
  1360. 1:41:17–1:41:18Allowed.
  1361. 1:41:18–1:41:22Look, man, you are always saying, Matria is a fool.
  1362. 1:41:22–1:41:27Matria is no scholar, but I certainly acted wisely in handing over that golden casket to
  1363. 1:41:27–1:41:28you.
  1364. 1:41:28–1:41:32If I hadn't, the son of a slave would have carried it off.
  1365. 1:41:32–1:41:35A truce to your jests.
  1366. 1:41:35–1:41:40Just because I may fool, do you suppose I don't even know the place and time for a
  1367. 1:41:40–1:41:41jest?
  1368. 1:41:41–1:41:44But when did this happen?
  1369. 1:41:44–1:41:48Why, when I told you that your fingers were cold.
  1370. 1:41:48–1:41:49It might have been.
  1371. 1:41:49–1:41:56He searches about, joyfully, my friend, I have something pleasant to tell you.
  1372. 1:41:56–1:41:57What?
  1373. 1:41:57–1:41:59Wasn't it stolen?
  1374. 1:41:59–1:42:01Yes.
  1375. 1:42:01–1:42:04What is the pleasant news, then?
  1376. 1:42:04–1:42:08The fact that he did not go away disappointed.
  1377. 1:42:08–1:42:11But it was only entrusted to our care.
  1378. 1:42:11–1:42:12What?
  1379. 1:42:12–1:42:14Intrusted to our care?
  1380. 1:42:14–1:42:16He swoones.
  1381. 1:42:16–1:42:17Come to yourself.
  1382. 1:42:17–1:42:24Man, is the fact that a thief Stolwa was entrusted to you. Any reason why you should swoon?
  1383. 1:42:24–1:42:32Coming to himself, ah, my friend, who will believe the truth? Suspicion now is sure, this
  1384. 1:42:32–1:42:39world will show no wrath. To thee, inglorious poor, alas, if envious fate before has
  1385. 1:42:39–1:42:47would my wealth alone. Why should she seek my store of virtue as her own? 25.
  1386. 1:42:47–1:42:52I intend to deny the whole thing. Who gave anybody anything? Who received anything from
  1387. 1:42:52–1:42:59anybody? Who was a witness? And shall I tell a falsehood now? No. I
  1388. 1:42:59–1:43:06will beg until I earn the wear with all my debt to pay. A noble falsehood I will
  1389. 1:43:06–1:43:10will spawn. That steals the character away.
  1390. 1:43:10–1:43:17I will go and tell his good wife. She goes out, returning with Sherudita's wife.
  1391. 1:43:17–1:43:24Anxiously. Oh, is it true that my lord is uninjured, and may Treyor too?
  1392. 1:43:24–1:43:30It is true, mistress. But the gems which belong to the court of Zan have been stolen.
  1393. 1:43:30–1:43:36Sherudita's wife swoons. Oh my good mistress. Come to yourself.
  1394. 1:43:37–1:43:45Recovering. Girl. How can you say that my lord is uninjured? Better that he were injured in body
  1395. 1:43:45–1:43:51than in character. For now the people of Ujaiini will say that my lord committed this crime
  1396. 1:43:51–1:43:59because of his poverty. She looks up and sighs. Ah! Mighty fate! The destinies of the poor!
  1397. 1:44:00–1:44:06Uncertain as the water drops which fall upon a lotus leaf. Seen to thee, but play things.
  1398. 1:44:07–1:44:12There remains to me this one necklace, which I brought with me from my mother's house.
  1399. 1:44:13–1:44:19But my lord would be too proud to accept it. Girl! Call May Trae a hither.
  1400. 1:44:19–1:44:27Yes, Mistress. She approaches My Treya. My Treya, my Lady summons you.
  1401. 1:44:27–1:44:29Where is she?
  1402. 1:44:29–1:44:31Here. Come.
  1403. 1:44:31–1:44:34Approaching. Heaven bless you.
  1404. 1:44:34–1:44:39I salute you, sir. Sir, will you look straight in front of you?
  1405. 1:44:39–1:44:44Madam, here stands a man who looks straight in front of him.
  1406. 1:44:44–1:44:48Sir, you must accept this.
  1407. 1:44:48–1:44:50Why?
  1408. 1:44:50–1:44:55I have observed the ceremony of the gems, and on this occasion one must make as great
  1409. 1:44:55–1:44:59a present as one made to a Brahmin.
  1410. 1:44:59–1:45:00This I have not seen.
  1411. 1:45:00–1:45:30विचार-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक र
  1412. 1:45:30–1:45:34Here I am. Take that. He displays the necklace.
  1413. 1:45:34–1:45:36What is this?
  1414. 1:45:36–1:45:40Why, that is the reward you get for marrying such a wife.
  1415. 1:45:40–1:45:44What? My wife takes pity on me?
  1416. 1:45:44–1:45:47Alas, now am I poor indeed.
  1417. 1:45:47–1:45:50When fate so robs him of his all.
  1418. 1:45:50–1:45:53That on her pity he must fall.
  1419. 1:45:53–1:45:55The man to woman's state doth fall.
  1420. 1:45:55–1:45:57The woman is the man.
  1421. 1:45:57–1:46:04But no, I am not poor, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day.
  1422. 1:46:04–1:46:07In thee a friend through good and ill.
  1423. 1:46:07–1:46:10And truth that not could take away.
  1424. 1:46:10–1:46:13Ah, this the poor man lacketh still.
  1425. 1:46:13–1:46:18Maitreya, take the necklace and go to Vasantasena.
  1426. 1:46:18–1:46:23Tell her in my name that we have gambled away the golden casket.
  1427. 1:46:23–1:46:30that it was not our own. That we trust she will accept this necklace in its place.
  1428. 1:46:30–1:46:35But you must not give away this necklace. The pride of the Four Seas. For that cheap
  1429. 1:46:35–1:46:40thing that was stolen before we had a bite or a drink out of it.
  1430. 1:46:40–1:46:46Not so. My friend, she showed her trust in leaving us her treasure. The price of
  1431. 1:46:46–1:46:54confidence has no less measure. Friend, I conjure you by this gesture, not to return until you
  1432. 1:46:54–1:47:01have delivered it into her hands. Vrithamanka, do you speedily fill up the opening with the
  1433. 1:47:01–1:47:07self-same bricks? Thus will I thwart the process of the law. For the blemish of so
  1434. 1:47:07–1:47:14great a scandal sticks. And, friend Maitreya, you must show your pride by not speaking
  1435. 1:47:14–1:47:16too despondently.
  1436. 1:47:16–1:47:19How can a poor man help speaking despondently?
  1437. 1:47:19–1:47:27Poor I am not, my friend, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day.
  1438. 1:47:27–1:47:32In thee a friend through good and ill, and truth that not could take away.
  1439. 1:47:32–1:47:36Ah, this the poor man lacketh still.
  1440. 1:47:36–1:47:43Go then, and after performing rites of purification, I will offer my morning prayer.
  1441. 1:47:43–1:47:50Omnus. Enter a maid.
  1442. 1:47:50–1:47:57I am entrusted with a message for my mistress by her mother. Here is my mistress. She is
  1443. 1:47:57–1:48:04gazing at a picture and is talking with Madanika. I will go to her. She walks about. Then enter
  1444. 1:48:04–1:48:09Vasantasena as described. And Madanika.
  1445. 1:48:09–1:48:14Madanika girl, is this portrait really like Charo Ditta?
  1446. 1:48:14–1:48:21Very like. How do you know? Because my mistress eyes are fastened so lovingly upon it.
  1447. 1:48:22–1:48:27Mother Nika girl, do you say this because courtesan courtesy demands it?
  1448. 1:48:28–1:48:34But mistress is the courtesy of a girl who lives in a courtesan's house necessarily false.
  1449. 1:48:36–1:48:41Girl courtesans meet so many kinds of men that they do learn a false courtesy.
  1450. 1:48:41–1:48:49But when the eyes of my mistress find such delight in a thing, and her heart too, what
  1451. 1:48:49–1:48:52need is there to ask the reason?
  1452. 1:48:52–1:48:56But I should not like to have my friends laugh at me.
  1453. 1:48:56–1:48:59You need not be afraid.
  1454. 1:48:59–1:49:01Women understand women.
  1455. 1:49:01–1:49:07Approaching, mistress, your mother sends word that a covered cut is waiting at the
  1456. 1:49:07–1:49:11side door, and that you were to take a drive.
  1457. 1:49:11–1:49:15Tell me, is it Charu Dutta who invites me?
  1458. 1:49:15–1:49:22Mistress, the man who sent ornaments worth ten thousand gold pieces with the card.
  1459. 1:49:22–1:49:24Is who?
  1460. 1:49:24–1:49:28Is the king's brother-in-law, Sans Thanaka.
  1461. 1:49:28–1:49:33Indignity, go, and never come again on such an errand.
  1462. 1:49:33–1:49:36Do not be angry, Mistress.
  1463. 1:49:36–1:49:39I was only sent with the message.
  1464. 1:49:39–1:49:43But it is the message which makes me angry.
  1465. 1:49:43–1:49:46But what shall I tell your mother?
  1466. 1:49:46–1:49:52Tell my mother never to send me another such message, unless she wishes to kill me.
  1467. 1:49:52–1:49:58As you will, exit. Less than enter Charvillica.
  1468. 1:49:58–1:50:00Blame for my sin I lay-
  1469. 1:50:00–1:50:04अछि।
  1470. 1:50:04–1:50:08अछि।
  1471. 1:50:08–1:50:12अछि।
  1472. 1:50:12–1:50:16अछि।
  1473. 1:50:16–1:50:20अछि।
  1474. 1:50:20–1:50:24अछि।
  1475. 1:50:24–1:50:28अछि।
  1476. 1:50:28–1:50:32It was for Medanica's sake that I did the deed of sin.
  1477. 1:50:32–1:50:36I paid no heed to anyone who talked with serving men.
  1478. 1:50:36–1:50:40The houses ruled by women, folk. These I avoided most.
  1479. 1:50:40–1:50:45And when policemen seemed to have me almost in their ken,
  1480. 1:50:45–1:50:52I stood stock still and acted just exactly like a post, a hundred such maneuvers did I constantly
  1481. 1:50:52–1:50:57essay. And by such means succeeded in turning night to day.
  1482. 1:50:57–1:51:00He walks about.
  1483. 1:51:00–1:51:06Girl, leave this picture on my sofa and come back at once with a fan.
  1484. 1:51:06–1:51:10Yes, mistress, exit with the picture.
  1485. 1:51:10–1:51:19This is Vasanta Sinha's house. I will enter. He does so. I wonder where I can find Madanaka.
  1486. 1:51:19–1:51:21Enter Madanaka with the fan.
  1487. 1:51:21–1:51:24Shavalaka discovers her.
  1488. 1:51:24–1:51:27Ah! It is Madanaka.
  1489. 1:51:27–1:51:30Surpassing Madana himself in charm.
  1490. 1:51:30–1:51:33She seems the bride of love.
  1491. 1:51:33–1:51:34Inhuman guys.
  1492. 1:51:34–1:51:38Even while my heart the flames of passion harm.
  1493. 1:51:38–1:51:41She brings a sandal coolness to my eyes.
  1494. 1:51:41–1:51:43Madanaka
  1495. 1:51:43–1:51:45Discover Sharvelga.
  1496. 1:51:45–1:51:48Oh, oh, oh, Sharvelga.
  1497. 1:51:48–1:51:52I am so glad, Sharvelka. Where have you been?
  1498. 1:51:52–1:51:57I will tell you. They gaze at each other passionately.
  1499. 1:51:57–1:52:08How Madanika lingers. I wonder where she is. She looks through a bull's eye window. Why? There she stands, talking with a man.
  1500. 1:52:08–1:52:13Her loving glance does not waver. And she gazes as if she would drink him in.
  1501. 1:52:13–1:52:20in. I imagine he must be the man who wishes to make her free. Well, let her stay. Let
  1502. 1:52:20–1:52:29her stay. Never interrupt anybody's happiness. I will not call her. Tell me, Sharvilka. Sharvilaka
  1503. 1:52:29–1:52:38looks about him uneasily. What is it, Sharvilka? You seem uneasy. I will tell you a secret.
  1504. 1:52:38–1:52:39Are we alone?
  1505. 1:52:39–1:52:41Of course we are.
  1506. 1:52:41–1:52:42What?
  1507. 1:52:42–1:52:43A deep secret?
  1508. 1:52:43–1:52:46I will not listen.
  1509. 1:52:46–1:52:48Tell me, Medanaka.
  1510. 1:52:48–1:52:52Will Vasanticina take a price for your freedom?
  1511. 1:52:52–1:52:54The conversation has to do with me.
  1512. 1:52:54–1:52:58Then I will hide behind this window and listen.
  1513. 1:52:58–1:53:01I asked my mistress about it.
  1514. 1:53:01–1:53:02Sharvilka.
  1515. 1:53:02–1:53:05And she said that if she could have her way,
  1516. 1:53:05–1:53:08She would free all her servants for nothing.
  1517. 1:53:08–1:53:13But, Charvilaka, where did you find such a fortune that you can think of buying my freedom
  1518. 1:53:13–1:53:16from my mistress?
  1519. 1:53:16–1:53:19A victim to my poor perplight.
  1520. 1:53:19–1:53:21And your sweet love to win.
  1521. 1:53:21–1:53:24For you, my timid maid.
  1522. 1:53:24–1:53:27Last night, I did the deed of sin.
  1523. 1:53:27–1:53:29His face is tranquil.
  1524. 1:53:29–1:53:32It would be troubled, if he had singed.
  1525. 1:53:32–1:53:39Oh, Shahr Vilka, for a mere nothing, for a woman, you have risked both things.
  1526. 1:53:40–1:53:41What things?
  1527. 1:53:42–1:53:44Your life and your character.
  1528. 1:53:44–1:53:49My foolish girl, fortune favours the brave.
  1529. 1:53:49–1:54:00Oh, Shahr Vilka, 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?
  1530. 1:54:00–1:54:21The 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.
  1531. 1:54:21–1:54:24Even as a thief, I strive with main and might.
  1532. 1:54:25–1:54:28For just distinction, twix the wrong and right.
  1533. 1:54:28–1:54:31And so you may tell Vasantasina this.
  1534. 1:54:31–1:54:34These ornaments were made for you to don.
  1535. 1:54:34–1:54:36Or so it seems to me.
  1536. 1:54:37–1:54:42But as you love me, never put them on, where other folks may see.
  1537. 1:54:43–1:54:46But Sharvilaka, ornaments that nobody may see.
  1538. 1:54:47–1:54:50And the quarters and the two things do not hang together.
  1539. 1:54:50–1:54:54Give me the jewels. I want to see them.
  1540. 1:54:54–1:54:59Here they are. He gives them to her with some uneasiness.
  1541. 1:55:00–1:55:01अछि।
  1542. 1:55:01–1:55:02अछि।
  1543. 1:55:02–1:55:03अछि।
  1544. 1:55:03–1:55:04अछि।
  1545. 1:55:04–1:55:05अछि।
  1546. 1:55:05–1:55:06अछि।
  1547. 1:55:06–1:55:07अछि।
  1548. 1:55:07–1:55:08अछि।
  1549. 1:55:08–1:55:09अछि।
  1550. 1:55:09–1:55:10अछि।
  1551. 1:55:10–1:55:11अछि।
  1552. 1:55:11–1:55:12अछि।
  1553. 1:55:12–1:55:13अछि।
  1554. 1:55:13–1:55:14अछि।
  1555. 1:55:14–1:55:15अछि।
  1556. 1:55:15–1:55:16अछि।
  1557. 1:55:16–1:55:17अछि।
  1558. 1:55:17–1:55:18अछि।
  1559. 1:55:18–1:55:19अछि।
  1560. 1:55:19–1:55:20अछि।
  1561. 1:55:20–1:55:21अछि।
  1562. 1:55:21–1:55:22अछि।
  1563. 1:55:22–1:55:23अछि।
  1564. 1:55:23–1:55:24अछि।
  1565. 1:55:24–1:55:26a data.
  1566. 1:55:26–1:55:30Basanta Sina and Medanica Swoon
  1567. 1:55:30–1:55:38Medanica, come to yourself. Why is it that now your figure seems to melt in limp despair?
  1568. 1:55:38–1:55:45Your eyes are wildly rolling here and there. That when I come, sweet girl, to make you
  1569. 1:55:45–1:55:50free, you fall to trembling, not to pitying me.
  1570. 1:55:50–1:55:57to herself. Oh, you reckless man. When you did with you, what not to have done for my sake?
  1571. 1:55:57–1:56:01You didn't kill anybody or hurt anybody in that house?
  1572. 1:56:01–1:56:09Medanaka. Shavalaka does not strike a terrified man or a man asleep. I did not kill anybody
  1573. 1:56:09–1:56:11nor hurt anybody.
  1574. 1:56:11–1:56:12Really?
  1575. 1:56:12–1:56:14Really?
  1576. 1:56:14–1:56:19Recovering consciousness. Ah, I breathe again.
  1577. 1:56:19–1:56:21Thank heaven
  1578. 1:56:21–1:56:22Jealousy
  1579. 1:56:22–1:56:25What does this, thank heaven, mean?
  1580. 1:56:25–1:56:26Medanica
  1581. 1:56:26–1:56:28I sinned for you
  1582. 1:56:28–1:56:30When love had made me pine
  1583. 1:56:30–1:56:33Although my house was good since time began
  1584. 1:56:33–1:56:35Love took my virtue
  1585. 1:56:35–1:56:37But my pride is mine
  1586. 1:56:37–1:56:41You call me friend and love another man
  1587. 1:56:41–1:56:43Meaningly
  1588. 1:56:43–1:56:46A noble youth is like a goodly tree
  1589. 1:56:46–1:56:47His wealth
  1590. 1:56:47–1:56:51The fruit so fair, the courtesan is like a bird.
  1591. 1:56:51–1:56:55For she pecks him and leaves him bare.
  1592. 1:56:55–1:56:59Love is a fire. Whose flame is lust?
  1593. 1:56:59–1:57:03Whose fuel is gallantry? Where in our youth and riches must
  1594. 1:57:03–1:57:06Thus sacrificed be.
  1595. 1:57:06–1:57:11With a smile, his excitement is a little out of place.
  1596. 1:57:11–1:57:14Yes. Those men are fools.
  1597. 1:57:14–1:57:18It seems to me, who trust to women or to gold?
  1598. 1:57:18–1:57:22For golden girls, tis plain to see,
  1599. 1:57:22–1:57:26are false as virgin snakes and cold. Love not a woman.
  1600. 1:57:26–1:57:30If you ever do, she mocks at you
  1601. 1:57:30–1:57:34and plays the gay deceiver. Yet if she loves you,
  1602. 1:57:34–1:57:37you may love her too. But if she doesn't,
  1603. 1:57:37–1:57:42leave her. Too true it is that a courtesan will laugh and cry for gold.
  1604. 1:57:42–1:57:50She trusts you not. But waits your trustful hour. If virtue and a name are yours, then hold.
  1605. 1:57:50–1:58:00Avoid her as you would a graveyard flower. And again? As fickle as the billows of the sea, glowing no longer than the evening sky.
  1606. 1:58:00–1:58:08A woman takes your gold, then leaves you free. You're worthless, like cosmetics. When you're dry.
  1607. 1:58:08–1:58:17Yes, women are indeed fickle. One man perhaps may hold her heart in trust. She lures another
  1608. 1:58:17–1:58:25with kiketish eyes. Sports with another in unseemly lust. Another yet her body satisfies.
  1609. 1:58:25–1:58:31As someone has well said, On mountain tops no lotuses are grown. The horses yoke no
  1610. 1:58:31–1:58:38us will ever bear. Rice never springs from seeds of barley sown. A courtesan is not an
  1611. 1:58:38–1:58:47honest fair. A cursed chariotata. You shall not live. He takes a few steps. Seizing the
  1612. 1:58:47–1:58:57heme of his garment. O you foolish man, your anger is so ridiculous. Ridiculous? How so?
  1613. 1:58:57–1:59:01Because these jewels belong to my mistress.
  1614. 1:59:01–1:59:02And what then?
  1615. 1:59:02–1:59:06And she left them with that gentle man.
  1616. 1:59:06–1:59:07What for?
  1617. 1:59:07–1:59:08Whispers.
  1618. 1:59:08–1:59:10That's why.
  1619. 1:59:10–1:59:12Sheepishly.
  1620. 1:59:12–1:59:13Confound it.
  1621. 1:59:13–1:59:16The sun was hot one summer day.
  1622. 1:59:16–1:59:17I sought the shadow.
  1623. 1:59:17–1:59:18There to stay.
  1624. 1:59:18–1:59:20Poor fool.
  1625. 1:59:20–1:59:22The kindly branch to pay.
  1626. 1:59:22–1:59:25I stole it sheltering leaves away.
  1627. 1:59:25–1:59:29How sorry he seems surely, he did this thing in ignorance.
  1628. 1:59:31–1:59:32What is to be done now?
  1629. 1:59:33–1:59:34Madanaka
  1630. 1:59:35–1:59:37Your own wit should tell you that.
  1631. 1:59:38–1:59:43No, for you must remember, nature herself gives women wit.
  1632. 1:59:43–1:59:45Men learn from books a little bit.
  1633. 1:59:46–1:59:52Sharvilka, if you will take my advice, restore the jewels to that righteous man.
  1634. 1:59:52–1:59:57But Medanaka, what if he should prosecute me?
  1635. 1:59:57–2:00:00No cruel heat comes from the moon.
  1636. 2:00:00–2:00:03Good, Madhanika, Good
  1637. 2:00:03–2:00:08Madhanika, for what I did, I feel no grief nor fear.
  1638. 2:00:08–2:00:12Why tell me of this good man's virtues, hi?
  1639. 2:00:12–2:00:15Shame for my baseness touches me more near.
  1640. 2:00:15–2:00:19What can this king do to such rogues as I?
  1641. 2:00:19–2:00:24Nevertheless, your suggestion is inconsistent with prudence.
  1642. 2:00:24–2:00:27You must discover some other plan.
  1643. 2:00:27–2:00:30Yes, there is another plan.
  1644. 2:00:30–2:00:33I wonder what it will be.
  1645. 2:00:33–2:00:39Pretend to be a servant of that gentleman, and give the jewels to my mistress.
  1646. 2:00:39–2:00:41And what then?
  1647. 2:00:41–2:00:49Then you are no thief, Charu Dutta has discharged his obligation, and my mistress has her jewels.
  1648. 2:00:49–2:00:52But isn't this course too reckless?
  1649. 2:00:52–2:00:58I tell you, give them to her. Any other course is too reckless.
  1650. 2:00:58–2:01:03Good, Madhanika, good. Spoken like a free woman.
  1651. 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.
  1652. 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.
  1653. 2:01:22–2:01:23I will.
  1654. 2:01:24–2:01:30Approaches Vasantasina, Mistress, a Brahmin has come from Charodhitta to see you.
  1655. 2:01:30–2:01:34But girl, how do you know that he comes from Charodhitta?
  1656. 2:01:34–2:01:38Should I not know my own, mistress?
  1657. 2:01:38–2:01:41Shaking her head and smiling.
  1658. 2:01:41–2:01:45Aside, splendid, allowed, bid him enter.
  1659. 2:01:45–2:01:51Yes, mistress, approaching Charvilka, enter, Charvilka.
  1660. 2:01:51–2:01:55Approaches, with some embarrassment.
  1661. 2:01:55–2:01:57My greetings to you.
  1662. 2:01:57–2:01:59I salute you, sir.
  1663. 2:01:59–2:02:01Pray be seated.
  1664. 2:02:01–2:02:04The merchant sends this message.
  1665. 2:02:04–2:02:08My house is so old that it is hard to keep this casket safe.
  1666. 2:02:08–2:02:10Pray take it back.
  1667. 2:02:10–2:02:14He gives it to Madanaka and starts to leave.
  1668. 2:02:14–2:02:19Sir, will you undertake a return commission of mine?
  1669. 2:02:19–2:02:22Aside. Who will carry it?
  1670. 2:02:22–2:02:25Aloud. And this commission is...
  1671. 2:02:25–2:02:29You will be good enough to accept Madanaka.
  1672. 2:02:29–2:02:32Madam, I do not quite understand.
  1673. 2:02:32–2:02:34But I do.
  1674. 2:02:34–2:02:36How so?
  1675. 2:02:36–2:02:42Charu Dutta told me that I was to give Madanika to the man who should return these jewels.
  1676. 2:02:42–2:02:47You are therefore to understand that he makes you a present of her.
  1677. 2:02:47–2:02:55Aside. Ah! She sees through me. Allowed. Good. Charu Dutta. Good.
  1678. 2:02:55–2:03:02Good. On virtue only set your heart's desire. The righteous poor attain to heights where too.
  1679. 2:03:02–2:03:09The wicked wealthy never may aspire. And again? On virtue let the human heart be set.
  1680. 2:03:09–2:03:16To virtue nothing serves as check or let. The moon, attaining unattainable, is led.
  1681. 2:03:16–2:03:20Buy virtue to her seat on Shiva's head.
  1682. 2:03:20–2:03:24Is my driver there? Enter a servant with a bullock cart.
  1683. 2:03:25–2:03:27Mistress the cart is ready.
  1684. 2:03:28–2:03:36Madhanika girl, you must show me a happy face. You are free. Enter the bullock cart, but do not forget me.
  1685. 2:03:37–2:03:42Weeping, my mistress drives me away. She falls at her feet.
  1686. 2:03:42–2:03:47You are now the one to whom honor should be paid.
  1687. 2:03:47–2:03:49Go then, enter the cart.
  1688. 2:03:49–2:03:52But do not forget me.
  1689. 2:03:52–2:03:54Heaven bless you.
  1690. 2:03:54–2:03:55And you?
  1691. 2:03:55–2:03:56Medanica.
  1692. 2:03:56–2:03:59Turn upon her a happy face.
  1693. 2:03:59–2:04:01And hail with bended head the grace.
  1694. 2:04:01–2:04:04That gives you now the name of wife.
  1695. 2:04:04–2:04:08As a veil to keep you safe through life.
  1696. 2:04:08–2:04:13He enters the bullock cart with Medanaka, and starts away.
  1697. 2:04:13–2:04:14Men.
  1698. 2:04:14–2:04:15Men.
  1699. 2:04:15–2:04:19We have the following orders from the chief of police.
  1700. 2:04:19–2:04:25A soothsayer has declared that a young herdsman named Ariaka is to become king.
  1701. 2:04:25–2:04:32Trusting to this prophecy and alarmed there yet, King Palaka has taken him from his hamlet
  1702. 2:04:32–2:04:35and thrown him into strict confinement.
  1703. 2:04:35–2:04:38Therefore be watchful.
  1704. 2:04:38–2:04:40every man at his post.
  1705. 2:04:40–2:04:41Listening.
  1706. 2:04:41–2:04:42What?
  1707. 2:04:42–2:04:47King Palakka has imprisoned my good friend Ariyaka?
  1708. 2:04:47–2:04:48And here I am.
  1709. 2:04:48–2:04:50A married man.
  1710. 2:04:50–2:04:51Confound it.
  1711. 2:04:51–2:04:52But no.
  1712. 2:04:52–2:04:54Two things alone.
  1713. 2:04:54–2:04:55His friend.
  1714. 2:04:55–2:04:58His wife deserve man's love below.
  1715. 2:04:58–2:05:00100 brides may f-
  1716. 2:05:00–2:05:30विश्विद तो विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए �
  1717. 2:05:30–2:05:32Bring my wife thither.
  1718. 2:05:32–2:05:33Yes, sir.
  1719. 2:05:33–2:05:36Madanaka, if you desire it, dear.
  1720. 2:05:36–2:05:39But dear, you must be very careful.
  1721. 2:05:39–2:05:40Exit.
  1722. 2:05:40–2:05:42Now is for me.
  1723. 2:05:42–2:05:44I'll rouse my kin.
  1724. 2:05:44–2:05:45The kitchen cabinet.
  1725. 2:05:45–2:05:49Those high in fame by strength of good right arm.
  1726. 2:05:49–2:05:53And those who would the king's contempt have met.
  1727. 2:05:53–2:05:55And royal slaves.
  1728. 2:05:55–2:05:57To save my friend from harm.
  1729. 2:05:57–2:05:59Like old Yoggandarayana.
  1730. 2:06:00–2:06:02For the good King Udayana.
  1731. 2:06:02–2:06:03And again?
  1732. 2:06:03–2:06:06My friend has causeless been confined
  1733. 2:06:06–2:06:09by wicked foes of timid kind.
  1734. 2:06:09–2:06:10I fly.
  1735. 2:06:10–2:06:12I fly to free him soon.
  1736. 2:06:13–2:06:15Like the eclipse-oppressed moon.
  1737. 2:06:15–2:06:16Exit.
  1738. 2:06:17–2:06:18Entering.
  1739. 2:06:18–2:06:19Mistress.
  1740. 2:06:19–2:06:21I congratulate you.
  1741. 2:06:21–2:06:24A brahman has come with a message from Charudatta.
  1742. 2:06:25–2:06:26Ah.
  1743. 2:06:26–2:06:35This is a joyful day. Show him every mark of respect. Go, and have him conducted hither by one of the pages.
  1744. 2:06:35–2:06:40Yes, Mistress. Exit.
  1745. 2:06:40–2:06:43Enter May Treya with a page.
  1746. 2:06:43–2:06:52Well, Ravana, the king of the demons, travels with his chariot that they call the Blossom. He earned it by his penances.
  1747. 2:06:52–2:07:01Now I am a Brahmin. And though I never performed any penances, I travel with another sort of a blossom, a woman of the town.
  1748. 2:07:01–2:07:05Sir, will you inspect our gateway?
  1749. 2:07:05–2:07:11Gaze is admiringly. It has just been sprinkled and cleaned and received a coat of green.
  1750. 2:07:11–2:07:17The threshold of it is pretty as a picture with the offerings of all sorts of fragrant flowers.
  1751. 2:07:17–2:07:23It stretches up its head as if it wanted to peep into the sky. It is adorned with strings of
  1752. 2:07:23–2:07:28jasmine garlands that hang down and toss about like the trunk of the heavenly elephant.
  1753. 2:07:28–2:07:34It shines with its high ivory portal. It is lovely with any number of holiday banners that gleam red
  1754. 2:07:34–2:07:40as great rubies and wave there. Coquettish fingers as they flutter in the breeze and seem to
  1755. 2:07:40–2:07:46invite me to enter. Both sides are decorated with holiday water jars of crystal, which are
  1756. 2:07:46–2:07:51charming with their bright green mango twigs, and are set at the foot of the pillars that
  1757. 2:07:51–2:07:56sustain the portal. The doors are of gold, thickly set with diamonds as hard to pierce
  1758. 2:07:56–2:08:03as a giant's breast it actually wearies a poor devil's. Envy, yes, Visantasina's house
  1759. 2:08:03–2:08:09door is a beautiful thing. Really, it forcibly challenges the attention of a man who doesn't
  1760. 2:08:09–2:08:11care about such things.
  1761. 2:08:11–2:08:16Come, sir, and enter the first cord.
  1762. 2:08:16–2:08:18Enters and looks about.
  1763. 2:08:18–2:08:23Well, here in the first cord are rows of balconies brilliant as the moon.
  1764. 2:08:23–2:08:24Or as seashells.
  1765. 2:08:24–2:08:29Or as lotus stalks, whitened by handfuls of powder strewn over them.
  1766. 2:08:29–2:08:33Gleaming with golden stairways inlaid with all sorts of gems.
  1767. 2:08:33–2:08:37They seem to gaze down on Ujai-ini with their round faces.
  1768. 2:08:37–2:08:38The crystal windows.
  1769. 2:08:38–2:08:41From which strings of pearls are dangling.
  1770. 2:08:41–2:08:45The porter sits there and snoozes as comfortably as a professor.
  1771. 2:08:45–2:08:50The crows which they tempt with rice gruel and curdled milk will not eat the offering.
  1772. 2:08:50–2:08:53Because they can't distinguish it from the mortar.
  1773. 2:08:53–2:08:55Show me the way, madam.
  1774. 2:08:55–2:09:00Come, sir, and enter the second court.
  1775. 2:09:00–2:09:02Enter's and looks about.
  1776. 2:09:02–2:09:05Well, here in the second court the cart-bullocks are tied.
  1777. 2:09:05–2:09:10They grow fat on mouthfuls of grass and pulse-stocks which are brought them.
  1778. 2:09:10–2:09:14end left, by everybody, their horns are smeared with oil.
  1779. 2:09:14–2:09:19And here is another, a buffalo, snorting like a gentleman insulted.
  1780. 2:09:19–2:09:22And here is a ram having his neck rubbed.
  1781. 2:09:22–2:09:24Like a prize fighter after the fight.
  1782. 2:09:24–2:09:28And here are others, horses having their mains put in shape.
  1783. 2:09:28–2:09:30And here in a stall is another.
  1784. 2:09:30–2:09:33A monkey, tied fast like a thief.
  1785. 2:09:33–2:09:35He looks in another direction.
  1786. 2:09:35–2:09:37And here is an elephant.
  1787. 2:09:37–2:09:43from his drivers a cake of rice and drippings and oil. Show me the way, madam.
  1788. 2:09:43–2:09:47Come, sir, and enter the third court.
  1789. 2:09:47–2:09:53Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the third court are these seats.
  1790. 2:09:53–2:09:58Prepared for young gentleman to sit on. A half-red book is lying on the gaming table,
  1791. 2:09:58–2:10:00and the table itself has its own...
  1792. 2:10:00–2:10:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1793. 2:10:02–2:10:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1794. 2:10:04–2:10:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1795. 2:10:06–2:10:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1796. 2:10:08–2:10:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1797. 2:10:10–2:10:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1798. 2:10:12–2:10:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1799. 2:10:14–2:10:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1800. 2:10:16–2:10:21Come, sir, and enter the fourth court.
  1801. 2:10:21–2:10:22Enter's and looks about.
  1802. 2:10:22–2:10:28Well, here in the fourth court the drums that maiden fingers beat are booming like the thunder.
  1803. 2:10:28–2:10:33The cymbals are falling, as the stars fall from heaven when their merit is exhausted.
  1804. 2:10:33–2:10:38The pipe is discoursing music as sweet as the humming of bees.
  1805. 2:10:38–2:10:43And here, again, is a lute that somebody is holding on his lap like a girl who is
  1806. 2:10:43–2:10:45excited by jealousy and love.
  1807. 2:10:45–2:10:48And he is stroking it with his fingers.
  1808. 2:10:48–2:10:54And here, again, are courtesan girls that sing as charmingly as honey-drunken bees.
  1809. 2:10:54–2:10:58And they are made to dance and recite a drama with love in it.
  1810. 2:10:58–2:11:02And water coolers are hanging in the windows so as to catch the breeze.
  1811. 2:11:02–2:11:04Show me the way, madam.
  1812. 2:11:04–2:11:09Come, sir, and enter the fifth court.
  1813. 2:11:09–2:11:11Enter's and looks about.
  1814. 2:11:11–2:11:16Well, here in the fifth court the overpowering smell of asafetida and oil is attractive enough
  1815. 2:11:16–2:11:22to make a poor devil's mouth water, the kitchen is kept hot all the time, and the gusts of
  1816. 2:11:22–2:11:29steam laden with all sorts of good smells seem like sighs issuing from its mouth like doors.
  1817. 2:11:29–2:11:35The smell of the preparation of all kinds of foods and sauces makes me smack my lips.
  1818. 2:11:35–2:11:40And here, again, is a butcher's boy washing a mess of chitterlings as if it were an
  1819. 2:11:40–2:11:47old loincloth. The cook is preparing every kind of food. Sweet meats are being constructed,
  1820. 2:11:47–2:11:52cakes are being baked, to himself, I wonder if I am to get a chance to wash my feet in
  1821. 2:11:52–2:11:58an invitation to eat what I can hold. He looks in another direction. There are courtesans
  1822. 2:11:58–2:12:05and bastard pages. Adorned with any number of jewels. Just like gondar vieis and obserises.
  1823. 2:12:05–2:12:10Really? This house is heaven. Tell me, who are you bastards anyway?
  1824. 2:12:10–2:12:21Why? 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.
  1825. 2:12:21–2:12:29Stranger women gave us birth. Stranger men begot. Baby elephants in mirth. We're a bastard lot.
  1826. 2:12:29–2:12:32Show me the way, madam.
  1827. 2:12:32–2:12:36Come, sir, and enter the sixth court.
  1828. 2:12:36–2:12:42Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the sixth court they are working in golden jewels.
  1829. 2:12:42–2:12:47The arches set with sapphires look as if they were the home of the rainbow.
  1830. 2:12:47–2:12:58The jewelers are testing the lapis lazuli, the pearls, the corals, the topaz, the sapphires, the cat's eyes, the rubies, the emeralds,
  1831. 2:12:58–2:13:02and all the other kinds of gems rubies are being set in gold.
  1832. 2:13:02–2:13:07Golden ornaments are being fashioned. Pearls are being strung on a red cord.
  1833. 2:13:07–2:13:12Pieces of lapis lazuli are being cleverly polished. Shells are being pierced.
  1834. 2:13:12–2:13:16Corals are being ground. Wet bundles of saffron are being dried.
  1835. 2:13:16–2:13:21Musk is being moistened. Sandalwood is being ground to make sandal water.
  1836. 2:13:21–2:13:27Perfumes are being compounded. Beetle leaves and camphor are being given to courtesans and their lovers.
  1837. 2:13:27–2:13:29lovers.
  1838. 2:13:29–2:13:31Coquettish glances are being exchanged.
  1839. 2:13:31–2:13:33Laughter is going on.
  1840. 2:13:33–2:13:36Wine is being drunk incessantly with sounds of glee.
  1841. 2:13:36–2:13:38Here are men servants.
  1842. 2:13:38–2:13:39Here are maid servants.
  1843. 2:13:39–2:13:42And here are men who forget child and wife and money.
  1844. 2:13:42–2:13:48When the courtesans, who have drunk the wine from the liquor jars, give them the mitten.
  1845. 2:13:48–2:13:49They, drink.
  1846. 2:13:49–2:13:52Show me the way, madam.
  1847. 2:13:52–2:13:56Come, sir, and enter the seventh court.
  1848. 2:13:56–2:14:01and looks about. Well, here in the seventh court the mated doves are sitting comfortably
  1849. 2:14:01–2:14:08in their snug dove coats. Billing and cooing and nothing else. And perfectly happy, and
  1850. 2:14:08–2:14:12there is a parrot in a cage. Chanting like a Brahmin with a belly full of curdled milk
  1851. 2:14:12–2:14:19and rice. And here, again, is a talking thrush, chattering like a housemaid who spreads
  1852. 2:14:19–2:14:24herself because somebody noticed her. A cuckoo, her throat still happy from tasting
  1853. 2:14:24–2:14:29all sorts of fruit syrups. Is cooing like a procurus.
  1854. 2:14:29–2:14:34Rose of cages are hanging from pegs. Quails are being egged on to fight.
  1855. 2:14:34–2:14:38Partridges are being made to talk. Caged pigeons are being provoked.
  1856. 2:14:38–2:14:43A tame peacock that looks as if he was adorned with all sorts of gems is dancing happily
  1857. 2:14:43–2:14:49about. And as he flaps his wings. He seems to be fannning the roof which is distressed
  1858. 2:14:49–2:14:53by the rays of the sun. He looks in another direction.
  1859. 2:14:53–2:14:59There are pairs of flamingos like moonbeams rolled into a ball that wander about after pretty girls.
  1860. 2:15:00–2:15:30अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि�
  1861. 2:15:30–2:15:36totologous ornaments. Who wanders about, stumbling and stretching his limbs?
  1862. 2:15:36–2:15:40Sir, this is my mistress brother.
  1863. 2:15:40–2:15:47What sort of ascetic exercises does a man have to perform in order to be born as Vasantasena's brother?
  1864. 2:15:47–2:15:52But no, he may be shiny, may be greasy, and perfumed may he be.
  1865. 2:15:52–2:15:58And yet I warn you to go easy. He's a graveyard champak tree.
  1866. 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.
  1867. 2:16:10–2:16:14Sir, that is my mistress mother.
  1868. 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?
  1869. 2:16:24–2:16:33Rascal, you must not make fun of our mother so. She is pining away under a quartan ague.
  1870. 2:16:33–2:16:39Bursts out laughing. O thou blessed quartan ague. Look thou upon a Brahmin. Even upon
  1871. 2:16:39–2:16:42me, with this thy favour.
  1872. 2:16:42–2:16:46Rascal, may death strike you.
  1873. 2:16:46–2:16:52Bursts out laughing. Why? Wench. A potbelly like that is better dead. Drinking brandy,
  1874. 2:16:52–2:16:59rum, and wine. Mother fell extremely ill, if mother now should peak in pine. A jackal
  1875. 2:16:59–2:17:05pack would have its fill. Well, I have seen Vicentecina's palace with its many incidents
  1876. 2:17:05–2:17:11and its eight courts. And really, it seems as if I had seen the triple heaven in a nutshell.
  1877. 2:17:11–2:17:16I haven't the eloquence to praise it. Is this the house of a courtesan, or a piece
  1878. 2:17:16–2:17:20of Cuba's palace? Where's your mistress?
  1879. 2:17:20–2:17:22She is here in the orchard.
  1880. 2:17:22–2:17:25Enter, sir.
  1881. 2:17:25–2:17:26Enter's and looks about.
  1882. 2:17:26–2:17:29Well, what a beautiful orchard.
  1883. 2:17:29–2:17:33There are any number of trees planted here, and they are covered with the most wonderful
  1884. 2:17:33–2:17:34flowers.
  1885. 2:17:34–2:17:38Silken swings are hung under the thick set trees.
  1886. 2:17:38–2:17:40Just big enough for a girl to sit in.
  1887. 2:17:40–2:17:47The golden jasmine, the chefelika, the white jasmine, the jessamine, the navamallaka,
  1888. 2:17:47–2:17:52The Amaranth, the Spring Creeper, and all the other flowers have fallen of themselves.
  1889. 2:17:52–2:17:56And really, it makes Indra's heaven look dingy.
  1890. 2:17:56–2:17:58He looks in another direction.
  1891. 2:17:58–2:18:01And the pond here looks like the morning twilight.
  1892. 2:18:01–2:18:05For the lilies and red lotuses are as splendid as the rising sun.
  1893. 2:18:05–2:18:12And again, the Ashoka Tree, whose twigs so merry, and crimson flowers have just appeared.
  1894. 2:18:12–2:18:14Seems like a battling mercenary.
  1895. 2:18:14–2:18:16With clotting crimson Gorba smeared.
  1896. 2:18:16–2:18:17Good!
  1897. 2:18:17–2:18:20Now where's your mistress?
  1898. 2:18:20–2:18:25If you would stop stargazing, sir, you would see her.
  1899. 2:18:25–2:18:28Perceives Vasantasina and approaches.
  1900. 2:18:28–2:18:30Heaven bless you.
  1901. 2:18:30–2:18:32Speaking in Sanskrit.
  1902. 2:18:32–2:18:36Ah, Maitreya, rising, you are very welcome.
  1903. 2:18:36–2:18:38Here is a seat.
  1904. 2:18:38–2:18:40Pray be seated.
  1905. 2:18:40–2:18:44When you are seated, madam, they both seat themselves.
  1906. 2:18:44–2:18:46Is the merchant's son well?
  1907. 2:18:46–2:18:49Well, madam.
  1908. 2:18:49–2:18:56Tell me, good Maitreya, do friends, like birds, yet seek a shelter free.
  1909. 2:18:56–2:19:03Beneath the modest boughs of this fair tree, whose leaves are virtues, confidence its fruit,
  1910. 2:19:03–2:19:07its blossoms honour, good its precious fruit?
  1911. 2:19:07–2:19:10Aside, a good description by a naughty woman.
  1912. 2:19:10–2:19:13Allowed, they do, indeed.
  1913. 2:19:13–2:19:16Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming?
  1914. 2:19:16–2:19:22Listen, madam, the excellent Charodata folds his hands and requests.
  1915. 2:19:22–2:19:26Folding her hands and commands.
  1916. 2:19:26–2:19:31He says he imagined that that golden casket was his own and gambled it away.
  1917. 2:19:31–2:19:37And nobody knows where the gambling master has gone, for he is employed in the king's business.
  1918. 2:19:37–2:19:40Mistress, I congratulate you.
  1919. 2:19:40–2:19:43The gentleman has turned gambler.
  1920. 2:19:43–2:19:47Aside, it was stolen by a thief.
  1921. 2:19:47–2:19:51And he is so proud that he says he gambled it away.
  1922. 2:19:51–2:19:53I love him for that.
  1923. 2:19:53–2:19:59He requests that you will therefore be good enough to accept in its place this necklace of pearls.
  1924. 2:20:00–2:20:06Aside, shall I show him the jewels? Reflecting, no, not yet.
  1925. 2:20:06–2:20:09Why don't you take this necklace?
  1926. 2:20:09–2:20:14Laughs and looks at her friend. Why should I not take the necklace?
  1927. 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?
  1928. 2:20:23–2:20:26Even after its blossoms are gone?
  1929. 2:20:26–2:20:27Allowed!
  1930. 2:20:27–2:20:34Sir, pray tell the worthy gambler Charu Dutta in my name that I shall pay him a visit this evening.
  1931. 2:20:34–2:20:39Aside, what else does she expect to get out of a visit to our house?
  1932. 2:20:39–2:20:47Allowed! Madam, I will tell him, aside, to have nothing more to do with this courtesan. Exit!
  1933. 2:20:47–2:20:50Take these jewels, girl.
  1934. 2:20:50–2:20:53Let us go and bring cheer to Charodatta.
  1935. 2:20:53–2:20:58But Mistress, see, an untimely storm is gathering.
  1936. 2:20:59–2:21:02The clouds may come, the rain may fall forever.
  1937. 2:21:03–2:21:05The night may blacken in the sky above.
  1938. 2:21:05–2:21:07For this I care not.
  1939. 2:21:07–2:21:09Now I will not waver.
  1940. 2:21:09–2:21:12My heart is journeying to him I love.
  1941. 2:21:12–2:21:16Take the necklace, girl, and come quickly.
  1942. 2:21:16–2:21:17Exceint Omnus.
  1943. 2:21:17–2:21:25The love-lawn Charodata appears, seated.
  1944. 2:21:25–2:21:33Looks up, an untimely storm is gathering. For see, the peacocks gaze and lift their fans on high.
  1945. 2:21:33–2:21:40The swans forget their purpose to depart. The untimely storm afflicts the blackened sky.
  1946. 2:21:40–2:21:47And the wistful lovers' heart. And again, the wet bull's belly wears no deeper dye.
  1947. 2:21:47–2:21:55eye. In flashing lightning's golden mantle clad. While cranes, his buglers, make the
  1948. 2:21:55–2:22:04heaven glad, the cloud, a second Vishnu, mounts the sky, and yet again, as dark as Vishnu's
  1949. 2:22:04–2:22:12form. With circling cranes, to trumpet him, instead of bugle strains, and garments in
  1950. 2:22:12–2:22:20lightning-silken robe approaches now the harbinger of rains. When lightning's lamp is lit, the
  1951. 2:22:20–2:22:27silver river, impetuous falls from out the cloudy womb, like severed lace from heaven-cloaking
  1952. 2:22:27–2:22:35bloom. It gleams an instant, then is gone forever, like shoaling fishers, or like dolphins
  1953. 2:22:35–2:22:42shy, or like to swans, toward heavens' walls that fly. Like paired flamingos, mailed and
  1954. 2:22:42–2:22:49made together, like mighty pinnacles that tower on high, in thousand forms the tumbling
  1955. 2:22:49–2:22:57clouds embrace. Though torn by winds, they gather, interlace, and paint the ample canvas
  1956. 2:22:57–2:23:04of the sky. The sky is black as Dhritarashtra's face, proud as the champion of Kuru's
  1957. 2:23:04–2:23:11The haughty peacock shrills his joy abroad. The cuckoo, in Yudhishtira's sad
  1958. 2:23:11–2:23:17case, is forced to wander if he would not die. The swans must leave their forest
  1959. 2:23:17–2:23:24homes and fly, like Pandu's sons, to seek an unknown place.
  1960. 2:23:24–2:23:31Reflecting. It is long since Maitreya went to visit Vasantasena, and even yet
  1961. 2:23:31–2:23:36he does not come. Enter Matreya.
  1962. 2:23:36–2:23:41Can found the courtesan's avarice and her incivility. To think of her making so short
  1963. 2:23:41–2:23:47a story of it. Over and over she repeats something about the affection she feels. And then without
  1964. 2:23:47–2:23:52more ado she pockets the necklace. She is rich enough so that she might at least have
  1965. 2:23:52–2:23:57said. Good matreya, rest a little, you must not go until you have had a cup to
  1966. 2:23:57–2:24:05drink. Can found the courtesan, I hope Ill never set eyes on her again. Wearily, the
  1967. 2:24:05–2:24:10proverb is right, it is hard to find a lotus plant without a root, a merchant who never
  1968. 2:24:10–2:24:16cheats, a goldsmith who never steals, a village gathering without a fight, and a courtesan
  1969. 2:24:16–2:24:22without avarice. Well, Ill find my friend and persuade him to have nothing more to
  1970. 2:24:22–2:24:29do with this courtesan. He walks about until he discovers Charadatta. Ah, my good friend
  1971. 2:24:29–2:24:35is sitting in the orchard. I, LL go to him. Approaching, Heaven bless you, may happiness
  1972. 2:24:35–2:24:37be yours.
  1973. 2:24:37–2:24:45Looking up, ah, my friend Maitreya has returned. You are very welcome, my friend. Pre-be
  1974. 2:24:45–2:24:46seated.
  1975. 2:24:46–2:24:48Thank you.
  1976. 2:24:48–2:24:51Tell me of your errand, my friend.
  1977. 2:24:51–2:24:53My errand went all wrong.
  1978. 2:24:53–2:24:55What?
  1979. 2:24:55–2:24:58Did she not accept the necklace?
  1980. 2:24:58–2:25:00How could we expect such a piece of luck?
  1981. 2:25:00–2:25:04शिपुद विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1982. 2:25:04–2:25:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1983. 2:25:08–2:25:11विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1984. 2:25:11–2:25:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1985. 2:25:14–2:25:18विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1986. 2:25:18–2:25:21विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1987. 2:25:21–2:25:24विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1988. 2:25:24–2:25:27विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1989. 2:25:27–2:25:34Now look here, I have a second grievance. She tipped her friend the wink, covered her face with
  1990. 2:25:34–2:25:41the hem of her dress, and laughed at me, and so, brahmin though I am, I hereby fall on my face
  1991. 2:25:41–2:25:47before you and beg you not to have anything more to do with this courtesan. That sort of society
  1992. 2:25:47–2:25:52does any amount of damage. A courtesan is like a pebble in your shoe. It hurts before you
  1993. 2:25:52–2:25:59get rid of it. And one thing more, my friend, a courtesan, an elephant, a scribe, a mendicant
  1994. 2:25:59–2:26:06friar, a swindler, and an ass where these dwell, not even rogues are born.
  1995. 2:26:06–2:26:15Oh, my friend, a truce to all your detraction. My poverty of itself prevents me. For consider,
  1996. 2:26:15–2:26:21The horse would gladly hasten here and there, but his legs fail him.
  1997. 2:26:21–2:26:26For his breath departs, so men's vain wishes wander everywhere.
  1998. 2:26:26–2:26:34Then, weary grown, return into their hearts, then too, my friend, if wealth is thine,
  1999. 2:26:34–2:26:39the maid is thine, for maids are won by gold.
  2000. 2:26:39–2:26:43aside, and not by virtue cold.
  2001. 2:26:43–2:26:44Allowed.
  2002. 2:26:44–2:26:50But Wealth is now no longer mine, and her I may not hold.
  2003. 2:26:50–2:26:54Looks down, aside, from the way he looks up in size.
  2004. 2:26:54–2:26:59I conclude that my effort to distract him has simply increased his longing.
  2005. 2:26:59–2:27:02The proverb is right, you can't reason with a lover.
  2006. 2:27:02–2:27:03Allowed.
  2007. 2:27:03–2:27:08Well, she told me to tell you that she would have to come here this evening.
  2008. 2:27:08–2:27:14I suppose she isn't satisfied with the necklace and is coming to look for something else.
  2009. 2:27:14–2:27:16Let her come, my friend.
  2010. 2:27:16–2:27:19She shall not depart unsatisfied.
  2011. 2:27:19–2:27:21Enter kumbhilka.
  2012. 2:27:21–2:27:22Listen.
  2013. 2:27:22–2:27:23Good people.
  2014. 2:27:23–2:27:28The more it rains in sheets, the more my skin gets wet.
  2015. 2:27:28–2:27:33The more the cold wind beats, the more I shake and fret.
  2016. 2:27:33–2:27:36He bursts out laughing.
  2017. 2:27:36–2:27:40I make the sweet flute speak from seven holes.
  2018. 2:27:40–2:27:44I make the loud flute speak on seven strings.
  2019. 2:27:44–2:27:47In singing, I essay the donkey's rolls.
  2020. 2:27:47–2:27:51No god can match my music when he sings.
  2021. 2:27:51–2:27:59My mistress Vasantasina said to me, Cumbulaka, go and tell Charudatta that I am coming.
  2022. 2:27:59–2:28:01So here I am.
  2023. 2:28:01–2:28:03On my way to Charudatta's house.
  2024. 2:28:03–2:28:05He walks about.
  2025. 2:28:05–2:28:10And as he enters, discovers Charodata.
  2026. 2:28:10–2:28:12Here is Charodata in the orchard.
  2027. 2:28:12–2:28:15And here is that wretched jack-o'-naips.
  2028. 2:28:15–2:28:16Two.
  2029. 2:28:16–2:28:17Well.
  2030. 2:28:17–2:28:18I'll go up to them.
  2031. 2:28:18–2:28:19What?
  2032. 2:28:19–2:28:21The orchard gate is shut.
  2033. 2:28:21–2:28:22Good.
  2034. 2:28:22–2:28:25I'll give this jack-o'-naips a hint.
  2035. 2:28:25–2:28:27He throws lumps of mud.
  2036. 2:28:27–2:28:34Well, who is this pelting me with mud, as if I were an apple tree inside of a fence?
  2037. 2:28:34–2:28:39the pigeons that play on the roof of the garden house.
  2038. 2:28:39–2:28:44Wait a minute, you confounded pigeon, with this stick I'll bring you down from the roof
  2039. 2:28:44–2:28:46to the ground.
  2040. 2:28:46–2:28:51Like an overripe mango, he raises his stick and starts to run.
  2041. 2:28:51–2:28:54Holding him back by the sacred god.
  2042. 2:28:54–2:28:58Sit down, my friend, what do you mean?
  2043. 2:28:58–2:29:02Leave the poor pigeon alone with his mate.
  2044. 2:29:02–2:29:03What?
  2045. 2:29:03–2:29:05He sees the pigeon and doesn't see me.
  2046. 2:29:05–2:29:06Good.
  2047. 2:29:06–2:29:09I'll hit him again with another lump of mud.
  2048. 2:29:09–2:29:11He does so.
  2049. 2:29:11–2:29:12Looks about him.
  2050. 2:29:12–2:29:13What?
  2051. 2:29:13–2:29:14Kumbalaka?
  2052. 2:29:14–2:29:15I'll be with you in a minute.
  2053. 2:29:15–2:29:17He approaches and opens the gate.
  2054. 2:29:17–2:29:20Well, Kumbalaka, come in.
  2055. 2:29:20–2:29:22I'm glad to see you.
  2056. 2:29:22–2:29:23Enters.
  2057. 2:29:23–2:29:26I salute you, sir.
  2058. 2:29:26–2:29:31Where do you come from, man, in this rain and darkness?
  2059. 2:29:31–2:29:33You see, she's here.
  2060. 2:29:33–2:29:34Who's she?
  2061. 2:29:34–2:29:35Who's here?
  2062. 2:29:35–2:29:36She.
  2063. 2:29:36–2:29:37See.
  2064. 2:29:37–2:29:38She.
  2065. 2:29:38–2:29:41Look here, you son of a slave.
  2066. 2:29:41–2:29:45What makes you sigh like a half-starved old beggar in a famine?
  2067. 2:29:45–2:29:47With your, she she she.
  2068. 2:29:47–2:29:51And what makes you hoot like an owl with your, who who who?
  2069. 2:29:51–2:29:53Alright, tell me.
  2070. 2:29:53–2:29:54Aside.
  2071. 2:29:54–2:29:56Suppose I say it this way.
  2072. 2:29:56–2:29:57Allowed.
  2073. 2:29:57–2:30:00I'll give you a riddle, man.
  2074. 2:30:00–2:30:30नाटक 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� आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� �
  2075. 2:30:30–2:30:34You fool, in spring, in wasanta.
  2076. 2:30:34–2:30:39Returns to kumbolaka. You fool, in spring, in vasanta.
  2077. 2:30:39–2:30:44Now ILL give you another. Who guards thriving villages?
  2078. 2:30:44–2:30:46Why, the guard?
  2079. 2:30:46–2:30:49Laughing. Wrong.
  2080. 2:30:49–2:30:58Well, I'm stuck. Reflecting. Good. I'll ask charodata again. He returns and puts the question to charodata.
  2081. 2:30:58–2:31:02The army, my friend, the sena
  2082. 2:31:02–2:31:07Comes back to Kumbulaka, the army, you jackass, the sena
  2083. 2:31:07–2:31:11Now put the two together and say, M fast
  2084. 2:31:11–2:31:13Sena vasanta
  2085. 2:31:13–2:31:16Say it turned around
  2086. 2:31:16–2:31:19Turns around, sena vasanta
  2087. 2:31:19–2:31:24You fool, you jacka-napes, turn the parts of the thing around
  2088. 2:31:24–2:31:28turns his feet around, Sena Vasanta.
  2089. 2:31:28–2:31:32You fool! Turn the parts of the word around.
  2090. 2:31:32–2:31:35After reflection, Vasanta Sena.
  2091. 2:31:35–2:31:37She's here.
  2092. 2:31:37–2:31:39Then I must tell Charada.
  2093. 2:31:39–2:31:44Approaching, well, Charada, your creditor is here.
  2094. 2:31:44–2:31:48How should a creditor come into my family?
  2095. 2:31:48–2:31:51Not in the family perhaps, but at the door.
  2096. 2:31:51–2:31:53Vasanta Sena is here.
  2097. 2:31:53–2:31:56Why do you deceive me, my friend?
  2098. 2:31:56–2:32:00If you can't trust me, then ask Kumbolaka here.
  2099. 2:32:00–2:32:03Kumbolaka, you jackass, come here.
  2100. 2:32:04–2:32:07Approaching. I salute you, sir.
  2101. 2:32:07–2:32:13You are welcome, my good fellow. Tell me, is Wusanta Sina really here?
  2102. 2:32:13–2:32:18Yes, she's here. Wusanta Sina is here.
  2103. 2:32:18–2:32:25Joyfully, my good fellow, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded.
  2104. 2:32:25–2:32:30Take this as your recompense. He gives him his mantle.
  2105. 2:32:30–2:32:36Take it and boughs. Gleefully, I'll tell my mistress.
  2106. 2:32:36–2:32:38Exit.
  2107. 2:32:38–2:32:41Do you see why she comes in a storm like this?
  2108. 2:32:41–2:32:45I do not quite understand, my friend.
  2109. 2:32:45–2:32:51I know, she has an idea that the pearl necklace is cheap, and the golden casket expensive.
  2110. 2:32:51–2:32:56She isn't satisfied, and she has come to look for something more.
  2111. 2:32:56–2:33:02Aside, she shall not depart unsatisfied.
  2112. 2:33:02–2:33:05Then enter the love-lawn Vasantasina.
  2113. 2:33:05–2:33:07In a splendid garment.
  2114. 2:33:07–2:33:08Fit.
  2115. 2:33:08–2:33:11For a woman who goes to meet her lover.
  2116. 2:33:11–2:33:13A maid with an umbrella.
  2117. 2:33:13–2:33:16the courtier.
  2118. 2:33:16–2:33:22Referring to Versanticina, Lakshmi without the lotus flower is she,
  2119. 2:33:22–2:33:29loveliest arrow of God, come as bow, the sweetest blossom on love's magic tree.
  2120. 2:33:29–2:33:33See how she moves, so gracefully and slow.
  2121. 2:33:33–2:33:37In passion's hour she still loves modesty.
  2122. 2:33:37–2:33:43In her, good wives their dearest sorrow know, when passion's drama shall inacted be.
  2123. 2:33:43–2:33:47When on love stage appears the passing show,
  2124. 2:33:47–2:33:50a host of wanderers shall bend them low,
  2125. 2:33:50–2:33:53glad to be slaves in such captivity.
  2126. 2:33:53–2:33:56See, Vasantasina.
  2127. 2:33:56–2:34:00See, the clouds hang drooping to the mountain peaks,
  2128. 2:34:00–2:34:02like a maiden's heart.
  2129. 2:34:02–2:34:06That distant lover seeks the peacock's startle
  2130. 2:34:06–2:34:08when the thunder booms
  2131. 2:34:08–2:34:11and fan the heaven with all their jeweled plumes.
  2132. 2:34:11–2:34:14and again? Mud-stained
  2133. 2:34:14–2:34:17and pelted by the streaming rain.
  2134. 2:34:17–2:34:20To drink the falling drops, the frogs are fain.
  2135. 2:34:20–2:34:24Full-throated peacocks love shrill passion show
  2136. 2:34:24–2:34:28and neeper flowers like brilliant candles glow.
  2137. 2:34:28–2:34:32Unfaithful clouds obscure the hostage moon.
  2138. 2:34:32–2:34:33Like naves,
  2139. 2:34:33–2:34:36unworthy of so dear a boon,
  2140. 2:34:36–2:34:39like some poor maid of better breeding bear.
  2141. 2:34:39–2:34:43The impatient lightning rests not anywhere.
  2142. 2:34:43–2:34:46Sir, what you say is most true.
  2143. 2:34:46–2:34:50For the night, an angry rival, bars my way,
  2144. 2:34:50–2:34:53Her thunder's fame would check and hinder me.
  2145. 2:34:53–2:34:57Fond fool, with him I love thou shalt not stay.
  2146. 2:34:57–2:34:59T is I, T is I.
  2147. 2:35:00–2:35:04नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2148. 2:35:04–2:35:08नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2149. 2:35:08–2:35:12नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2150. 2:35:12–2:35:16नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  2151. 2:35:16–2:35:20नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  2152. 2:35:20–2:35:24नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  2153. 2:35:24–2:35:28नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  2154. 2:35:28–2:35:39But see, Vasantasina, another cloud, Spared by the fickle fury of the air, a flood of
  2155. 2:35:39–2:35:42arrows In his rushing streams.
  2156. 2:35:42–2:35:50His drum, the roaring thunder's mighty Blair, His banner, living lightning's awful gleams,
  2157. 2:35:50–2:35:57Rages within the sky, and shows him bold, Mid-beams that to the moon allegiance, oh,
  2158. 2:35:57–2:36:03a hero king within the hostile hold of his unwarlike foe.
  2159. 2:36:03–2:36:11True, true, and more than this, as dark as elephants, these clouds alone, fall like a
  2160. 2:36:11–2:36:17cruel dart with streaks of lightning and with white birds strewn to wound my wretched heart.
  2161. 2:36:17–2:36:26But, oh, why should the heron, bird of doom, with that perfidious sound, of rain, rain,
  2162. 2:36:26–2:36:29green, grim summons to the tomb.
  2163. 2:36:29–2:36:36For her who spends her lonely hours in blooms true salt upon the wound.
  2164. 2:36:36–2:36:37Very true.
  2165. 2:36:37–2:36:38Vasantasena.
  2166. 2:36:38–2:36:40And yet again.
  2167. 2:36:40–2:36:46It seems as if the sky would take the guise of some fierce elephant to service bread.
  2168. 2:36:46–2:36:52The lightning like a waving streamer flies and white cranes serve to deck his mighty
  2169. 2:36:52–2:36:53head.
  2170. 2:36:53–2:36:59But look, sir, look, clouds, black as wet tamala leaves.
  2171. 2:36:59–2:37:02The ball of heaven hide from our sight.
  2172. 2:37:02–2:37:06Rain smitten homes of ants decay in fall.
  2173. 2:37:06–2:37:09Like beasts that arrows smite.
  2174. 2:37:09–2:37:12Like golden lambs within a lordly hall.
  2175. 2:37:12–2:37:14Wander the lightnings bright,
  2176. 2:37:14–2:37:17as when men steal the wife of some base-troll.
  2177. 2:37:17–2:37:20Clouds rob the moon of light.
  2178. 2:37:20–2:37:27See, Vasantasina. See, clouds. Harnessed in the lightning's gleams,
  2179. 2:37:27–2:37:34like charging elephants dash by at Indra's bidding. Pour their streams
  2180. 2:37:34–2:37:40until with silver cords it seems that earth is linked with sky
  2181. 2:37:40–2:37:45and look yonder. As herds of buffaloes the clouds are black.
  2182. 2:37:45–2:37:51The winds deny the meese. They fly on lightning wings and little lack
  2183. 2:37:51–2:37:57of seeming troubled seas, smitten with falling drops. The fragrance odd
  2184. 2:37:57–2:38:03upon whose bosom greenest grass is nod seems pierced with pearls.
  2185. 2:38:03–2:38:08Each pearl an arrowy rod. And here is yet another cloud.
  2186. 2:38:08–2:38:12The peacocks shrill voiced cry, implausit to draw nigh.
  2187. 2:38:12–2:38:15and ardent cranes on high.
  2188. 2:38:15–2:38:19Abrace it lovingly, the wistful swans are spied,
  2189. 2:38:19–2:38:23the lotus sweet as sky, the darkest colors lie,
  2190. 2:38:23–2:38:24on heaven clingingly.
  2191. 2:38:25–2:38:30True, for see, a thousand lotuses that bloom by night,
  2192. 2:38:30–2:38:33a thousand blooming when the day is bright,
  2193. 2:38:33–2:38:37nor close nor ope their eyes to heaven's sight.
  2194. 2:38:37–2:38:40There is no night nor day.
  2195. 2:38:40–2:38:47The face of heaven, thus shrouded in the night, is only for a single instant bright.
  2196. 2:38:47–2:38:52When momentary lightning gives us sight, else is it dark all way.
  2197. 2:38:52–2:38:59Now sleeps the world as still as in the night. Within the house of rain, where nought is bright.
  2198. 2:38:59–2:39:05Where hosts of swollen clouds seem to our sight. One covering veil of grey.
  2199. 2:39:05–2:39:10True, and see, the stars are lost like mercies given
  2200. 2:39:10–2:39:14To men of evil heart, like lonely parted wives
  2201. 2:39:14–2:39:18The heaven, sees all her charms depart
  2202. 2:39:18–2:39:22And, molten in the cruel heat of Indra's bolt
  2203. 2:39:22–2:39:26It seems, as if the sky fell at our feet
  2204. 2:39:26–2:39:29In liquid, flowing streams and yet again
  2205. 2:39:29–2:39:34The clouds first darkly rise, then darkly fall
  2206. 2:39:34–2:39:38sent forth their floods of rain and thunder wall,
  2207. 2:39:38–2:39:41assuming posture strange and manifold,
  2208. 2:39:41–2:39:45like men but newly blessed with wealth untold.
  2209. 2:39:45–2:39:50True. The heaven is radiant with the lightning's glare.
  2210. 2:39:50–2:39:53Its laughter is the cry of myriad cranes.
  2211. 2:39:53–2:39:57Its voice. The bolts that whistle through the air.
  2212. 2:39:57–2:40:00Its dance. That bow whose arrow
  2213. 2:40:00–2:40:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2214. 2:40:04–2:40:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2215. 2:40:08–2:40:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2216. 2:40:12–2:40:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विमर्शक रेक।
  2217. 2:40:16–2:40:20विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विमर्शक रेक।
  2218. 2:40:30–2:40:33Now thy clouds like mighty lions roar?
  2219. 2:40:33–2:40:37Ah no, thou shouldst not send thy streaming rain
  2220. 2:40:37–2:40:40To fill my journey to my love with pain
  2221. 2:40:40–2:40:44Remember, for ahalya sweet sake thou once didst lie
  2222. 2:40:44–2:40:49Thou knowest lovers' pain, as thou didst suffer then
  2223. 2:40:49–2:40:53Now suffer I, O cruel, cease thy rain
  2224. 2:40:53–2:40:57And yet, thunder in rain enlighten hundredfold
  2225. 2:40:57–2:41:04forth from thy sky above. The woman canst thou not delay nor hold. Who journeys to her lough?
  2226. 2:41:04–2:41:12Let thunders roar, for men work rule ever. But, oh, thou maiden lightning, didst thou never,
  2227. 2:41:12–2:41:20no pains that maidens know. But mistress, do not scold the lightning. She is your friend.
  2228. 2:41:20–2:41:26This golden cord that trembles on the breast of great Eravata,
  2229. 2:41:26–2:41:31upon the crest of rocky hills, this banner all ablaze.
  2230. 2:41:31–2:41:35This lamp in Indra's palace, but most blessed,
  2231. 2:41:35–2:41:38as telling where your most beloved stays.
  2232. 2:41:38–2:41:42And here, sir, is his house.
  2233. 2:41:42–2:41:46You know all the arts and need no instruction now.
  2234. 2:41:46–2:41:53Yet love bids me prattle. When you enter here, you must not show yourself too angry.
  2235. 2:41:53–2:42:06Where anger is, their love is not. Or no, except for anger hot. There is no love. Be angry. Make him angry then. Be kind.
  2236. 2:42:06–2:42:13And make him kind again the man you love. So much for that. Who is there? Let Charu Datta know.
  2237. 2:42:13–2:42:19that while clouds look beautiful. And in the hour, fragrant with neapol and
  2238. 2:42:19–2:42:27cadamba flower, she comes to see her lover. Very wet, with dripping locks, but pleased
  2239. 2:42:27–2:42:33and loving yet. Though lightning and though thunder terrifies, she comes to see you.
  2240. 2:42:33–2:42:40Tea is for you, she sighs. The mud still soils the anklets on her feet, but in
  2241. 2:42:40–2:42:43In a moment she will have them sweet.
  2242. 2:42:43–2:42:48Listening, my friend, free discover what this means.
  2243. 2:42:48–2:42:55Yes, sir, he approaches Vasantasina, respectfully, heaven bless you.
  2244. 2:42:55–2:42:57I salute you, sir.
  2245. 2:42:57–2:42:59I am very glad to see you.
  2246. 2:42:59–2:43:05To the courtier, sir, the meet with the umbrella is at your service.
  2247. 2:43:05–2:43:07Aside.
  2248. 2:43:07–2:43:09A very clever way to get rid of me.
  2249. 2:43:09–2:43:18Thank you. And Mistress Vasanticina. Pride and tricks and lies and fraud are in your face.
  2250. 2:43:18–2:43:25False playground of the lustful God. Such is your face. The wench is stock in trade.
  2251. 2:43:25–2:43:33In fine epitome of joy's divine. I mean, your face for sale. The price is courtesy.
  2252. 2:43:33–2:43:39I trust you'll find a man to buy. Your face? Exit!
  2253. 2:43:39–2:43:42Good my trail. Where is your gambler?
  2254. 2:43:42–2:43:47Aside. Gambler. Ah, she's paying a compliment to my friend.
  2255. 2:43:47–2:43:51Allowed. Madam. Here he is in the dry orchard.
  2256. 2:43:51–2:43:55But sir, what do you call a dry orchard?
  2257. 2:43:55–2:44:01Madam, it's a place where there's nothing to eat or drink, Vasantasina smiles.
  2258. 2:44:01–2:44:03Pray enter, madam.
  2259. 2:44:03–2:44:08Aside to her mead, what shall I say when I enter?
  2260. 2:44:08–2:44:11Gambler, what luck this evening?
  2261. 2:44:11–2:44:15Quote, shall I dare to see it?
  2262. 2:44:15–2:44:19When the time comes, it will say itself.
  2263. 2:44:19–2:44:21Enter, madam.
  2264. 2:44:21–2:44:27Enters, approaches Charuditta, and strikes him with the flowers which she holds.
  2265. 2:44:27–2:44:32Well, Gamelor, watch luck this evening.
  2266. 2:44:32–2:44:37Discovers her, ah, Vasantasena is here.
  2267. 2:44:37–2:44:44He rises joyfully, oh, my beloved, my evening's pass in watching ever.
  2268. 2:44:44–2:44:46My nights from sighs are never free.
  2269. 2:44:46–2:44:52This evening cannot else than sever in bringing you, my grief in me.
  2270. 2:44:52–2:44:55You are very, very welcome.
  2271. 2:44:55–2:44:58Here is the seat, pray be seated.
  2272. 2:44:58–2:45:00Here is the seat, be seated.
  2273. 2:45:00–2:45:30विसंतसीना शिट्स बन दियादर्स बजद्सी, मैझे विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्�
  2274. 2:45:30–2:45:32My Traeha, do you stay here?
  2275. 2:45:32–2:45:35I will wait upon my Mistress.
  2276. 2:45:35–2:45:37She does so.
  2277. 2:45:37–2:45:43Aside to Charodata, my friend, I'd just like to ask the lady a question.
  2278. 2:45:43–2:45:44Then do so.
  2279. 2:45:44–2:45:45Allowed.
  2280. 2:45:45–2:45:49Madam, what made you come here, when it is so stormy and dark that you can't see
  2281. 2:45:49–2:45:51the moon?
  2282. 2:45:51–2:45:56Mistress, the Brahmin is very plain spoken.
  2283. 2:45:56–2:45:59You might better call him Plebo.
  2284. 2:45:59–2:46:05My mistress came to ask how much that pearl necklace is worth.
  2285. 2:46:05–2:46:08Aside to Charodota, there, I told you so.
  2286. 2:46:08–2:46:13She thinks the pearl necklace is cheap, and the golden casket is expensive.
  2287. 2:46:13–2:46:18She isn't satisfied, she has come to look for something more.
  2288. 2:46:18–2:46:24For my mistress imagined that it was her own, and gambled it away, and nobody knows
  2289. 2:46:24–2:46:27where the gambling master has gone.
  2290. 2:46:27–2:46:30he is employed in the king's business.
  2291. 2:46:30–2:46:35Madam, you are simply repeating what somebody said before.
  2292. 2:46:35–2:46:39While we are looking for him, pray take this golden casket.
  2293. 2:46:39–2:46:41She displays the casket.
  2294. 2:46:41–2:46:43My trayah hesitates.
  2295. 2:46:43–2:46:47Sir, you examine it very closely.
  2296. 2:46:47–2:46:49Did you ever see it before?
  2297. 2:46:49–2:46:55No, madam, but the skillful workmanship captivates the eye.
  2298. 2:46:55–2:47:00Your eyes deceive you, sir. This is the golden casket.
  2299. 2:47:00–2:47:07Joyfully. Well, my friend, here is the golden casket, the very one that thieves stole from
  2300. 2:47:07–2:47:09our house.
  2301. 2:47:09–2:47:16My friend, the artifice we tried before. Her stolen treasure to restore is practiced
  2302. 2:47:16–2:47:22now on us. But no, I cannot think, T is really so.
  2303. 2:47:22–2:47:26But it is so, I swear it on my brahmin hood.
  2304. 2:47:26–2:47:28This is welcome news.
  2305. 2:47:28–2:47:33Aside to Charadatta, I'm going to ask where they found it.
  2306. 2:47:33–2:47:36I see no harm in that.
  2307. 2:47:36–2:47:38Whispers in the maid's ear.
  2308. 2:47:38–2:47:39There.
  2309. 2:47:39–2:47:41Whispers in my Tray's ear.
  2310. 2:47:41–2:47:43So there.
  2311. 2:47:43–2:47:47What is it, and why are we left out?
  2312. 2:47:47–2:47:49Whispers in Charadatta's ear.
  2313. 2:47:49–2:47:50So there.
  2314. 2:47:50–2:47:55My good girl, is this really the same golden casket?
  2315. 2:47:55–2:47:59Yes, sir, the very same.
  2316. 2:47:59–2:48:05My good girl, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded.
  2317. 2:48:05–2:48:08Take this ring as your recompense.
  2318. 2:48:08–2:48:15He looks at his finger, notices that the ring is gone, and betrays his embarrassment.
  2319. 2:48:15–2:48:19To herself, I love you for that.
  2320. 2:48:19–2:48:26Aside to Maitreya, alas, when in this world a man has lost his all, why should he set his
  2321. 2:48:26–2:48:34heart on longer life? His angers and his favours fruitless fall. His purposes and powers are all
  2322. 2:48:34–2:48:42its strife. Like wingless birds, dry pools, or withered trees, like famless snakes, the poor
  2323. 2:48:42–2:48:51are like to these. Light man deserted houses, blasted trees, like empty wells, the poor are
  2324. 2:48:51–2:48:57like to these. For them no pleasant hours serve happy ends. They are forgotten of their
  2325. 2:48:57–2:48:59sometime friends.
  2326. 2:48:59–2:49:06But you must not grieve thus beyond reason. He bursts out laughing, aloud, Madam, please
  2327. 2:49:06–2:49:08give me back my bath cloud.
  2328. 2:49:08–2:49:15Charu Ditta, it was not right that you should show your distrust of me by sending me this pearl necklace.
  2329. 2:49:16–2:49:23With an embarrassed smile. But remember, Vasantasena, who will believe the truth?
  2330. 2:49:23–2:49:30Suspicion now is sure, this world will show no wrath to the inglorious poor.
  2331. 2:49:30–2:49:34Tell me, girl, are you going to sleep here tonight?
  2332. 2:49:34–2:49:41Laughing, but good my Traya, you show yourself most remarkably plain spoken now.
  2333. 2:49:41–2:49:51See, my friend, the rain enters again in great streams, as if it wanted to drive people away when they are sitting comfortably together.
  2334. 2:49:51–2:50:00You are quite right, the falling waters pierce the cloud. As Lutus shoots the soil and paste the soil.
  2335. 2:50:00–2:50:03विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक
  2336. 2:50:03–2:50:06विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक
  2337. 2:50:06–2:50:09नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक
  2338. 2:50:09–2:50:11नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक
  2339. 2:50:11–2:50:13Virgin Hurls.
  2340. 2:50:13–2:50:19And black as Baladeva's cloak, the heaven, seems to pour out all Indra's
  2341. 2:50:19–2:50:20hoarded pearls.
  2342. 2:50:20–2:50:27See, my beloved, see, the heaven is painted with the blackest dye.
  2343. 2:50:27–2:50:31And fanned by cool and fragrant evening airs.
  2344. 2:50:31–2:50:39Red lightning, glad in union, clasps the sky, with voluntary arms, and shows on high,
  2345. 2:50:39–2:50:48love that maiden heart to lover bears. Vasantasena betrays her passion and throws her arms about
  2346. 2:50:48–2:50:55Charudatta. Charudatta feels her touch and embraces her.
  2347. 2:50:55–2:51:04More grimly yet, O thunder, boom, for by thy grace and power, my love-distracted limbs now bloom,
  2348. 2:51:04–2:51:12Like the Kadamba flower, her dear touch all my bean thrills, and love my inmost spirit fills.
  2349. 2:51:13–2:51:18Can found you, storm, you are no gentleman to frighten the lady with the lightning.
  2350. 2:51:19–2:51:26Do not rebuke the storm. My friend, let's ceaseless reign a hundred years in dear.
  2351. 2:51:26–2:51:33The lightning quiver, and the thunderpeel, for what I deemed impossible is show.
  2352. 2:51:33–2:51:41Her dear loved arms about my neck I feel. And, oh, my friend, he only knows what riches are.
  2353. 2:51:41–2:51:46Whose love comes to him from afar. Whose arms that dearest form enfold.
  2354. 2:51:47–2:51:55While yet with rain, tea is wet and cold. Vasantasena, my beloved, the masonry is shaken,
  2355. 2:51:55–2:52:03and so old, the awning, that, tea will not much longer hold. Heavy with water is the painted wall,
  2356. 2:52:04–2:52:13from which dissolving bits of mortar fall. He looks up. The rainbow. See, my beloved, see.
  2357. 2:52:15–2:52:22See how they yawn. The cloudy jaws of heaven? As by a tongue. By forked lightning ribbon.
  2358. 2:52:22–2:52:29and to the sky great Indra's fiery bow. In lieu of high up lifted arms is given.
  2359. 2:52:29–2:52:35Come, let us seek a shelter. He rises and walks about
  2360. 2:52:35–2:52:41on palm trees shrill, on thickets still, on boulders dashing,
  2361. 2:52:41–2:52:50on waters splashing, like a lute that, smitten, sings. The rainy music rings.
  2362. 2:52:50–2:52:57Excent Omnis. Enter a maid.
  2363. 2:52:57–2:53:06Isn't my mistress awake yet? Well, I must go in and wake her. She walks about. The Santa
  2364. 2:53:06–2:53:14Cena appears. Dressed, but still asleep. The maid discovers her. It is time to get up.
  2365. 2:53:14–2:53:17Mistress, the morning is here.
  2366. 2:53:17–2:53:22Awakening. What, is the night over? Is it morning?
  2367. 2:53:22–2:53:28For us it is morning. But for my mistress it appears to be night still.
  2368. 2:53:28–2:53:31But girl, where is your gamela?
  2369. 2:53:31–2:53:40Mistress, after giving Vardamannaka his orders, Charidatta went to the old garden pushparkaranda.
  2370. 2:53:40–2:53:42What orders?
  2371. 2:53:42–2:53:50To have the bullet cart ready before daylight. For, he said, Vasantasena was to come.
  2372. 2:53:50–2:53:52Where, girl?
  2373. 2:53:52–2:53:54Where Charu Datta is.
  2374. 2:53:54–2:53:56Embraces the maid.
  2375. 2:53:56–2:54:00I did not have a good look at him in the evening.
  2376. 2:54:00–2:54:03But today I shall see him face to face.
  2377. 2:54:03–2:54:08Tell me, girl, have I found my way into the inner court?
  2378. 2:54:08–2:54:12You have found your way not only into the inner court,
  2379. 2:54:12–2:54:16but into the heart of everyone who lives here.
  2380. 2:54:16–2:54:19Tell me, are Charu Datta servants vexed?
  2381. 2:54:19–2:54:21They will be.
  2382. 2:54:21–2:54:23When?
  2383. 2:54:23–2:54:25When my mistress goes away.
  2384. 2:54:25–2:54:28But not so much as I shall be.
  2385. 2:54:28–2:54:33Persuasively, here, girl, take this pearl necklace.
  2386. 2:54:33–2:54:36You must go and give it to my lady sister.
  2387. 2:54:36–2:54:38His good wife.
  2388. 2:54:38–2:54:40And give her this message.
  2389. 2:54:40–2:54:43Worthy Charu Ditta's virtues have won me.
  2390. 2:54:43–2:54:45Made me his slave.
  2391. 2:54:45–2:54:47And therefore your slave also.
  2392. 2:54:47–2:54:51And so I hope that these pearls may adorn your neck.
  2393. 2:54:51–2:54:55But Mistress, Charidata will be angry with you.
  2394. 2:54:55–2:54:59Though, he will not be angry.
  2395. 2:55:00–2:55:31विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक
  2396. 2:55:31–2:55:33little cart.
  2397. 2:55:33–2:55:40Pivishly, I don't like this little clay cart, Radanica. Give me my gold cart.
  2398. 2:55:40–2:55:47Sighing wearily, how should we have anything to do with gold now? My child? When your papa
  2399. 2:55:47–2:55:53is rich again, then you shall have a gold cart to play with. But I'll amuse him by
  2400. 2:55:53–2:56:01taking him to see Vesantasina. She approaches Vesantasina. Mistress. My service to you,
  2401. 2:56:01–2:56:10I am glad to see you. Radhanika, but whose little boy is this? He wears no ornaments,
  2402. 2:56:10–2:56:18yet his dear little face makes my heart happy. This is Sherudita's son, Roasena.
  2403. 2:56:18–2:56:24Stretches out her arms, thumb, my boy, and put your little arms around me. She takes
  2404. 2:56:24–2:56:29Simp on her lap. He looks just like his father.
  2405. 2:56:29–2:56:36More than looks like him. He is like him. At least I think so. His father is perfectly
  2406. 2:56:36–2:56:38devoted to him.
  2407. 2:56:38–2:56:41But what is he crying about?
  2408. 2:56:41–2:56:47He used to play with a gold cart that belongs to the son of a neighbour. But that was
  2409. 2:56:47–2:56:53taken away. And when he asked for it, I made him this little clay cart. But when I
  2410. 2:56:53–2:57:01gave it to him. He said, I don't like this little clay card. Radanaka, give me my gold
  2411. 2:57:01–2:57:02card.
  2412. 2:57:02–2:57:10Oh, dear, to think that this little fellow has to suffer because others are wealthy. Ah,
  2413. 2:57:10–2:57:16mighty fate, the destinies of men, uncertain as the water drops which fall upon a lotus
  2414. 2:57:16–2:57:25seem to be but playthings. Tearfully, don't cry, my child, you shall have a gold cart to
  2415. 2:57:25–2:57:26play with.
  2416. 2:57:26–2:57:29Who is she, Radanaka?
  2417. 2:57:29–2:57:34A slave of your fathers, one by his virtues.
  2418. 2:57:34–2:57:37My child, the lady is your mother.
  2419. 2:57:37–2:57:43That's a lie, Radanaka. If the lady is my mother, why does she wear those pretty
  2420. 2:57:43–2:57:44ornaments?
  2421. 2:57:44–2:57:53My child, your innocent lips can say terrible things. She removes her ornaments. Weeping,
  2422. 2:57:53–2:57:59now I am your mother. You shall take these ornaments and have a gold cart made for you.
  2423. 2:57:59–2:58:04Go away, I won't take them, you're crying.
  2424. 2:58:04–2:58:18Wiping 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 gold cart made for you.
  2425. 2:58:20–2:58:28Exit Radanika, with Rohasena. Enter Vardamanaka, driving a bullet cart.
  2426. 2:58:28–2:58:37Radanika, Radanika, tell Mistress Vasantasina that the covered cart is standing ready at the side door.
  2427. 2:58:37–2:58:46Entering. Mistress, Vardamanaka is here, and he says that the cart is waiting at the side door.
  2428. 2:58:46–2:58:51He must wait a minute, girl, while I get ready.
  2429. 2:58:51–2:58:57Wait a minute, Vardamanaka, while she gets ready. Exit.
  2430. 2:58:57–2:59:05Hello, I've forgotten the cushion. I must go and get it. But the nose rope makes the bullock skittish.
  2431. 2:59:05–2:59:09I suppose I had better take the cart along with me. Exit.
  2432. 2:59:09–2:59:16Bring me my things, girl. I must make myself ready. She does so.
  2433. 2:59:16–2:59:23Enter, driving a bullet cart, Stavaraka, servant to Sansternaka.
  2434. 2:59:23–2:59:28Sansternaka, the king's brother in law, said to me,
  2435. 2:59:28–2:59:35take a bullet cart, stavaraka, and come as quick as you can to the old garden pushpaka randa.
  2436. 2:59:35–2:59:38Well, I'm on my way there. Get up,
  2437. 2:59:38–2:59:43Bullocks, get up, he drives about and looks around.
  2438. 2:59:43–2:59:46Why? The road is blocked with villagers' carts.
  2439. 2:59:46–2:59:51What am I to do now? Hortily, get out of my way.
  2440. 2:59:51–3:00:00You, get out of my way. He listens. What's that? You want to know whose cart this is? This cart belongs to-
  2441. 3:00:00–3:00:30विश्ण्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द ना�
  2442. 3:00:30–3:00:34out of my way. What's that? You want me to wait a minute and put a shoulder to your
  2443. 3:00:34–3:00:41wheel? Confound you, a brave man like me. That serves Sansternaca. The king's brother
  2444. 3:00:41–3:00:48in law. Put a shoulder to your wheel. After all, the poor fellow is quite alone. I'll
  2445. 3:00:48–3:00:55do it. I'll stop my cart at the side door to Charudata's orchard. He does so. I'm
  2446. 3:00:55–3:00:56coming. Exit.
  2447. 3:00:56–3:01:02Mistress, I think I hear the sound of wheels. The cart must be here.
  2448. 3:01:02–3:01:08Come, girl, my heart grows impatient. Go with me to the side door.
  2449. 3:01:08–3:01:11Follow me, Mistress.
  2450. 3:01:11–3:01:16Walks about. You have earned a rest, girl.
  2451. 3:01:16–3:01:20Thank you, Mistress. Exit.
  2452. 3:01:20–3:01:24feels her right eye twitch as she enters the cart.
  2453. 3:01:24–3:01:26Why should my right eye twitch now?
  2454. 3:01:26–3:01:30But the sight of Charu Ditta will smooth away the bad omen.
  2455. 3:01:30–3:01:32Enter Stavaraka.
  2456. 3:01:33–3:01:35I've cleared the carts out of the way.
  2457. 3:01:35–3:01:37And now I'll go ahead.
  2458. 3:01:37–3:01:39He mounts and drives away.
  2459. 3:01:39–3:01:40To himself.
  2460. 3:01:40–3:01:42The cart has grown heavy.
  2461. 3:01:42–3:01:45But I suppose it only seems so.
  2462. 3:01:45–3:01:48Because I got tired helping them with that wheel.
  2463. 3:01:48–3:01:50Well, I'll go along.
  2464. 3:01:50–3:01:53Get up! Bullocks! Get up!
  2465. 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!
  2466. 3:02:10–3:02:17Enter, in excited haste, Ariaka, an iron chain on one foot.
  2467. 3:02:17–3:02:20Covering his face, he walks about.
  2468. 3:02:20–3:02:21To himself.
  2469. 3:02:21–3:02:24There is great excitement in the city.
  2470. 3:02:24–3:02:28I must get out of the way as fast as I possibly can.
  2471. 3:02:28–3:02:29Exit.
  2472. 3:02:29–3:02:32I leave behind me that accursed sea.
  2473. 3:02:32–3:02:35Of human woe in human misery.
  2474. 3:02:35–3:02:37The prison of the king.
  2475. 3:02:37–3:02:44elephants that break their chains and flee. I drag a feted foot most painfully. In flight
  2476. 3:02:44–3:02:50and wandering, King Palakka was frightened by a prophecy. Took me from the hamlet where
  2477. 3:02:50–3:02:57I lived, feted me, and thrust me into a solitary cell. There to await my death. But with the
  2478. 3:02:57–3:03:05help of my good friend Sharvilaka I escaped. He shed steers. If such my fate, no sin
  2479. 3:03:05–3:03:13is mine at least. That he should cage me like a savage beast. A man may fight with kings,
  2480. 3:03:13–3:03:19though not with fate and yet, can helpless men contend with great? Wither shall I go
  2481. 3:03:19–3:03:25with my wretchedness? He looks about, here is the house of some good man who hasn't locked
  2482. 3:03:25–3:03:33the side door. The house is old, the door without a lock. The hinges all aright,
  2483. 3:03:33–3:03:42man, no doubt, who feels must fortune's shock, as cruelly as I, I will enter here and wait.
  2484. 3:03:42–3:03:44Get up, Bullocks! Get up!
  2485. 3:03:44–3:03:52Listening, ah, a Bullock cart is coming this way. If this should prove to be a picnic rig.
  2486. 3:03:52–3:03:59Its occupants not be wishly inclined. Some noble lady's waiting carriage-trig. Or rich
  2487. 3:03:59–3:04:06Man's coach, that leaves the town behind and if it empty be. Fate-proofing kind, T would
  2488. 3:04:06–3:04:14seem a god sent to my anxious mind. Enter Vada Manaka with the bullet cart.
  2489. 3:04:14–3:04:20There, I've got the cushion. Radha Nika, tell Mistress Vasantacina that the cart
  2490. 3:04:20–3:04:26is ready and waiting for her to get in and drive to the old. Garden Pushbackaranda.
  2491. 3:04:26–3:04:36Listening. This is a quarter's and scart. Going out of the city. Good. I'll climb in. He approaches cautiously.
  2492. 3:04:36–3:04:50Here'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.
  2493. 3:04:50–3:04:55The ankle rings tinkle only when the feet are moving and the sound has ceased
  2494. 3:04:56–3:05:00Besides the cart has grown heavy. I am sure
  2495. 3:05:00–3:05:30विश्विर्दि नाटक विश्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च
  2496. 3:05:30–3:05:36gate of the main street. You at the west, you at the south, you at the north. I'll
  2497. 3:05:36–3:05:44climb up the broken wall here with Chandanaka and take a look. Come on, Chandanaka. Come
  2498. 3:05:44–3:05:55on, this way. Enter Chandanaka in excitement. Come, come, Viraka, Vishalya, Bhimingada,
  2499. 3:05:55–3:06:00Dandakala, Dandashura, and the rest of you.
  2500. 3:06:00–3:06:03Come quick, my Reliables.
  2501. 3:06:03–3:06:04Work.
  2502. 3:06:04–3:06:05Now begin.
  2503. 3:06:05–3:06:08Lest the Old King go out.
  2504. 3:06:08–3:06:10And a new King come in.
  2505. 3:06:10–3:06:12Search gardens.
  2506. 3:06:12–3:06:13And dives.
  2507. 3:06:13–3:06:15And the town.
  2508. 3:06:15–3:06:16And the street.
  2509. 3:06:16–3:06:17The market.
  2510. 3:06:17–3:06:18The hamlet.
  2511. 3:06:18–3:06:20Wherever you meet.
  2512. 3:06:20–3:06:22With what looks suspicious.
  2513. 3:06:22–3:06:23Now.
  2514. 3:06:23–3:06:24Viraka.
  2515. 3:06:24–3:06:29say, Who saved the young herdsmen that just broke away?
  2516. 3:06:29–3:06:33Who was born when the son in his eighth mansion stood?
  2517. 3:06:33–3:06:35Or the moon in her fourth?
  2518. 3:06:35–3:06:39Or when Jupiter could be seen in his sixth?
  2519. 3:06:39–3:06:43Or when Saturn was resting in his ninth?
  2520. 3:06:43–3:06:47In her sixth house when Venus was nesting?
  2521. 3:06:47–3:06:49Or Mars in his fifth?
  2522. 3:06:49–3:06:54Who will dare to be giving the herdsmen protection, while I am still
  2523. 3:06:54–3:07:04Still living? 9. 10. Chandanaka, you mercenary, I swear on your heart, is being long out of
  2524. 3:07:04–3:07:09prison. For the herdsmen escaped, ere the sun was half-risen.
  2525. 3:07:09–3:07:13Get up, Bullocks, get up!
  2526. 3:07:13–3:07:21Discovers him. Look. Man. Look. A covered cart is moving in the middle of the road.
  2527. 3:07:21–3:07:26it, whose it is, and where it takes its load.
  2528. 3:07:26–3:07:28Discovers him.
  2529. 3:07:28–3:07:33Here, driver, stop your cart, whose cart is this?
  2530. 3:07:33–3:07:34Who is in it?
  2531. 3:07:34–3:07:36Where is it going?
  2532. 3:07:36–3:07:38This is Charodata's cart.
  2533. 3:07:38–3:07:40Mistress Vasantasina is in it.
  2534. 3:07:40–3:07:46I am taking her to the old garden pushback randa to meet Charodata.
  2535. 3:07:46–3:07:48Approaches Chandanaka.
  2536. 3:07:48–3:07:54The driver says it is Sherudita's cart that Vasantacina is in it.
  2537. 3:07:54–3:07:59That he is taking her to the Old Garden Pushparkaranda.
  2538. 3:07:59–3:08:04Then let it pass without inspection?
  2539. 3:08:04–3:08:05Certainly.
  2540. 3:08:05–3:08:07On whose authority?
  2541. 3:08:07–3:08:09On Sherudita's.
  2542. 3:08:09–3:08:11Who is Charudata?
  2543. 3:08:11–3:08:13Or who is Vasantacina?
  2544. 3:08:13–3:08:17That the cart should pass without inspection?
  2545. 3:08:17–3:08:27you know Charudatta, man, nor Visantasina? If you don't know Charudatta, nor Visantasina,
  2546. 3:08:27–3:08:32then you don't know the moon in heaven, nor the moonlight. Who doesn't know this moon
  2547. 3:08:32–3:08:40of goodness? Virtue's lotus flower, this gem of four broad seas, this savior in man's
  2548. 3:08:40–3:08:50luckless hour? These two are holy worshipful. Our city's ornaments. Vasantacena. Charudatta.
  2549. 3:08:50–3:09:00Sea of Excellence. Well. Well. Chandanaka. Charudatta? Vasantacena? I know them perfectly,
  2550. 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.
  2551. 3:09:08–3:09:15himself. In a former existence the one must have been my enemy. The other my kinsmen,
  2552. 3:09:15–3:09:22for see, their business is the same. Their ways, unlike, and their desire, like flames
  2553. 3:09:22–3:09:28that gladden wedding days, and flames upon the pyre.
  2554. 3:09:28–3:09:34You are a most careful captain whom the king trusts. I am holding the bullocks. Make
  2555. 3:09:34–3:09:42your inspection. You too are a corporal whom the king trusts. Make the inspection yourself.
  2556. 3:09:42–3:09:49If I make the inspection, that, s just the same as if you had made it.
  2557. 3:09:49–3:09:56If you make the inspection, that, s just the same as if King Palaka had made it.
  2558. 3:09:56–3:09:58the pole, man.
  2559. 3:09:58–3:09:59Va damana
  2560. 3:10:00–3:10:02तो विचार-विमर्शक दाज सो।
  2561. 3:10:02–3:10:04तो विमर्शक रेक।
  2562. 3:10:04–3:10:06अद पलीस्मन अबआद तो अप्विमर्शक रेक।
  2563. 3:10:06–3:10:08आद आप नो स्वाड
  2564. 3:10:08–3:10:10वो श्लक, बध अट लीस्ट,
  2565. 3:10:10–3:10:12बोल्ड भीमा स्पिरित आविल शो।
  2566. 3:10:12–3:10:14विमर्शक विमर्शक रेक।
  2567. 3:10:14–3:10:16Some shall be my sword.
  2568. 3:10:16–3:10:18Better a warrior's death than woe.
  2569. 3:10:18–3:10:20That sells and chains a foe.
  2570. 3:10:20–3:10:24But the time to use force has not yet come.
  2571. 3:10:24–3:10:27Chandanaka enters the cart and looks about.
  2572. 3:10:27–3:10:30I seek your protection.
  2573. 3:10:30–3:10:36Speaking in Sanskrit, he who seeks protection shall be safe.
  2574. 3:10:36–3:10:39When a he fight, that man will suffer hurts.
  2575. 3:10:39–3:10:43Will be abandoned of his friends and kin.
  2576. 3:10:43–3:10:47becomes a mock foiver. Who deserts? One seeking heed.
  2577. 3:10:47–3:10:50T is an unbardoned sin.
  2578. 3:10:50–3:10:56What! The herdsman Ayyaka? Like a bird that flees from a hawk.
  2579. 3:10:56–3:11:00He has fallen into the hand of the fowler. Reflecting.
  2580. 3:11:00–3:11:07He is no sinner. This man who seeks my protection and sits in Sherudita's cart.
  2581. 3:11:07–3:11:13Besides, he is the friend of Good Shavillica, who saved my life.
  2582. 3:11:13–3:11:17On the other hand, there are the king's orders.
  2583. 3:11:17–3:11:20What is a man to do in a case like this?
  2584. 3:11:20–3:11:23Well, what must be?
  2585. 3:11:23–3:11:24Must be.
  2586. 3:11:24–3:11:27I promised him my protection just now.
  2587. 3:11:27–3:11:33He who gives aid to frightened men, enjoys his neighbor's ills to cure.
  2588. 3:11:33–3:11:36If he must die, he dies.
  2589. 3:11:36–3:11:41But then, his reputation is secure.
  2590. 3:11:41–3:11:43He gets down uneasily.
  2591. 3:11:43–3:11:47I saw the gentleman correcting himself.
  2592. 3:11:47–3:11:53I mean, the lady Vasantasina, and she says, is it proper?
  2593. 3:11:53–3:11:55Is it gentlemanly?
  2594. 3:11:55–3:12:02When I am going to visit Charudatta, to insult me on the highway?
  2595. 3:12:02–3:12:06Chandonaka, I have my suspicions.
  2596. 3:12:06–3:12:08Suspicions?
  2597. 3:12:08–3:12:09How so?
  2598. 3:12:09–3:12:12You gurgled in your craven throat.
  2599. 3:12:12–3:12:15It seems a trifle shady.
  2600. 3:12:15–3:12:20You said, I saw the gentleman, and then, I saw the lady.
  2601. 3:12:20–3:12:24Twenty, that's why I'm not satisfied.
  2602. 3:12:24–3:12:27What's the matter with you, man?
  2603. 3:12:27–3:12:29We Southerners don't speak plain.
  2604. 3:12:29–3:12:39We know a thousand dialects are the barbarians, the caches, the catas, the cadiz, the cadetobelas,
  2605. 3:12:39–3:12:48the carnators, the carnas, the pravaranas, the dravidas, the cholas, the chinas, the
  2606. 3:12:48–3:12:58barbaras, the carus, the carnas, the mucus, the madagatas, and all the rest of M.
  2607. 3:12:58–3:13:08And it all depends on the way we feel whether we say, he, or, she, gentleman, or, lady.
  2608. 3:13:08–3:13:10Can't I have a look, too?
  2609. 3:13:10–3:13:15It's the king's orders, and the king trusts me.
  2610. 3:13:15–3:13:19I suppose the king doesn't trust me.
  2611. 3:13:19–3:13:22Is entered his majesty's command?
  2612. 3:13:22–3:13:31Aside, if people knew that the Good Herdsmen escaped in Sherudit as cart, then the king would make Charodata suffer for it.
  2613. 3:13:31–3:13:39What's to be done? Reflecting, I'll stir up a quarrel the way they do down in the Carnatic.
  2614. 3:13:39–3:13:50Allowed. Well, Viraka, I made one inspection myself. My name is Chandanaka, and you want to do it over again.
  2615. 3:13:50–3:13:59Who are you? Confound it. Who are you? Anyway, an honorable and highly respectable person,
  2616. 3:13:59–3:14:03and you don't remember your own family.
  2617. 3:14:03–3:14:14Angrily, confound you. What is my family? Who speaks of such things? Speak. I think I'd better not.
  2618. 3:14:14–3:14:25I know your family, but I won't say. T would not be modest. Such things to betray. What goods are rotten apple anyway?
  2619. 3:14:25–3:14:34Speak, speak. Chandanaka makes a significant gesture. Confound you. What does that mean?
  2620. 3:14:34–3:14:40The broken whetstone in one hand, a thing that looks like scissors in the other wing
  2621. 3:14:40–3:14:45to trim the scrubby beads that curl and cling.
  2622. 3:14:45–3:14:46And you, why?
  2623. 3:14:46–3:14:49You, rear captain of the king.
  2624. 3:14:49–3:14:58Well, Chandanaka, you highly respectable person, you don't remember your own family either.
  2625. 3:14:58–3:15:00me what is
  2626. 3:15:00–3:15:30विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार
  2627. 3:15:30–3:15:34and you, why? You, rear captain of the king.
  2628. 3:15:34–3:15:41Raffaully, I, Chandanaka, a tana. You can look at the cart.
  2629. 3:15:41–3:15:47You, driver, turn the cart around. I want to look in.
  2630. 3:15:47–3:15:53Vada Manaka does so. Varaka starts to climb in.
  2631. 3:15:53–3:16:01Shandunaka seizes him violently by the hair, throws him down, and kicks him.
  2632. 3:16:01–3:16:09Rising wrathfully, confound you. I was peaceably going about the king's business.
  2633. 3:16:09–3:16:14When you seized me violently by the hair and kicked me, so listen,
  2634. 3:16:14–3:16:18if I don't have you drawn and quartered in the middle of the courtroom.
  2635. 3:16:18–3:16:22room. My name's not Viraka.
  2636. 3:16:22–3:16:30All right. Go to court or to a hall of justice. What do I care for a puppy like you?
  2637. 3:16:30–3:16:32I will. Exit.
  2638. 3:16:32–3:16:42Looks about him. Go on. Driver. Go on. If anybody asks you, just say, the cart has been inspected
  2639. 3:16:42–3:16:45by Chandanaka and Viraka.
  2640. 3:16:45–3:16:50Mistress Versanticina, let me give you a passport.
  2641. 3:16:50–3:16:53He hands Ayakara's sword.
  2642. 3:16:53–3:16:56Ticks it joyfully to himself.
  2643. 3:16:56–3:16:58A sword, a sword.
  2644. 3:16:58–3:17:01My right eye twitches fast.
  2645. 3:17:01–3:17:05Now all is well, and I am safe at last.
  2646. 3:17:05–3:17:12Madam, as I have given you a passage free, so may I live within your memory.
  2647. 3:17:12–3:17:13To utter this.
  2648. 3:17:13–3:17:16No selfish thoughts could move.
  2649. 3:17:16–3:17:17Ah, no!
  2650. 3:17:17–3:17:20I speak in plenitude of love.
  2651. 3:17:20–3:17:23Chandanaka is rich in virtue's pure.
  2652. 3:17:23–3:17:27My friend is he, fate willed it, true and tried.
  2653. 3:17:27–3:17:31I, I'll not forget Chandanaka.
  2654. 3:17:31–3:17:35Be sure, what time the arachal is justified.
  2655. 3:17:35–3:17:45May Shiva, Vishnu, Brahma, Three in One, Protect thee, and the Moon, and blessed Sun, Slay all
  2656. 3:17:45–3:17:54thy foes, as Mighty Pavati, Slough Shumbha and Nishambha, fearfully.
  2657. 3:17:54–3:18:03Exit Vada Manaka. With the bullet-cut, Chandanaka looks toward the back of the stage. Aha!
  2658. 3:18:03–3:18:08As he goes away, my good friend Shavulaka is following him.
  2659. 3:18:08–3:18:15Well, I, V made an enemy of Varaka, the chief constable and the king's favorite.
  2660. 3:18:15–3:18:19So I think I too had better be following him.
  2661. 3:18:19–3:18:23With all my sons and brothers.
  2662. 3:18:23–3:18:27Exit.
  2663. 3:18:27–3:18:31Enter Sharudatta and Maitreya.
  2664. 3:18:31–3:18:35How beautiful the old garden pushback Aranda is.
  2665. 3:18:35–3:18:43You are quite right, my friend, for see, the trees, like merchants, show their wares, each
  2666. 3:18:43–3:18:47several trees is blossoms bears.
  2667. 3:18:47–3:18:54While bees, like officers, are flitting, to take from each what toll is fitting.
  2668. 3:18:54–3:18:57This simple stone is very attractive.
  2669. 3:18:57–3:18:59Pray be seated.
  2670. 3:18:59–3:19:04Seats himself, how were the manaka lingers, my friend.
  2671. 3:19:04–3:19:10I told Vardamanaka to bring Visanticina and come as quickly as he could.
  2672. 3:19:10–3:19:12Why then does he linger?
  2673. 3:19:12–3:19:15Is he delayed by some slow moving load?
  2674. 3:19:15–3:19:20Has he returned with broken wheel or traces?
  2675. 3:19:20–3:19:22Obstructions bid him seek another road.
  2676. 3:19:22–3:19:28His bullocks, or himself, choose these slow paces.
  2677. 3:19:28–3:19:35Vada Manaka with the Bullock Cart, in which Ariaka lies hidden.
  2678. 3:19:35–3:19:37Get up, Bullocks, get up!
  2679. 3:19:37–3:19:39Aside!
  2680. 3:19:39–3:19:42And still I fear the Spies that serve the King.
  2681. 3:19:42–3:19:45Escape is even yet a doubtful thing.
  2682. 3:19:45–3:19:48While to my foot these cursed fetters cling.
  2683. 3:19:48–3:19:51Some good man, tea is.
  2684. 3:19:51–3:19:53Within whose cart I lie.
  2685. 3:19:53–3:19:57Like Cuckoo Chicks, whose heartless mothers fly.
  2686. 3:19:57–3:19:59and crows must rear the fledglings.
  2687. 3:20:00–3:20:09और दे डाई, आप कम अ लोंग दिस्टन्स फुम दे सिति, शलाई गेट अद अद ग़ाथ अन सीक अ हडिंप प्लेस इन दग्रोग।
  2688. 3:20:09–3:20:12Or shall I wait to see the owner of the cart?
  2689. 3:20:12–3:20:18On second thoughts, I will not hide myself in the grove, for men say that the noble Charu
  2690. 3:20:18–3:20:23Dittar is ever helpful to them that seek his protection.
  2691. 3:20:23–3:20:27I will not go until I have seen him face to face.
  2692. 3:20:27–3:20:33Tee will bring contentment to that good man's heart, to see me rescued from misfortune's
  2693. 3:20:33–3:20:42This body, in its suffering, pain, and smart, is saved through his sweet magnanimity.
  2694. 3:20:42–3:20:48Here is the garden, ILL drive in. He does so, Matriah.
  2695. 3:20:48–3:20:55Good news, my friend. It is Vardamanaka's voice. Vasantacina must have come.
  2696. 3:20:55–3:20:57Good news, indeed.
  2697. 3:20:57–3:21:01You son of a slave, what makes you so late?
  2698. 3:21:01–3:21:07get angry. Good matria! I remembered that I had forgotten the cushion and I had to go
  2699. 3:21:07–3:21:11back for it. And that is why I am late.
  2700. 3:21:11–3:21:19Turn the cart around, Virdhamanka. My Tria, my friend, help Vasantasina to get out.
  2701. 3:21:19–3:21:25Has she got fetters on her feet so that she can't get out by herself? He rises and
  2702. 3:21:25–3:21:30lifts the curtain of the cart. Why? This is endmistress Vasantasina. This is Mr.
  2703. 3:21:30–3:21:40a true to your jests, my friend. Love cannot wait, I will help her to get out myself. He
  2704. 3:21:40–3:21:49rises, discovers him, ah, the owner of the Bulok Kart. He is attractive not only to the
  2705. 3:21:49–3:21:56ears of men, but also to their eyes. Thank heaven, I am safe.
  2706. 3:21:56–3:21:59Here is the bullock cart and discovers Aryaka.
  2707. 3:21:59–3:22:01Who then is this?
  2708. 3:22:01–3:22:04As trunk of elephant his arms are long.
  2709. 3:22:04–3:22:08His chest is full, his shoulders broad and strong.
  2710. 3:22:08–3:22:11His great eyes restless red.
  2711. 3:22:11–3:22:18Why should this man be thus enforced to fight so noble hay, with such ignoble plight?
  2712. 3:22:18–3:22:20His foot to fetters wed?
  2713. 3:22:20–3:22:23Who are you, sir?
  2714. 3:22:23–3:22:29I am one who seeks your protection, Aryaka, by birth a herdsman.
  2715. 3:22:29–3:22:36Are you he whom King Palika took from the hamlet where he lived and thrust into prison?
  2716. 3:22:36–3:22:37The same.
  2717. 3:22:37–3:22:41Tea is fate that brings you to my sight.
  2718. 3:22:41–3:22:43May I be reft of heaven's light.
  2719. 3:22:43–3:22:48Air I desert you in your hapless plight.
  2720. 3:22:48–3:22:52Aryaka manifests his joy.
  2721. 3:22:52–3:22:56Vardhamanaka, remove the fetters from his foot.
  2722. 3:22:56–3:23:02Yes, sir, he does so. Master, the fetters are removed.
  2723. 3:23:02–3:23:06But you have bound me with yet stronger fetters of love.
  2724. 3:23:06–3:23:13Now you may put on the fetters yourself. He is free anyway, and it is time for us to be going.
  2725. 3:23:13–3:23:21Peace for shame. Charu Dutta, my friend, I entered your cart somewhat unceremoniously.
  2726. 3:23:21–3:23:29I beg your pardon. I feel honored that you should use no ceremony with me. If you permit
  2727. 3:23:29–3:23:40it, I now desire to go. Go in peace. Thank you, I will alight from the cart. No, my friend,
  2728. 3:23:40–3:23:46the fetters have but this moment been removed. And you will find walking difficult. In
  2729. 3:23:46–3:23:53In this spot where men seek pleasure, a bullock cart will excite no suspicion.
  2730. 3:23:53–3:23:56Continue your journey then in the cart.
  2731. 3:23:56–3:23:59I thank you, sir.
  2732. 3:23:59–3:24:03Seek now thy kinsmen, happiness be thine.
  2733. 3:24:03–3:24:08Ah, I have found thee, blessed kinsmen mine.
  2734. 3:24:08–3:24:15Remember me, when thou hast cause to speak, thy name, and not mine bone, my words shall
  2735. 3:24:15–3:24:21seek. May the immortal gods protect thy ways.
  2736. 3:24:21–3:24:30Thou didst protect me, in most perilous days. Nay, it was fate that sweet protection lent.
  2737. 3:24:30–3:24:37But thou wast chosen as fate's instrument. Seven. King Palakkar is aroused, and protection
  2738. 3:24:37–3:24:46will prove difficult. You must depart at once. Until we meet again, farewell. Exit.
  2739. 3:24:46–3:24:53From royal wroth I now have much to fear. It were unwise for me to linger here. Then
  2740. 3:24:53–3:24:59throw the fetters in the well. For spies, serve to their king as keen. Farseeing
  2741. 3:24:59–3:25:00Thank you.
  2742. 3:25:00–3:25:30विश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्�
  2743. 3:25:30–3:25:37Reflecting. Let him enter by that path. While we depart by this. Exit.
  2744. 3:25:37–3:25:45Enter a monk with a wet garment in his hand.
  2745. 3:25:45–3:25:53Ye ignorant. Lay by a store of virtue. Restrain the belly. Watch eternally.
  2746. 3:25:53–3:26:00Heeding the beat of contemplation's drum. For else the senses, fearful thieves they be,
  2747. 3:26:00–3:26:08will steal away all virtues hoarded some. And further? I have seen that all things are transitory,
  2748. 3:26:08–3:26:15so that now I am become the abode of virtues alone. Who slays the five men and the female
  2749. 3:26:15–3:26:23bane by whom protection to the town is given, by whom the outcast impotent is slain? He
  2750. 3:26:23–3:26:26He cannot fail to enter into heaven.
  2751. 3:26:26–3:26:29Though head be shorn and face be shorn.
  2752. 3:26:29–3:26:31The heart unshawn.
  2753. 3:26:31–3:26:33Why should man shave him?
  2754. 3:26:33–3:26:36But he who's in most heart is shorn.
  2755. 3:26:36–3:26:38Needs not the shaven head to save him.
  2756. 3:26:38–3:26:44I have dyed this robe of mine yellow, and now I will go into the garden of the king's
  2757. 3:26:44–3:26:46brother in law.
  2758. 3:26:46–3:26:48Wash it in the pond.
  2759. 3:26:48–3:26:51And go away as soon as I can.
  2760. 3:26:51–3:26:54He walks about and washes the robe.
  2761. 3:26:54–3:26:55Sh-top.
  2762. 3:26:55–3:26:57You confounded monk.
  2763. 3:26:57–3:26:59Sh-top.
  2764. 3:26:59–3:27:01Discovers the speaker.
  2765. 3:27:01–3:27:02Fearfully.
  2766. 3:27:02–3:27:04Heaven help me.
  2767. 3:27:04–3:27:06Here is the king's brother in law.
  2768. 3:27:06–3:27:08Sansternaka.
  2769. 3:27:08–3:27:12Just because one monk committed an offense.
  2770. 3:27:12–3:27:13Now.
  2771. 3:27:13–3:27:15Wherever he sees a monk.
  2772. 3:27:15–3:27:18Whether it is the same one or not.
  2773. 3:27:18–3:27:22He bores a hole in his nose and drives him around like a bullet.
  2774. 3:27:22–3:27:26Where shall a defenceless man find a defender?
  2775. 3:27:26–3:27:31But after all, the blessed Lord Buddha is my defender.
  2776. 3:27:31–3:27:36Enter the courtier, carrying a sword and sansthanaka.
  2777. 3:27:36–3:27:38Stop!
  2778. 3:27:38–3:27:39You confounded monk!
  2779. 3:27:39–3:27:40SH, stop!
  2780. 3:27:40–3:27:45I'll pound your head like a red radish at a drinking party.
  2781. 3:27:45–3:27:47He strikes him.
  2782. 3:27:47–3:27:54You jackass! You should not strike a monk who wears the yellow robes of renunciation.
  2783. 3:27:54–3:28:01Why heed him? Look rather upon this garden, which offers itself to pleasure, to creatures
  2784. 3:28:01–3:28:09else forlorn. The forest trees do works of mercy, granting joy and ease. Like a sinner's
  2785. 3:28:09–3:28:17heart, the park unguarded lies. Like some new founded realm. An easy prize?
  2786. 3:28:17–3:28:23Heaven bless you. Be merciful. Servant of the blessed one.
  2787. 3:28:23–3:28:27Did you hear that? Sure? He's insulting me.
  2788. 3:28:27–3:28:33What does he say? Shays I'm a servant. What do you take me for?
  2789. 3:28:33–3:28:37A barber? A servant of the blessed one, he calls you,
  2790. 3:28:37–3:28:43and this is praise. Praise me, s'homemore, monk.
  2791. 3:28:43–3:28:45You are virtuous.
  2792. 3:28:45–3:28:46You are a brick.
  2793. 3:28:46–3:28:47She?
  2794. 3:28:47–3:28:50He shays I'm virtuous.
  2795. 3:28:50–3:28:51He shays I'm a brick.
  2796. 3:28:51–3:28:53What do you think I am?
  2797. 3:28:53–3:28:56A materialistic philosopher?
  2798. 3:28:56–3:28:57Or a watering trough?
  2799. 3:28:57–3:29:00Or a pot maker?
  2800. 3:29:00–3:29:01You jackass!
  2801. 3:29:01–3:29:04He praises you when he says that you are virtuous.
  2802. 3:29:04–3:29:06That you are a brick.
  2803. 3:29:06–3:29:08Well, sure.
  2804. 3:29:08–3:29:11What did he come here for?
  2805. 3:29:11–3:29:13To wash this robe.
  2806. 3:29:13–3:29:18When found the monk, my shishter's husband gave me the finessed garden there is.
  2807. 3:29:18–3:29:21The garden pushparkerander.
  2808. 3:29:21–3:29:24Dogs and jackals drink the water in fish pond.
  2809. 3:29:24–3:29:26Now I'm an aristocrat.
  2810. 3:29:26–3:29:27I'm a man.
  2811. 3:29:27–3:29:30And I don't even take a bath.
  2812. 3:29:30–3:29:32And here you bring your stinking clothes.
  2813. 3:29:32–3:29:35All stained with stale bean porridge.
  2814. 3:29:35–3:29:37And wash, em.
  2815. 3:29:37–3:29:41I think one good stroke will finish you.
  2816. 3:29:41–3:29:45Jackass, I am sure he has not long been a monk.
  2817. 3:29:45–3:29:47How can you tell?
  2818. 3:29:47–3:29:48Sure.
  2819. 3:29:48–3:29:51It doesn't take much to tell that.
  2820. 3:29:51–3:29:52See?
  2821. 3:29:52–3:29:54His hair is newly shorn.
  2822. 3:29:54–3:29:56The brow still white.
  2823. 3:29:56–3:29:59The rough cloak has not yet the shoulder scarred.
  2824. 3:30:00–3:30:08He wears it awkwardly. It clings not tight. And here above. The fit is sadly marred.
  2825. 3:30:08–3:30:14True. Servant of the Blessed One. I have been a monk, but a short time.
  2826. 3:30:14–3:30:19Then why haven't you been one all your life? He beats him.
  2827. 3:30:19–3:30:27Buddha be praised. Stop beating the poor fellow. Leave him alone. Let him go.
  2828. 3:30:27–3:30:31Just wait a minute, while I take counsel.
  2829. 3:30:31–3:30:33With whom?
  2830. 3:30:33–3:30:35With my own heart.
  2831. 3:30:35–3:30:39Poor fellow! Why didn't he escape?
  2832. 3:30:39–3:30:43Bleshed little heart, my little shon and master,
  2833. 3:30:43–3:30:47Shall the monk go, or shall the monk shtay?
  2834. 3:30:47–3:30:52To himself. Neither go, nor shtay.
  2835. 3:30:52–3:30:57Allowed, well, sure, I took counsel with my heart.
  2836. 3:30:57–3:31:02And my heart shays, says what?
  2837. 3:31:02–3:31:06He shall neither go, nor shtay.
  2838. 3:31:06–3:31:09He shall neither breathe up, nor breathe down.
  2839. 3:31:09–3:31:12He shall fall down right here and die.
  2840. 3:31:12–3:31:15Before you can shay, boo.
  2841. 3:31:15–3:31:17Buddha be praised.
  2842. 3:31:17–3:31:20I throw myself upon your protection.
  2843. 3:31:20–3:31:22Let him go.
  2844. 3:31:22–3:31:25Well, on one condition.
  2845. 3:31:25–3:31:27And what is that?
  2846. 3:31:27–3:31:30He mushed sling mud in.
  2847. 3:31:30–3:31:32Without making the water dirty.
  2848. 3:31:32–3:31:36Or better yet, he mushed make the water into a ball.
  2849. 3:31:36–3:31:39And sling it into the mud.
  2850. 3:31:39–3:31:41What incredible folly.
  2851. 3:31:41–3:31:46The patient earth is burdened by so many a fool.
  2852. 3:31:46–3:31:48So many a drone.
  2853. 3:31:48–3:31:52Those thoughts and deeds are all awry, these trees are flesh.
  2854. 3:31:52–3:31:55These forms of stone.
  2855. 3:31:55–3:31:59The monk makes faces at Sansternaka.
  2856. 3:31:59–3:32:01What does he mean?
  2857. 3:32:01–3:32:03He praises you.
  2858. 3:32:03–3:32:05Praise me, s'homemore.
  2859. 3:32:05–3:32:06Praise me again.
  2860. 3:32:06–3:32:08The monk does so.
  2861. 3:32:08–3:32:10Then exit.
  2862. 3:32:10–3:32:13See how beautiful the garden is.
  2863. 3:32:13–3:32:14You jackass.
  2864. 3:32:14–3:32:16See yonder trees.
  2865. 3:32:16–3:32:22adorned with fruit and flowers. Oh, a witch, the clinging creepers interlace. The Watchmen
  2866. 3:32:22–3:32:29guard them with the royal powers. They seem like men whom loving wives embrace. A good
  2867. 3:32:29–3:32:36description. Sure, the ground is mottled with a lot of flowers. The Blossom freight bends
  2868. 3:32:36–3:32:43down the lofty trees. And, hanging from the leafy tree-top bowers. The monkey's
  2869. 3:32:43–3:32:47bob, like breadfruit in the breeze.
  2870. 3:32:47–3:32:51Will you be seated on this stone bench, you jackass?
  2871. 3:32:51–3:32:53I am seated.
  2872. 3:32:53–3:32:54They seat themselves.
  2873. 3:32:54–3:32:55Do you know?
  2874. 3:32:55–3:32:56Sure.
  2875. 3:32:56–3:33:00I remember that Vicenticina even yet.
  2876. 3:33:00–3:33:01She is like an insha.
  2877. 3:33:01–3:33:05I can't get her out of my mind."
  2878. 3:33:05–3:33:09Aside, he remembers her even after such a repulse.
  2879. 3:33:09–3:33:12For indeed, the mean man.
  2880. 3:33:12–3:33:21Puma woman spurns, but loves them or the wise man's passion gentler burns, or passes over.
  2881. 3:33:21–3:33:23Shome time has passed.
  2882. 3:33:23–3:33:24Sure.
  2883. 3:33:24–3:33:29Shinsai told my shervant stevarika to take the bullock cart and come as quick as he
  2884. 3:33:29–3:33:31could.
  2885. 3:33:31–3:33:33And even yet he is not here.
  2886. 3:33:33–3:33:36I, vey been hungry a long time.
  2887. 3:33:36–3:33:39And at noon a man can't go a foot.
  2888. 3:33:39–3:33:40For she.
  2889. 3:33:40–3:33:46The shun is in the middle of the shky and hard to look at as an angry ape.
  2890. 3:33:46–3:33:50Like Gandhari, whose hundred shuns did die.
  2891. 3:33:50–3:33:54The earth is hard dish-dressed and can't eschcape.
  2892. 3:33:54–3:33:55True.
  2893. 3:33:55–3:34:00The cattle all their cuds let fall lie drowsing in the shade.
  2894. 3:34:00–3:34:03In heated pool their lips to cool.
  2895. 3:34:03–3:34:05Deer throng the woodland glade.
  2896. 3:34:05–3:34:07A prey to heat.
  2897. 3:34:07–3:34:11The city street makes wanderers afraid.
  2898. 3:34:11–3:34:16The cart must shun the midday sun, and thus has been delayed.
  2899. 3:34:16–3:34:17Yes, sir.
  2900. 3:34:17–3:34:21Fashed to my head the heated shun bean clings.
  2901. 3:34:21–3:34:28Birds, flying creatures, al-sho winged things, reached in the branches of the trees.
  2902. 3:34:28–3:34:35While men, people, and persons shy and shy again, at home they tarry.
  2903. 3:34:35–3:34:40In their houses, S.H.T.A.Y. To bear the heat and burden of the day.
  2904. 3:34:40–3:34:44Well, sure, that shervant is end here yet.
  2905. 3:34:44–3:34:48I am going to shing shomething to patch the time.
  2906. 3:34:48–3:34:54He sings there, sure, did you hear what I shang?
  2907. 3:34:54–3:34:56What shall I say?
  2908. 3:34:56–3:34:58Ah, how melodious.
  2909. 3:34:58–3:35:00Why should end it be melodious?
  2910. 3:35:00–3:35:30विश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्�
  2911. 3:35:30–3:35:37Why should ent it be melodorous? Of the flesh of the cuckoo I make up a chowder. With devils
  2912. 3:35:37–3:35:44dung added and black pepper powder, with oil and with butter I sprinkle the meat. Why should
  2913. 3:35:44–3:35:51ent my voice be remarkably sweet? But sure, the chervant is ent here yet.
  2914. 3:35:51–3:35:57Be easy in your mind. He will be here presently.
  2915. 3:35:57–3:36:02Vasantacena in the Bullock Cart, and Stavaraka.
  2916. 3:36:02–3:36:10I am frightened. It is already noon. I hope, Santshtanaka, the king's brother-in-law,
  2917. 3:36:10–3:36:15will not be angry. I must drive faster. Get up, Bullocks, get up.
  2918. 3:36:16–3:36:23Alas! That is not Vardhamanaka's voice. What does it mean? I wonder if Charu Ditta was
  2919. 3:36:23–3:36:30afraid that the bullocks might become weary. And so sent another man with another cart.
  2920. 3:36:30–3:36:37My right eye twitches. My heart is all a tremble. There is no one in sight. Everything seems
  2921. 3:36:37–3:36:43to dance before my eyes." Hearing the sound of wheels, the cart is here,
  2922. 3:36:43–3:36:49sure. How do you know? Can't you see? It squeaks
  2923. 3:36:49–3:36:51Looks like an old hog.
  2924. 3:36:51–3:36:53Perceives the cart.
  2925. 3:36:53–3:36:54Quite true.
  2926. 3:36:54–3:36:56It is here.
  2927. 3:36:56–3:37:01Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, are you here?
  2928. 3:37:01–3:37:04Yes, sir.
  2929. 3:37:04–3:37:05Is the cart here?
  2930. 3:37:05–3:37:08Yes, sir.
  2931. 3:37:08–3:37:10Are the bullocks here?
  2932. 3:37:10–3:37:12Yes, sir.
  2933. 3:37:12–3:37:13And are you here?
  2934. 3:37:13–3:37:14Laughing.
  2935. 3:37:14–3:37:18Yes, master, I am here too.
  2936. 3:37:18–3:37:20Then drive the cart in.
  2937. 3:37:20–3:37:22By which road?
  2938. 3:37:22–3:37:26Right here, where the wall is tumbling down.
  2939. 3:37:26–3:37:30Oh, master, the bullocks will be killed.
  2940. 3:37:30–3:37:33The cart will go to pieces.
  2941. 3:37:33–3:37:37And I, your servant, shall be killed.
  2942. 3:37:37–3:37:39I'm the king's brother in law.
  2943. 3:37:39–3:37:44Man, if the bullocks are killed, I, I'll buy S-Home more.
  2944. 3:37:44–3:37:48If the cart goes to pieces, I, I'll have another
  2945. 3:37:48–3:37:54one made. If you are killed, there will be another driver.
  2946. 3:37:54–3:38:00Everything will be replaced, except me. Let the whole thing go to pieces. Drive in over
  2947. 3:38:00–3:38:06the wall. Then break. Cut. Break with your driver.
  2948. 3:38:06–3:38:13There will be another cut. I must go and present myself to my master. He drives in. What?
  2949. 3:38:13–3:38:17Not broken. Master. Here is your cut.
  2950. 3:38:17–3:38:21The Bullock's not SHPLIT in two?
  2951. 3:38:21–3:38:23And the Rope's not killed?
  2952. 3:38:23–3:38:25And you two not killed?
  2953. 3:38:25–3:38:26No.
  2954. 3:38:26–3:38:27Sir.
  2955. 3:38:27–3:38:28Come.
  2956. 3:38:28–3:38:29Sure.
  2957. 3:38:29–3:38:31Let's look at the cart.
  2958. 3:38:31–3:38:32You are my teacher.
  2959. 3:38:32–3:38:33Sure.
  2960. 3:38:33–3:38:35My very best teacher.
  2961. 3:38:35–3:38:37You are a man I respect.
  2962. 3:38:37–3:38:39My intimate friend.
  2963. 3:38:39–3:38:41A man I delight to honour.
  2964. 3:38:41–3:38:44Do you enter the cart first?
  2965. 3:38:44–3:38:45Very well.
  2966. 3:38:45–3:38:48He starts to do so.
  2967. 3:38:48–3:38:49Not much.
  2968. 3:38:49–3:38:50Stop.
  2969. 3:38:50–3:38:52Is Thish your father's cart?
  2970. 3:38:52–3:38:54That you should enter it first?
  2971. 3:38:54–3:38:56I own Thish cart.
  2972. 3:38:56–3:38:59Aye, I'll enter it first.
  2973. 3:38:59–3:39:02I only did what you said.
  2974. 3:39:02–3:39:09Even if I do Shea show, you ought to be polite enough to Shea, after you, Masha.
  2975. 3:39:09–3:39:11After you, then.
  2976. 3:39:11–3:39:13Now I, I'll enter.
  2977. 3:39:13–3:39:19Mr. Varica, my little shon, my slave, turn the cart around.
  2978. 3:39:19–3:39:21Does so.
  2979. 3:39:21–3:39:23Enter, master.
  2980. 3:39:23–3:39:29Enter's and looks about, then hastily gets out in terror, and falls on the courtier's
  2981. 3:39:29–3:39:30neck.
  2982. 3:39:30–3:39:37Oh, oh, oh, you're a dead man, there's a witch, or a thief, that's sitting and living
  2983. 3:39:37–3:39:39in my bullet cart.
  2984. 3:39:39–3:39:42If it's a witch, we, I'll both be robbed.
  2985. 3:39:42–3:39:46If it's a thief, we, I'll both be eaten alive.
  2986. 3:39:46–3:39:49Don't be frightened.
  2987. 3:39:49–3:39:52How could a witch travel in a bullet cart?
  2988. 3:39:52–3:39:58I hope that the heat of the midday sun has not blinded you so that you became the victim
  2989. 3:39:58–3:40:00of an hallucination when you saw
  2990. 3:40:00–3:40:04विश्वारिक।, मैं लिटल शान, मैं श्लेव, अई आव आव?
  2991. 3:40:04–3:40:06येस, सर्व।
  2992. 3:40:06–3:40:11विश्वारिक।, मैं लिटल शान, मैं श्लेव, आव आव आव?
  2993. 3:40:11–3:40:13येस, सर्व।
  2994. 3:40:13–3:40:18विश्वारिक।, मैं लिटल शान, मैं श्लेव, आव आव आव?
  2995. 3:40:18–3:40:20येस, सर्व।
  2996. 3:40:20–3:40:23Then let us bow our heads at once and go,
  2997. 3:40:23–3:40:27Like steers whose eyes the falling raindrops daze.
  2998. 3:40:27–3:40:30In public spots my dignity I show.
  2999. 3:40:30–3:40:34On high-born dames I hesitate to gaze.
  3000. 3:40:34–3:40:38In amazement, aside, oh, oh,
  3001. 3:40:38–3:40:40It is the thorn in my eye,
  3002. 3:40:40–3:40:42The king's brother in law.
  3003. 3:40:42–3:40:46Alas, the danger is great, poor woman,
  3004. 3:40:46–3:40:48My coming hither proves as fruitless
  3005. 3:40:48–3:40:53This has the sowing of a handful of seeds on salty soil.
  3006. 3:40:53–3:40:55What shall I do now?
  3007. 3:40:55–3:41:00Fish-old Shervant is afraid and he won't look into the cart.
  3008. 3:41:00–3:41:03Will you look into the cart, Shoe?
  3009. 3:41:03–3:41:05I see no harm in that.
  3010. 3:41:05–3:41:07Yes, I will do it.
  3011. 3:41:07–3:41:11Are those things jackals that I she flying into the air?
  3012. 3:41:11–3:41:15And are those things crows that walk on all force?
  3013. 3:41:15–3:41:18While the witch is chewing him with her eyes?
  3014. 3:41:18–3:41:24looking at him with her teeth. I, I'll make my escapé."
  3015. 3:41:24–3:41:31Perceives Vasanticina. Sadly to himself. Is it possible? The gazelle follows the tiger.
  3016. 3:41:31–3:41:39Alas! Her mate is lovely as the autumn moon. Who waits for her upon the sandy dune? And
  3017. 3:41:39–3:41:47yet the swan will leave him. And will go. To dance attendance on a common crow?
  3018. 3:41:47–3:41:56Aside to Versanticina. Ah, Versanticina. This is neither right, nor worthy of you.
  3019. 3:41:56–3:42:02Your pride rejected him before, yet now for gold, and for your mother's will.
  3020. 3:42:02–3:42:05No. She shakes her head.
  3021. 3:42:05–3:42:12Your nature knows your pride no more. You honor him. A common woman still.
  3022. 3:42:12–3:42:16Seventeen, did I not tell you to serve the man you love
  3023. 3:42:16–3:42:26and him you hate. I made a mistake in the cart, and thus I came hither. I throw myself upon your protection.
  3024. 3:42:26–3:42:38Do not fear. Come. I must deceive him. He returns to sansternaka. Jackass. There is indeed a witch who makes her home in the cart.
  3025. 3:42:38–3:42:43But sure, if a witch is living there, why aren't you robbed?
  3026. 3:42:43–3:42:49And if it's a thief, why aren't you eaten alive?
  3027. 3:42:49–3:42:51Why try to determine that?
  3028. 3:42:51–3:42:56But if we should go back on foot through the gardens until we came to the city
  3029. 3:42:56–3:43:00to Ujjaini, what harm would that do?
  3030. 3:43:00–3:43:03And if we did, what then?
  3031. 3:43:03–3:43:08Then we should have some exercise, and should avoid tiring the bullocks.
  3032. 3:43:08–3:43:20All right. Stavarica, my slave, drive on, but no. Stop. SH, stop. I go on foot before gods and brahmanas.
  3033. 3:43:20–3:43:29Not much. I, I'll go in my cart. Show that people shall she me a long way off. And she, there he goes.
  3034. 3:43:29–3:43:33Our Masha, the king's brother in law.
  3035. 3:43:33–3:43:38Aside, it is hard to convert poison into medicine.
  3036. 3:43:38–3:43:39So be it.
  3037. 3:43:39–3:43:41Then, aloud.
  3038. 3:43:41–3:43:42Jackass.
  3039. 3:43:42–3:43:44This is Vasanticina.
  3040. 3:43:44–3:43:46Come to visit you.
  3041. 3:43:46–3:43:48Heaven forbid.
  3042. 3:43:48–3:43:57Gleefully, oh, oh, to visit me, an Arishhtakrat, a man, a regular Vasudeva.
  3043. 3:43:57–3:43:58Yes.
  3044. 3:43:58–3:44:01This is an unheard of peace of luck.
  3045. 3:44:01–3:44:07That other time I made her angry. Show now I, I'll fall at her feet and beg her pardon.
  3046. 3:44:09–3:44:17Capital. I, I'll fall at her feet, my shelf. He approaches the Santicina. Little mother,
  3047. 3:44:17–3:44:24Mama dear, Lished into my prayer, I fold my hands and fall before thy feet, thine eyes are large.
  3048. 3:44:25–3:44:30Thy teeth are clean and neat. Thy fingernails are ten, forgive thy slave.
  3049. 3:44:30–3:44:35What? Love tormented. He offended. Sweet!
  3050. 3:44:36–3:44:42Angrily, leave me. Your words are an insult. She spurns him with her foot.
  3051. 3:44:43–3:44:50Wrathfully, fish-head that mother and that mama kissed. That never bent to worship God. I wist.
  3052. 3:44:50–3:44:56Upon fish-head she dared to plant her feet. Like jackals on the carrion they meet.
  3053. 3:44:56–3:44:59Stavarica. You slave. Where did you...
  3054. 3:45:00–3:45:30विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली वि
  3055. 3:45:30–3:45:39Are you? Those are my bullocks you, redriving. Get out! Get out! You slave! Get out! Get out!
  3056. 3:45:39–3:45:47Truly, you honour me when you say that I came to see Charo Ditta. Now what must be, must be.
  3057. 3:45:47–3:45:55These hands of mine, ten finger nailie, these hands show lot or shleiffie. A riching anxious
  3058. 3:45:55–3:46:01Anxious girl to dally with you and in a jiffy eye,
  3059. 3:46:01–3:46:06Uldrag your sweetness by the hair from the cart wherein you ride,
  3060. 3:46:06–3:46:11As did Jattayou Bali's fair, the monkey Bali's bride.
  3061. 3:46:11–3:46:17So virtuous ladies may not be insulted, thus despitefully,
  3062. 3:46:17–3:46:22Nor garden creepers may not be robbed of their leaves so cruelly.
  3063. 3:46:22–3:46:32Stand up! Man! I will help her to a light! Come! Vasantasina! Vasantasina alights and stands apart!
  3064. 3:46:32–3:46:38Aside! The flame of wrath was kindled when she despised my proposition,
  3065. 3:46:38–3:46:50and now it blazes up because she kicked me. Show now I, I'll murder her! Good! Fishway! Aloud! Well! Sure! What do you want?
  3066. 3:46:50–3:46:56a cloak with fringes hanging down an all, tied with a hundred SHT rings,
  3067. 3:46:56–3:47:01or good ragu, to make you SH-Mack your greedy lips and call
  3068. 3:47:01–3:47:07Chu-Hoo, Chu-Hoo, Chuckoo, Chu-Hoo, Chu-Hoo.
  3069. 3:47:07–3:47:10Well, do me a favor.
  3070. 3:47:10–3:47:14Certainly. Anything. Unless it be a sin.
  3071. 3:47:14–3:47:19There's not a smell of a shin in it, sure. Not a perfume.
  3072. 3:47:19–3:47:24Speak, then. Murder Vesantasina.
  3073. 3:47:24–3:47:30Stopping his ears. Attend a lady. Gem of this our city.
  3074. 3:47:30–3:47:34A courtesan whose love was stainless ever if I should kill her.
  3075. 3:47:34–3:47:40Sinless. Without pity. What boat would bear me on the gloomy river?
  3076. 3:47:40–3:47:48I'll give you a boat. And bear sheedies. In fish-deserted garden, who'll she you murdering her?
  3077. 3:47:48–3:48:06The regions ten. The forest gods. The sky. The wind. The moon. The sun whose rays are light. Virtue. My conscience. These I cannot fly. Nor Earth. That witnesses to wrong and right.
  3078. 3:48:06–3:48:10Well then, put your cloak over her and murder her.
  3079. 3:48:10–3:48:27You fool! You scoundrel! The old hog is afraid of a shin. Never mind. I'll persuade Stavarica, my slave. Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave. I'll give you golden bracelets.
  3080. 3:48:27–3:48:29And I'll wear them.
  3081. 3:48:29–3:48:32I'll have a golden sheet made for you.
  3082. 3:48:32–3:48:34And I'll sit on it.
  3083. 3:48:34–3:48:37I'll give you all my leavings.
  3084. 3:48:37–3:48:39And I'll eat them.
  3085. 3:48:39–3:48:43I'll make you the chief of all my S-hervance.
  3086. 3:48:43–3:48:46Master, I'll be the chief.
  3087. 3:48:46–3:48:49You only have to attend to what I say.
  3088. 3:48:49–3:48:54Master, I will do anything, unless it be a sin.
  3089. 3:48:54–3:48:57There's not a smell of a shin in it.
  3090. 3:48:57–3:48:59Then speak, Master.
  3091. 3:48:59–3:49:01Murder for Santicina.
  3092. 3:49:01–3:49:05Oh, Master. Be merciful.
  3093. 3:49:05–3:49:07Unworthy as I am.
  3094. 3:49:07–3:49:13I brought this worthy lady hither, because she mistook this bullet cart for another.
  3095. 3:49:13–3:49:16You slave, ain't I your master?
  3096. 3:49:16–3:49:25Master of my body, not of my character. Be merciful, master, be merciful. I am afraid.
  3097. 3:49:25–3:49:29You're my slave, who are you afraid of?
  3098. 3:49:29–3:49:31Of the other world, master.
  3099. 3:49:31–3:49:35Who is fish, other world?
  3100. 3:49:35–3:49:39Master, it is a rewarder of righteousness and sin.
  3101. 3:49:39–3:49:42What is the reward of righteousness?
  3102. 3:49:42–3:49:47To be like my master, with plenty of golden ornaments.
  3103. 3:49:47–3:49:49What is the reward of shin?
  3104. 3:49:49–3:49:55To be like me, eating another man's bread. That is why I will do no sin.
  3105. 3:49:55–3:50:00Show you won't murder her? He beats him with all his might.
  3106. 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
  3107. 3:50:30–3:50:33This poor, miserable slave.
  3108. 3:50:33–3:50:36Seek virtues mead beyond the grave.
  3109. 3:50:36–3:50:38And is his Lord indifferent?
  3110. 3:50:38–3:50:41Then why are not such creatures sent?
  3111. 3:50:41–3:50:43To instant hell.
  3112. 3:50:43–3:50:45Whose sinful store?
  3113. 3:50:45–3:50:46Grows great.
  3114. 3:50:46–3:50:48Who know not virtue more?
  3115. 3:50:48–3:50:49And again?
  3116. 3:50:49–3:50:50Ah!
  3117. 3:50:50–3:50:51Cruel!
  3118. 3:50:51–3:50:53Cruel is our fate.
  3119. 3:50:53–3:50:56And enters through the straightest gate.
  3120. 3:50:56–3:50:58Since he is slave.
  3121. 3:50:58–3:51:00And you are Lord.
  3122. 3:51:00–3:51:05he does not enjoy your horde. Since you do not obey his word.
  3123. 3:51:05–3:51:12Aside. The old jackal is afraid of a shin. And the, life long slave, is afraid of the
  3124. 3:51:12–3:51:22other world. Who am I afraid of? I, the king's brother in law. An aristocrat. A man. A loud.
  3125. 3:51:22–3:51:29Well. Shervant. You, life long slave. You can go. Go to your room and reached and
  3126. 3:51:29–3:51:31keep out of my way.
  3127. 3:51:31–3:51:39Yes, master. To Vasantasina. Madam, I have no further power. Exit.
  3128. 3:51:39–3:51:47Goards up his loins. Wait a minute, Vasantasina. Wait a minute. I want to murder you.
  3129. 3:51:47–3:51:54You will kill her before my eyes. He seizes him by the throat. Falls to the ground.
  3130. 3:51:54–3:51:58Sure, you, re-murdering your mashtar.
  3131. 3:51:58–3:52:01He loses consciousness, but recovers.
  3132. 3:52:01–3:52:06I always fed him fat with meat, and gave him butter, too.
  3133. 3:52:06–3:52:07To eat.
  3134. 3:52:07–3:52:09Now for the friend in need I search.
  3135. 3:52:09–3:52:13Why does he leave me in the lurch?"
  3136. 3:52:13–3:52:14After reflection.
  3137. 3:52:14–3:52:15Good.
  3138. 3:52:15–3:52:17I have an idea.
  3139. 3:52:17–3:52:21The old jackal gave her a hint by shaking his head at her.
  3140. 3:52:21–3:52:22Show I.
  3141. 3:52:22–3:52:26L.L. shunned him away. And then I...
  3142. 3:52:26–3:52:28L.L. murder Vasantasina.
  3143. 3:52:28–3:52:30That's the idea.
  3144. 3:52:30–3:52:31Allowed.
  3145. 3:52:31–3:52:32Sure.
  3146. 3:52:32–3:52:36I was born in a noble family as great as a wine glass.
  3147. 3:52:36–3:52:39How could I do that shin I spoke about?
  3148. 3:52:39–3:52:43I just shade it to make her love me.
  3149. 3:52:43–3:52:46Why should you boast of this, your noble birth?
  3150. 3:52:46–3:52:49T is character that makes the man of worth.
  3151. 3:52:49–3:52:53but thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth.
  3152. 3:52:53–3:52:58She is ashamed to confess her love when you, Rhee here,
  3153. 3:52:58–3:53:03please go. My shervant stevarica has gone too after getting a beating.
  3154. 3:53:03–3:53:10He may be running away. Catch him. Sure. And come back with him.
  3155. 3:53:10–3:53:18Aside, Vasantasena is too proud to own. While I am near, her love for one so crude.
  3156. 3:53:18–3:53:25So now I leave her here with him alone. Love's confidence is long for solitude.
  3157. 3:53:25–3:53:29Allowed. Very well. I go.
  3158. 3:53:29–3:53:36Seizing the heme of his garment. Did I not throw myself upon your protection?
  3159. 3:53:36–3:53:44Do not fear. Vasantasina. Jackass, Vasantasina is a pledge, committed to your hand.
  3160. 3:53:44–3:53:52All right. Just let her be committed to my hand. It's a pledge that I'll execute.
  3161. 3:53:52–3:53:54Are you honest?
  3162. 3:53:54–3:53:56Honch.
  3163. 3:53:56–3:54:05Takes a few steps. No. If I go, the wretch might kill her. I will conceal myself for a moment
  3164. 3:54:05–3:54:09and see what he intends to do. He stands apart.
  3165. 3:54:09–3:54:30Good. I, I'll murder her. But no. Perhaps fish-tricky-trickster. Fish-brahman. Fish-old 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.
  3166. 3:54:30–3:54:35Vesantasina, my love, my love, come.
  3167. 3:54:35–3:54:38Yes, he has turned lover.
  3168. 3:54:38–3:54:42Good. I am content. I will go.
  3169. 3:54:42–3:54:43Exit.
  3170. 3:54:43–3:54:48Aye, I'll give you gold. Aye, I'll call you sweet.
  3171. 3:54:48–3:54:51My turbaned head adores your feet.
  3172. 3:54:51–3:54:54Why not love me, my clean-toothed girl?
  3173. 3:54:54–3:54:57Why worship such a pauper churl?
  3174. 3:54:57–3:54:59How can you ask?
  3175. 3:54:59–3:55:00Thank you.
  3176. 3:55:00–3:55:04शिबाविश्वाविश्वाविमर्शक रेक।
  3177. 3:55:04–3:55:10O base and vile, O wretch! What more, why tempt me now with golden power?
  3178. 3:55:10–3:55:15The honey-loving bees adore, The pure and stainless lotus flower.
  3179. 3:55:15–3:55:21Though poverty may strike a good man low, Peculiar honour waits upon his woe,
  3180. 3:55:21–3:55:27And, tea is the glory of a cortisan, To set her love upon an honest man.
  3181. 3:55:27–3:55:33And I, who have loved the mango tree, I cannot cling to the locus tree.
  3182. 3:55:33–3:55:41Wensch, you make that poor little charudata into a mango tree. And me you call a loquish tree.
  3183. 3:55:41–3:55:47Not even an acacia. That's the way you abuse me. And even yet you remember charudata.
  3184. 3:55:49–3:55:52Why should I not remember him who dwells in my heart?
  3185. 3:55:53–3:55:59Fish very minute, I am going to SH-trangle. Him who dwells in your heart. And you too.
  3186. 3:55:59–3:56:04Stand still, you poor merchant man's lover.
  3187. 3:56:04–3:56:09Or speak, or speak again these words that do me honor.
  3188. 3:56:09–3:56:16Just let poor Charudatta, the shon of a slave, rescue you now.
  3189. 3:56:16–3:56:19He would rescue me, if he saw me.
  3190. 3:56:19–3:56:26Is he the king of gods? The royal ape, shon of a nymph, or whes a demon's shape?
  3191. 3:56:26–3:56:43The kingly deity of wind and rain, the off-shring of the Pandu princes 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.
  3192. 3:56:43–3:56:53As Cedar in the barata was killed by good old Chanakya, Shoa'in tend to throttle thee, as did Jattayu Draupadi.
  3193. 3:56:53–3:56:57He raises his arm to strike her.
  3194. 3:56:57–3:57:16Mother, 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.
  3195. 3:57:16–3:57:21Does the wench SH peak that Rashgals name even yet?
  3196. 3:57:21–3:57:24He seizes her by the throat.
  3197. 3:57:24–3:57:26Remember him.
  3198. 3:57:26–3:57:29Wench.
  3199. 3:57:29–3:57:30Die.
  3200. 3:57:30–3:57:31Wench.
  3201. 3:57:31–3:57:32He strangles her.
  3202. 3:57:32–3:57:37Visantasina loses consciousness, and falls motionless.
  3203. 3:57:37–3:57:39Gleefully.
  3204. 3:57:39–3:57:41Fishbashgit full of shin.
  3205. 3:57:41–3:57:42Fish wench.
  3206. 3:57:42–3:57:46Fishfowler bowed of impudence she came to love.
  3207. 3:57:46–3:57:47She stayed to blench.
  3208. 3:57:47–3:57:50For death's embrace took every sense.
  3209. 3:57:50–3:57:55But why Boashti of Valoris arms an SHT out?
  3210. 3:57:55–3:57:58She simply died because her breath gave out.
  3211. 3:57:58–3:58:00Like Cita in the barata.
  3212. 3:58:00–3:58:01She lies.
  3213. 3:58:01–3:58:04Ah, mother mine.
  3214. 3:58:04–3:58:06How prittly she dies.
  3215. 3:58:06–3:58:07She would not love me.
  3216. 3:58:07–3:58:09Though I loved the wench.
  3217. 3:58:09–3:58:12I shore the empty garden.
  3218. 3:58:12–3:58:13Set the snare.
  3219. 3:58:13–3:58:14And frightened her.
  3220. 3:58:14–3:58:17and made the poor girl blench.
  3221. 3:58:17–3:58:21My brother, oh, my father, fish is where
  3222. 3:58:21–3:58:25you missed the s-height of heroism s-h-t out.
  3223. 3:58:25–3:58:28Your brother and your shonheir gloss honed out
  3224. 3:58:28–3:58:31into a man like Mother Drowparty.
  3225. 3:58:31–3:58:34You were not there, my bravery to she.
  3226. 3:58:34–3:58:35Good.
  3227. 3:58:35–3:58:38The old jackal will be here in a minute.
  3228. 3:58:38–3:58:42I, al-s-h-t-e-p-e-s-h-day and wait.
  3229. 3:58:42–3:58:43He does so.
  3230. 3:58:43–3:58:47the courtier with Stavarica.
  3231. 3:58:47–3:58:53I have persuaded the servant Stavaraka to come back, and now I will look for the jackass.
  3232. 3:58:53–3:58:56He walks about and looks around him.
  3233. 3:58:56–3:59:02But see, a tree has fallen by the roadside and killed a woman in its fall.
  3234. 3:59:02–3:59:04O cruel!
  3235. 3:59:04–3:59:06How couldst thou do this deed of shame?
  3236. 3:59:06–3:59:12And when I see that a woman was slain by thy fatal fall, I too am felled to the
  3237. 3:59:12–3:59:13earth.
  3238. 3:59:13–3:59:18Truly, my heart's fear for Vasantacina was an evil omen.
  3239. 3:59:18–3:59:22Oh, heaven grant that all may yet be well.
  3240. 3:59:22–3:59:24He approaches Sansternaka.
  3241. 3:59:24–3:59:30Jackass, I have persuaded your servant Stavarakka to return.
  3242. 3:59:30–3:59:33How do you do, sure?
  3243. 3:59:33–3:59:38Stavaraka, my little shon, my slave, how do you do?
  3244. 3:59:38–3:59:41Well, thank you.
  3245. 3:59:41–3:59:43Give me my pledge.
  3246. 3:59:43–3:59:45What pledge?
  3247. 3:59:45–3:59:47Vasantasina
  3248. 3:59:47–3:59:49She's gone
  3249. 3:59:49–3:59:50Where?
  3250. 3:59:50–3:59:52Right after you
  3251. 3:59:52–3:59:57Doubtfully, no, she did not go in that direction
  3252. 3:59:57–4:00:00In what direction did you go?
  3253. 4:00:00–4:00:02तोवार्द दीएश्ट।
  3254. 4:00:02–4:00:05वेल, शी वेंच शाथ।
  3255. 4:00:05–4:00:07शो दे अई
  3256. 4:00:07–4:00:09शी वेंट नोच
  3257. 4:00:09–4:00:11दिश नोंशंच
  3258. 4:00:11–4:00:13मैं हाट इस नोट सतपटषाट।
  3259. 4:00:13–4:00:15शीग दे च्रूथ
  3260. 4:00:15–4:00:20अछि। वेर बाए यो लेड, शो, और मैं औन फीट।
  3261. 4:00:20–4:00:24You may be easy in your heart. I murdered her."
  3262. 4:00:24–4:00:28Despairingly. You really killed her.
  3263. 4:00:28–4:00:39If you don't believe my words, then she the first heroic deed of Sanzthunnika, the king's brother in law. He points out the body.
  3264. 4:00:39–4:00:44Alas! Ah! Woe is me! He falls in a swoon.
  3265. 4:00:44–4:00:49He, he, the gentleman is calm enough now.
  3266. 4:00:49–4:00:58Oh, sir, come to yourself. I am the first murderer, for I brought the bullet-cart hither without looking into it."
  3267. 4:00:58–4:01:11Comes to himself. Mournfully. Alas. Vasantacina. The stream of courtesy is dried away, and happiness to her own landoth flee.
  3268. 4:01:11–4:01:15Sweet gem of gems, that new love's gentle play,
  3269. 4:01:15–4:01:19Love's martin beauties, joy of men like me,
  3270. 4:01:19–4:01:24Thy mirth shored stream, that kind and healing river alas,
  3271. 4:01:24–4:01:30Is perished, lost, and gone forever.
  3272. 4:01:30–4:01:34Tearfully, ah, woe is me!
  3273. 4:01:34–4:01:37What sin is yet to come, or woe?
  3274. 4:01:37–4:01:40Now thou hast done this deed of hate,
  3275. 4:01:40–4:01:42Like sin's foul self.
  3276. 4:01:42–4:01:44Hast thou laid low.
  3277. 4:01:44–4:01:47The sinless goddess of our state.
  3278. 4:01:48–4:01:49Aside.
  3279. 4:01:49–4:01:50Ah.
  3280. 4:01:50–4:01:54Perhaps the wretch means to lay this sin to my charge.
  3281. 4:01:54–4:01:56I must go hence.
  3282. 4:01:56–4:01:58He walks about.
  3283. 4:01:58–4:02:01Sansternakar approaches and holds him back.
  3284. 4:02:01–4:02:02Scoundrel.
  3285. 4:02:02–4:02:04Touch me not.
  3286. 4:02:04–4:02:05I have done with you.
  3287. 4:02:05–4:02:07I go.
  3288. 4:02:07–4:02:08Aha.
  3289. 4:02:08–4:02:15First you murder Vesanticina, then you abuse me, and now where will you run to?
  3290. 4:02:15–4:02:20And show a man like me has ent anybody to protect him.
  3291. 4:02:20–4:02:23You are an accursed scoundrel.
  3292. 4:02:23–4:02:31I'll give you countless wealth, a piece of gold, a copper, and a cap, to have and hold,
  3293. 4:02:31–4:02:34and show the fame of fish great deed shall be.
  3294. 4:02:34–4:02:38A common property, and shan't touch me.
  3295. 4:02:38–4:02:43A curse upon you, yours and yours only, be the deed.
  3296. 4:02:44–4:02:46Heaven avert the omen.
  3297. 4:02:46–4:02:48Sansternaka bursts out laughing.
  3298. 4:02:49–4:02:51Be enmity between us.
  3299. 4:02:51–4:02:53Cease your mirth.
  3300. 4:02:53–4:02:56Damned be a friendship that so shames my worth.
  3301. 4:02:56–4:03:00Never may I set eyes on one so low.
  3302. 4:03:00–4:03:01I fling you off.
  3303. 4:03:01–4:03:05An unstrung, broken bow.
  3304. 4:03:05–4:03:06Don't be angry.
  3305. 4:03:06–4:03:07Come.
  3306. 4:03:07–4:03:09Let's go and play in the pond.
  3307. 4:03:10–4:03:12Unstained my life.
  3308. 4:03:12–4:03:14And yet it seems to me,
  3309. 4:03:14–4:03:16Your friendship stains
  3310. 4:03:16–4:03:18And mocks my sinlessness.
  3311. 4:03:19–4:03:20You woman murderer!
  3312. 4:03:21–4:03:22How could I be
  3313. 4:03:22–4:03:25A friend to one whom women ever see
  3314. 4:03:25–4:03:28With eyes half closed in apprehension stress?
  3315. 4:03:30–4:03:31Mournfully,
  3316. 4:03:31–4:03:32Vasantesina.
  3317. 4:03:33–4:03:34When thou
  3318. 4:03:35–4:03:36Sweet maid
  3319. 4:03:36–4:03:45Art born again? Be not a courtesan reborn, but in a house which sinless men, and virtuous,
  3320. 4:03:45–4:03:51and good, adorn. First you murder Vasantasena in my old garden,
  3321. 4:03:51–4:03:57Pushpakaranda, and now where will you run to? Come, defend your shelf in court before
  3322. 4:03:57–4:04:01my shishtas husband. He holds him back.
  3323. 4:04:01–4:04:04Enough, you accursed scoundrel.
  3324. 4:04:04–4:04:07He draws his sword.
  3325. 4:04:07–4:04:08Recoiling in terror.
  3326. 4:04:08–4:04:09Scared.
  3327. 4:04:09–4:04:10Are you?
  3328. 4:04:10–4:04:11Go along.
  3329. 4:04:11–4:04:12Then.
  3330. 4:04:12–4:04:14Aside.
  3331. 4:04:14–4:04:16It would be folly to remain here.
  3332. 4:04:16–4:04:17Well.
  3333. 4:04:17–4:04:24I will go and join myself to Shavalaka, Shandanaka, and the rest?
  3334. 4:04:24–4:04:25Exit.
  3335. 4:04:25–4:04:26Go to hell.
  3336. 4:04:26–4:04:27Well.
  3337. 4:04:27–4:04:33little shonsta varica. What kind of a thing is fish that I, vey done?
  3338. 4:04:33–4:04:36Master, you have committed a terrible crime.
  3339. 4:04:36–4:04:45Shlave. What do you mean by talking about a crime? Well, I, I'll do it fishway. He takes
  3340. 4:04:45–4:04:51various ornaments from his person. Take these gems I give, em to you. Whenever I want
  3341. 4:04:51–4:04:58to wear them. I, I'll take them back again. But the reached of the time they are yours."
  3342. 4:04:58–4:04:59They should be worn only
  3343. 4:05:00–4:05:30विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्�
  3344. 4:05:30–4:05:33But first I, I'll take a look at her.
  3345. 4:05:33–4:05:34Is she dead?
  3346. 4:05:34–4:05:36Or shall I murder her again?
  3347. 4:05:36–4:05:39He looks at Visantasina.
  3348. 4:05:39–4:05:40Dead as a doornail.
  3349. 4:05:40–4:05:41Good.
  3350. 4:05:41–4:05:44I, I'll cover her with fish cloak.
  3351. 4:05:44–4:05:45No.
  3352. 4:05:45–4:05:46It has my name on it.
  3353. 4:05:46–4:05:50Shome home shman might recognize it.
  3354. 4:05:50–4:05:51Well.
  3355. 4:05:51–4:05:54Here are S. Home dry leaves that the wind has blown into a heap.
  3356. 4:05:54–4:05:57I, I'll cover her with them.
  3357. 4:05:57–4:05:59He does so.
  3358. 4:05:59–4:06:01pauses to reflect.
  3359. 4:06:01–4:06:02Good.
  3360. 4:06:02–4:06:04I, I'll do it this way.
  3361. 4:06:04–4:06:07I, I'll go to court at once.
  3362. 4:06:07–4:06:09And there I, I'll lodge a complaint.
  3363. 4:06:09–4:06:15I, I'll say that the merchant Charudatta enticed Vercanticina into my old garden Pushpa
  3364. 4:06:15–4:06:17Corander.
  3365. 4:06:17–4:06:19And killed her for her money.
  3366. 4:06:19–4:06:20Yesh!
  3367. 4:06:20–4:06:23Charudatta must be slaughtered now.
  3368. 4:06:23–4:06:26And I, I'll invent the plan.
  3369. 4:06:26–4:06:33pity. The sacrificing of a sinless cow is cruel in the kindish-tarted city. Now I am
  3370. 4:06:33–4:06:41ready to go. He starts to go away, but perceives something that frightens him. Goodness gracious
  3371. 4:06:41–4:06:48me. Wherever I go, fish-damned monk comes with his yellow robes. I board a hole in his
  3372. 4:06:48–4:06:54nose once and drove him around. And he hates me. Perhaps he'll she me, and will
  3373. 4:06:54–4:07:02tell people that I murdered her. How shall I escapay? He looks about. Ah ha! I'll jump
  3374. 4:07:02–4:07:10over the wall where it is half fallen down. And escapay that way. I run, I run, I go.
  3375. 4:07:10–4:07:18In heaven, on earth below, in hell, and in salon. Hanumat speaks upon like Indra's self.
  3376. 4:07:18–4:07:22I go, exit."
  3377. 4:07:22–4:07:26hurriedly the Buddhist monk, Ex Shampua.
  3378. 4:07:26–4:07:33I've washed these rags of mine. Shall I let them dry on a branch? No. The monkeys would
  3379. 4:07:33–4:07:41steal them. On the ground? The dust would make them dirty again. Well then, where shall I
  3380. 4:07:41–4:07:48spread them out to dry? He looks about. Ah! Here is a pile of dry leaves which the
  3381. 4:07:48–4:07:50The wind has blown into a heap.
  3382. 4:07:50–4:07:54I, L, L spread them out on that.
  3383. 4:07:54–4:07:55He does so.
  3384. 4:07:55–4:07:57Buddha be praised.
  3385. 4:07:57–4:07:58He sits down.
  3386. 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
  3387. 4:08:06–4:08:12protection to the town is given, by whom the outcast impotent is slain.
  3388. 4:08:12–4:08:16He cannot fail to enter into heaven.
  3389. 4:08:16–4:08:19After all, what have I to do with heaven?
  3390. 4:08:19–4:08:25Before I have paid my debt to Vasantacina, my sister in Buddha?
  3391. 4:08:25–4:08:30She bought my freedom for ten gold pieces from the gamblers, and since that day I regard
  3392. 4:08:30–4:08:33myself as her property.
  3393. 4:08:33–4:08:34He looks about.
  3394. 4:08:34–4:08:35What was that?
  3395. 4:08:35–4:08:38A sigh that arose from the leaves.
  3396. 4:08:38–4:08:40It cannot be.
  3397. 4:08:40–4:08:43The heated breezes heat the leaves.
  3398. 4:08:43–4:08:46The wetted garment wets the leaves.
  3399. 4:08:46–4:08:54And so, I guess, the scattered leaves curl up like any other leaves.
  3400. 4:08:54–4:09:00Vasantasina begins to recover consciousness and stretches out her hand.
  3401. 4:09:00–4:09:02Ah!
  3402. 4:09:02–4:09:04There appears a woman's hand.
  3403. 4:09:04–4:09:07Adorned with beautiful gems, what?
  3404. 4:09:07–4:09:08A second hand?
  3405. 4:09:08–4:09:11He examines it with the greatest care.
  3406. 4:09:11–4:09:13It seems to me.
  3407. 4:09:13–4:09:21I recognize this hand. Yes. There is no doubt about it. Surely, this is the hand that saved
  3408. 4:09:21–4:09:30me. But I must see for myself. He uncovers the body, looks at it, and recognizes it. It is
  3409. 4:09:30–4:09:38my sister in Buddha. Vasantasina pants for water. Ah! She seeks water, and the pond
  3410. 4:09:38–4:09:46is far away. What shall I do? An idea. I will hold this robe over her and let it drip
  3411. 4:09:46–4:09:54upon her. He does so. Vasanta Sina recovers consciousness and raises herself. The monk
  3412. 4:09:54–4:09:56fans her with his garment.
  3413. 4:09:56–4:09:59Who are you, sir?
  3414. 4:10:00–4:10:06Has my sister in Buddha forgotten him whose freedom she bought for ten gold pieces?
  3415. 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.
  3416. 4:10:13–4:10:17What happened here, sister in Buddha?
  3417. 4:10:17–4:10:22Despairingly, nothing but wood is fitting for a quarter-zan.
  3418. 4:10:22–4:10:30Sister in Buddha, support yourself by this creeper that clings to the tree and rise to your feet.
  3419. 4:10:30–4:10:37He bends down the creeper. Vasantasena takes it in her hand and rises.
  3420. 4:10:37–4:10:42In Yanda monastery dwells one who is my sister in the faith.
  3421. 4:10:42–4:10:47There shall my sister in Buddha be restored before she returns home.
  3422. 4:10:47–4:10:50You must walk very slowly.
  3423. 4:10:50–4:11:13Sister. 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.
  3424. 4:11:13–4:11:21He little Rex. If kingdoms fall or stand, for heaven is in the hollow of his hand.
  3425. 4:11:21–4:11:28Ex-Aunt. Enter a beetle.
  3426. 4:11:28–4:11:36The magistrates said to me, Come, beetle, go to the courtroom, and make ready the seats.
  3427. 4:11:36–4:11:39So now I am on my way to set the courtroom in order.
  3428. 4:11:39–4:11:47He walks about and looks around him. Here is the courtroom. I will enter. He enters, sweeps,
  3429. 4:11:47–4:11:54and puts a seat in its place. There, I have tidied up the courtroom and put the seats in readiness.
  3430. 4:11:54–4:12:01And now I will go and tell the magistrates. He walks about and looks around him. But see,
  3431. 4:12:01–4:12:07here comes that errant nave. The king's brother-in-law. I will go away without attracting
  3432. 4:12:07–4:12:14his attention. He stands apart, enters sans fanica, in gorgeous raiment.
  3433. 4:12:14–4:12:22I bathed where water runs and flows and pearls. I chat within a garden, park, and grove, with
  3434. 4:12:22–4:12:30women, and with females, and with girls, whose lovely limbs with grace angelic move. My hair
  3435. 4:12:30–4:12:33Here is S. Hometime's done uptight.
  3436. 4:12:33–4:12:34You she.
  3437. 4:12:34–4:12:35In locks.
  3438. 4:12:35–4:12:36Or curls.
  3439. 4:12:36–4:12:38It hangs my forehead o'er.
  3440. 4:12:38–4:12:40Shometime's.
  3441. 4:12:40–4:12:41T is matted.
  3442. 4:12:41–4:12:43S. Hometime's hanging free.
  3443. 4:12:43–4:12:45And then again.
  3444. 4:12:45–4:12:46I wear a pompadour.
  3445. 4:12:46–4:12:47I am a wonder.
  3446. 4:12:47–4:12:49I'm a wondrous thing.
  3447. 4:12:49–4:12:52And the husband of my shishto is the king.
  3448. 4:12:52–4:12:53And besheedies.
  3449. 4:12:53–4:12:56I, vey, found a big hole.
  3450. 4:12:56–4:13:02a worm that has crawled into the knot of a lotush root, and is looking for a hole to
  3451. 4:13:02–4:13:08creep out at. Now who was I going to accuse of fish-wickard deed? He recalls something.
  3452. 4:13:08–4:13:17Oh, yesh! I remember. I was going to accuse poor Charodata of fish-wickard deed. Besheedies!
  3453. 4:13:17–4:13:23He's poor. They, I'll believe anything about him. Good. I, I'll go to the courtroom
  3454. 4:13:23–4:13:27and lodge a public complaint against Charudatta.
  3455. 4:13:27–4:13:28How he S.H.
  3456. 4:13:28–4:13:31strangled Vasanticina and murdered her.
  3457. 4:13:31–4:13:35Show now I, M. on my way to the courtroom.
  3458. 4:13:35–4:13:38He walks about and looks around him.
  3459. 4:13:38–4:13:39Here is the courtroom.
  3460. 4:13:39–4:13:41I, Ull go in.
  3461. 4:13:41–4:13:43He enters and looks about.
  3462. 4:13:43–4:13:46Well, here are the sheets.
  3463. 4:13:46–4:13:47All arranged.
  3464. 4:13:47–4:13:49While I, M. waiting for the Magish traits.
  3465. 4:13:49–4:13:53I, I'll just sit down a minute on the grass.
  3466. 4:13:53–4:13:55He does so.
  3467. 4:13:55–4:13:57Walks about in another direction,
  3468. 4:13:57–4:13:59and looks before him.
  3469. 4:13:59–4:14:01Here come the magistrates.
  3470. 4:14:01–4:14:03I will go to them.
  3471. 4:14:03–4:14:05He does so.
  3472. 4:14:05–4:14:07Enter the Judge,
  3473. 4:14:07–4:14:09accompanied by a Guiled Warden,
  3474. 4:14:09–4:14:11a Clerk, and others.
  3475. 4:14:11–4:14:13Guiled Warden and Clerk.
  3476. 4:14:13–4:14:15We await your bidding.
  3477. 4:14:15–4:14:20your bidding. A trial depends to such an extent upon others
  3478. 4:14:20–4:14:28that the task of the magistrates, the reading of, and others' thoughts, is most difficult.
  3479. 4:14:28–4:14:35Men often speak of deeds that no man saw. Matters beyond the province of the law. Passion
  3480. 4:14:35–4:14:43so rules the parties that their lies hide their offences from judicial eyes. This side
  3481. 4:14:43–4:14:51and that exaggerate a thing. Until at last it implicates the king. To sum it up, false
  3482. 4:14:51–4:14:59blame is easy one. A true judge little praised. Or praised by none. And again?
  3483. 4:15:00–4:15:30विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक ना
  3484. 4:15:30–4:15:42For the judge must be learned and skilled in tracing fraud's sly path, and eloquent, insensible to wrath, to friend, foe.
  3485. 4:15:42–4:15:50Kinsmen showing equal grace, reserving judgment till he know the case, untouched by avarice.
  3486. 4:15:50–4:15:54In virtue sound, the weak he must defend.
  3487. 4:15:54–4:15:58The nave confound, an open door to truth.
  3488. 4:15:58–4:16:02His heart must cling to others' interests.
  3489. 4:16:02–4:16:04Yet shun each thing.
  3490. 4:16:04–4:16:07That might awake the anger of the king.
  3491. 4:16:07–4:16:11And do men speak of defects in your virtue?
  3492. 4:16:11–4:16:16If so, then they speak of darkness in the moonlight.
  3493. 4:16:16–4:16:20My good beetle, conduct me to the courtroom.
  3494. 4:16:20–4:16:29Follow me, your honor, they walk about. Here is the courtroom. May the magistrates be pleased to enter. I'll enter.
  3495. 4:16:29–4:16:36My good beedle, do you go outside and learn who desires to present a case?
  3496. 4:16:36–4:16:46Yes, sir. He goes out. Gentlemen, the magistrates ask if there is any here who desires to present a case.
  3497. 4:16:46–4:16:49Gleefully, the Magish traits are here.
  3498. 4:16:49–4:16:51He struts about.
  3499. 4:16:51–4:16:53I desire to present a cash.
  3500. 4:16:53–4:17:01I, an Aristocrat, a man, a Vasudeva, the Royal Brother-in-Law, the Brother-in-Law of the
  3501. 4:17:01–4:17:03King.
  3502. 4:17:03–4:17:10In alarm, goodness, the King's brother-in-law is the first who desires to present a case.
  3503. 4:17:10–4:17:12Well, wait a moment, sir.
  3504. 4:17:12–4:17:16I will inform the magistrates at once.
  3505. 4:17:16–4:17:18He approaches the magistrates.
  3506. 4:17:18–4:17:23Gentlemen, here is the king's brother-in-law who has come to court,
  3507. 4:17:23–4:17:25desiring to present a case.
  3508. 4:17:25–4:17:26What?
  3509. 4:17:26–4:17:32The king's brother-in-law is the first who desires to present a case.
  3510. 4:17:32–4:17:35Like an eclipse at sunrise.
  3511. 4:17:35–4:17:38This betokens the ruin of some great man.
  3512. 4:17:38–4:17:39Beedle.
  3513. 4:17:39–4:17:43The court will doubtless be very busy today.
  3514. 4:17:43–4:17:46Go forth, my good man.
  3515. 4:17:46–4:17:50and say, leave us for today. Your suit cannot be considered.
  3516. 4:17:52–4:17:59Yes, your honor. He goes out and approaches Sans Thanika. Sir, the magistrates send word that
  3517. 4:17:59–4:18:04you are to leave them for today. That your suit cannot be considered.
  3518. 4:18:05–4:18:13Wrathfully. Confound it. Why can't my shoe it be consigned red? If it is ent consigned red.
  3519. 4:18:13–4:18:30Then I, I'll tell my brother in law. King Palakka, my shishter's husband. And I, I'll tell my shishter and my mother too. And I, I'll have fish-judge removed. And another judge appointed. He starts to go away.
  3520. 4:18:30–4:18:38Oh, sir, brother-in-law of the king. Wait a moment, I will inform the magistrates at once.
  3521. 4:18:38–4:18:47He returns to the judge. The brother-in-law of the king is angry, and says, he repeats Sansphanaka's words.
  3522. 4:18:47–4:18:56This fool might do anything. My good man, tell him to come hither, that his suit will be considered.
  3523. 4:18:56–4:19:02Approaching Sans Thanika, Sir, the magistrates send word that you are to come in.
  3524. 4:19:02–4:19:07That your suit will be considered. Pray enter, Sir.
  3525. 4:19:07–4:19:13First they say it won't be consigned red. Then they say it will be consigned red.
  3526. 4:19:13–4:19:21The Magish traits are shcar, ed. Whatever I say, I, I'll make, him believe it.
  3527. 4:19:21–4:19:34Good. 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.
  3528. 4:19:34–4:19:43Aside. Well, well, we seem to have a highly cultivated plaintiff. Allowed. Pray be seated.
  3529. 4:19:43–4:19:46Well, fish floor belongs to me.
  3530. 4:19:46–4:19:49I, I'll sit down wherever I like.
  3531. 4:19:49–4:19:51To the guild warden.
  3532. 4:19:51–4:19:52I'll sit here.
  3533. 4:19:52–4:19:53To the beetle.
  3534. 4:19:53–4:19:55Why shouldn't I sit here?
  3535. 4:19:55–4:19:58He lays his hand on the judge's head.
  3536. 4:19:58–4:20:00I, I'll sit here.
  3537. 4:20:00–4:20:30विचार-विमर्चना, 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, कविता, कविता, कविता, क
  3538. 4:20:30–4:20:38All this we know. Why should you boast of this, your noble birth? T is character that makes
  3539. 4:20:38–4:20:44the man of worth. But thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth. Stake your case.
  3540. 4:20:44–4:20:53I will, but even if I was guilty, he wouldn't do anything to me. Well, my shish'da's husband
  3541. 4:20:53–4:21:00liked me, and gave me the best garden there is. The old garden push parkeranda, to play
  3542. 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 it
  3543. 4:21:06–4:21:13clean, to keep it gloss homing, to keep it trimmed, but fate decreed that I sure, or
  3544. 4:21:13–4:21:17rather, I didn't see the prostrate body of a woman."
  3545. 4:21:17–4:21:21Do you know who the unfortunate woman was?
  3546. 4:21:21–4:21:24Hello, Magish-traits.
  3547. 4:21:24–4:21:26Why shouldn't I know?
  3548. 4:21:26–4:21:33A woman like that, the pearl of the city, adorned with a hundred golden ornaments.
  3549. 4:21:33–4:21:37Shumbadies unworthy shun enticed her into the old garden push-parkiranda when it was
  3550. 4:21:37–4:21:39empty.
  3551. 4:21:39–4:21:42And for a mere trifle, for her money.
  3552. 4:21:42–4:21:43S.H.
  3553. 4:21:43–4:21:45strangled Vasantesina and killed her.
  3554. 4:21:45–4:21:47But I didn't.
  3555. 4:21:47–4:21:52He breaks off and puts his hand over his mouth.
  3556. 4:21:52–4:21:55What carelessness on the part of the city police?
  3557. 4:21:55–4:22:03Guildwarden and clerk, write down the words, I didn't, as the first article in the case.
  3558. 4:22:03–4:22:06Yes, sir, he does so.
  3559. 4:22:06–4:22:09Sir, it is written.
  3560. 4:22:09–4:22:10Aside.
  3561. 4:22:10–4:22:11Goodness.
  3562. 4:22:11–4:22:13Now I've ruined my shelf.
  3563. 4:22:13–4:22:20a man that swallows a cake of rice and milk in a hurry. Well, I'll get out of it, fishway.
  3564. 4:22:20–4:22:28Aloud. Well, well, McGish traits. I was just remarking that I didn't see it happen. What
  3565. 4:22:28–4:22:35are you making fish hullabaloo about? He wipes out the written words with his foot.
  3566. 4:22:35–4:22:39How do you know that she was strangled? And for her money?
  3567. 4:22:39–4:22:49Hello. 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?
  3568. 4:22:50–4:22:52That seems plausible.
  3569. 4:22:52–4:22:57Aside. Thank heaven. I breathe again. Hooray.
  3570. 4:22:57–4:23:02Upon whom does the conduct of this case depend?
  3571. 4:23:02–4:23:05The case has a two-fold aspect.
  3572. 4:23:05–4:23:07How so?
  3573. 4:23:07–4:23:24We 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.
  3574. 4:23:24–4:23:30Then the conduct of the case depends upon the presence of Vasanticina's mother.
  3575. 4:23:30–4:23:42Precisely. My good Beedle. Summon Verzanticina's mother. Without. However. Giving her cause for anxiety.
  3576. 4:23:42–4:23:50Yes, Your Honor. He goes out and returns with the mother of the courtesan. Follow me, Madam.
  3577. 4:23:50–4:23:58My daughter went to the house of a friend to enjoy her youth. But now comes this gentleman. Long life to him.
  3578. 4:23:58–4:24:11and says, Come! The judge summons you. I find myself quite bewildered. My heart is palpitating. Sir, will you conduct me to the courtroom?
  3579. 4:24:11–4:24:19Follow me, madam, they walk about. Here is the courtroom. Pray enter, madam, they enter.
  3580. 4:24:19–4:24:25Approaching. Happiness be yours, most worthy gentleman.
  3581. 4:24:25–4:24:30My good woman, you are very welcome. Pray be seated.
  3582. 4:24:31–4:24:33Thank you. She seats herself.
  3583. 4:24:34–4:24:39Abusively. You, re here. Are you, you old board?
  3584. 4:24:40–4:24:43Tell me. Are you Vasantasina's mother?
  3585. 4:24:44–4:24:45I am.
  3586. 4:24:45–4:24:49Wither has Vasantasina gone at this moment.
  3587. 4:24:50–4:24:52To the house of a friend.
  3588. 4:24:52–4:24:55What is the name of her friend?
  3589. 4:24:55–4:25:00aside dear me really this is
  3590. 4:25:00–4:25:02अविशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3591. 4:25:02–4:25:04अविशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3592. 4:25:04–4:25:06अविशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3593. 4:25:06–4:25:08अविशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3594. 4:25:08–4:25:10अविशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3595. 4:25:10–4:25:12अविशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3596. 4:25:12–4:25:14अविशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3597. 4:25:14–4:25:16अविशार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3598. 4:25:16–4:25:20You incur no fault. Speak.
  3599. 4:25:20–4:25:28What? The conduct of the case? If that is so, then listen. Worthy gentlemen.
  3600. 4:25:28–4:25:33There lives in the merchant's quarter the grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta,
  3601. 4:25:33–4:25:38the son of Sagara Datta, a man whose name is a good omen in itself.
  3602. 4:25:38–4:25:44That name is Sharadatta. In his house, my daughter enjoys her youth.
  3603. 4:25:44–4:25:51Did you hear that? Write those words down. My contention is with Charudatta.
  3604. 4:25:51–4:25:55It is no sin for Charudatta to be her friend.
  3605. 4:25:55–4:26:00The conduct of this case demands the presence of Charudatta.
  3606. 4:26:00–4:26:02Exactly.
  3607. 4:26:02–4:26:07Dana-Datta. Write as the first article in the case.
  3608. 4:26:07–4:26:10Vasantasina went to the house of Charodata.
  3609. 4:26:10–4:26:12But must we
  3610. 4:26:12–4:26:15summon the worthy Charodata also?
  3611. 4:26:15–4:26:16No.
  3612. 4:26:16–4:26:19The conduct of the case summons him.
  3613. 4:26:19–4:26:21Go, my good beetle.
  3614. 4:26:21–4:26:24Summon Charodata, but gently.
  3615. 4:26:24–4:26:26Without haste.
  3616. 4:26:26–4:26:29Without giving him cause for anxiety.
  3617. 4:26:29–4:26:31Respectfully.
  3618. 4:26:31–4:26:34As it were incidentally, with the words,
  3619. 4:26:34–4:26:37The Judge wishes to see you.
  3620. 4:26:37–4:26:39Yes, Your Honor.
  3621. 4:26:39–4:26:42He goes out, then returns with Charadatta.
  3622. 4:26:42–4:26:44Follow me, sir.
  3623. 4:26:44–4:26:48Thoughtfully, my character and kin are known
  3624. 4:26:48–4:26:50unto the King who rules our state.
  3625. 4:26:50–4:26:53And in this summons there is shown
  3626. 4:26:53–4:26:56a doubt begotten of my wretched fate.
  3627. 4:26:58–4:27:00Reflectively, aside.
  3628. 4:27:01–4:27:04Ah, were there those?
  3629. 4:27:04–4:27:09The man to recognize who met me on the road from bondage freed,
  3630. 4:27:09–4:27:13or did the king who seized through cunning spies
  3631. 4:27:13–4:27:16learn that my cart was lent him in his need.
  3632. 4:27:16–4:27:20Why should I else be forced to tread the street
  3633. 4:27:20–4:27:22like one accused of crime?
  3634. 4:27:22–4:27:24My judge to meet.
  3635. 4:27:24–4:27:27But why consider thus?
  3636. 4:27:27–4:27:29I must go to the courtroom.
  3637. 4:27:29–4:27:33My good beedle, conduct me to the court.
  3638. 4:27:33–4:27:36Follow me, sir, they walk about.
  3639. 4:27:36–4:27:40Apprehensively. And what means this?
  3640. 4:27:40–4:27:46Hear how the gloomy raven-horsley croaks, the slaves of justice summon me again.
  3641. 4:27:46–4:27:54My left eye twitches, these repeated strokes, of threatened evil frighten me in pain.
  3642. 4:27:54–4:27:58Follow me, sir, gently and without haste.
  3643. 4:27:58–4:28:12walks 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.
  3644. 4:28:12–4:28:17He looks in another direction. But see, a snake.
  3645. 4:28:17–4:28:40His eye is fixed upon me. And his back flashes like antimony's lustrous black. His long-tongued 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.
  3646. 4:28:40–4:28:49and more than this. I slip. Although the ground has felt no rain, my left eye and my left arm
  3647. 4:28:49–4:28:57throb again. Another bird is screaming overhead. All bodes are cruel death and hope is fled.
  3648. 4:28:57–4:29:01Surely, the gods will grant that all may yet be well.
  3649. 4:29:01–4:29:08Well, follow me, sir, here is the courtroom. Pray enter.
  3650. 4:29:08–4:29:15Enter'san looks about. How wonderfully splendid is the courtroom. For it seems an ocean. Whose
  3651. 4:29:15–4:29:23waters are the king's advisors? Deep, in thought, as waves and shells it seems to keep. The
  3652. 4:29:23–4:29:31attorneys, and us sharks and crocodiles. It has its spies that stand in waiting files.
  3653. 4:29:31–4:29:38Its elephants and horses represent the cruel ocean fish on murder bent, as if with herons
  3654. 4:29:38–4:29:39of the sea.
  3655. 4:29:39–4:29:44It shines, with screaming petty foggers numerous lines.
  3656. 4:29:44–4:29:51Wild in the guise of serpents, scribes are creeping upon its statecraft trodden show.
  3657. 4:29:51–4:29:57The caught, the likeness of an ocean still is keeping, to which all harmful cruel
  3658. 4:29:57–4:29:59beasts resort.
  3659. 4:29:59–4:29:59some.
  3660. 4:30:00–4:30:04आजि नेविचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3661. 4:30:04–4:30:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3662. 4:30:08–4:30:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3663. 4:30:12–4:30:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3664. 4:30:16–4:30:20विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3665. 4:30:20–4:30:24विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3666. 4:30:24–4:30:28विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3667. 4:30:28–4:30:39Who's great? Wide-open-dye Frank Candershows is not the home of wantonness, with elephants, with horses, and with kind.
  3668. 4:30:39–4:30:45The outer form is in a habit sign, with men no less.
  3669. 4:30:45–4:30:52My greetings to the officers of justice. Officials, I salute you.
  3670. 4:30:52–4:30:56Betraying his agitation, you are very welcome sir.
  3671. 4:30:56–4:30:58My good beetle.
  3672. 4:30:58–4:31:01Give the gentleman a seat.
  3673. 4:31:01–4:31:02Brings a seat.
  3674. 4:31:02–4:31:03Here is a seat.
  3675. 4:31:03–4:31:05Pray be seated, sir.
  3676. 4:31:05–4:31:08Charadatta seats himself.
  3677. 4:31:08–4:31:09Angrily.
  3678. 4:31:09–4:31:10You're here.
  3679. 4:31:10–4:31:11Are you.
  3680. 4:31:11–4:31:12You woman murderer?
  3681. 4:31:12–4:31:15Well, fish is a fine trial.
  3682. 4:31:15–4:31:17Fish is a just trial.
  3683. 4:31:17–4:31:20Where they give a sheet to fish woman murderer.
  3684. 4:31:20–4:31:24But it's alright, they can give it to him.
  3685. 4:31:24–4:31:33Charudata, have you any attachment or affection or friendship with this lady's daughter?
  3686. 4:31:33–4:31:35What lady?
  3687. 4:31:35–4:31:40This lady, he indicates Vasantasena's mother.
  3688. 4:31:40–4:31:44Rising, madam, I salute you.
  3689. 4:31:44–4:31:53Long life to you, my son, aside. So this is Charudatta. My daughter's youth is in good hands.
  3690. 4:31:53–4:32:00Sir, is the Curtis and your friend? Charudatta betrays his embarrassment.
  3691. 4:32:00–4:32:12He 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.
  3692. 4:32:12–4:32:15not show his master here.
  3693. 4:32:15–4:32:22Speak, Charodata. Do not be ashamed. This is a lawsuit.
  3694. 4:32:22–4:32:29In embarrassment, officials, how can I testify that a courtesan is my friend?
  3695. 4:32:29–4:32:35But at worst, it is youth that bears the blame, not character.
  3696. 4:32:35–4:32:41The case is hard, then banish shame. Though it oppress your heart,
  3697. 4:32:41–4:32:52Speak truth with fortitude and aim to set deceit apart. Do not be embarrassed. The conduct of the case puts the question.
  3698. 4:32:53–4:32:56Officer, with whom have I lawsuit?
  3699. 4:32:57–4:32:59Arrogantly, with me.
  3700. 4:32:59–4:33:02A lawsuit with you is unendurable.
  3701. 4:33:03–4:33:11Well, well, woman murderer, you murder a woman like Vicenticina who used to wear a hundred gems.
  3702. 4:33:11–4:33:15and now you try deceitful deceivings to hide it.
  3703. 4:33:15–4:33:17You are a fool.
  3704. 4:33:17–4:33:21Enough of him, good Charudatta.
  3705. 4:33:21–4:33:24Speak the truth. Is the courtesan your friend?
  3706. 4:33:24–4:33:26She is.
  3707. 4:33:26–4:33:30Sir, where is Vasantasina?
  3708. 4:33:30–4:33:32She has gone home.
  3709. 4:33:32–4:33:37How did she go? When did she go? Who accompanied her?
  3710. 4:33:37–4:33:42Aside, shall I say that she went unobserved?
  3711. 4:33:42–4:33:44Speak, sir.
  3712. 4:33:44–4:33:48She went home. What more shall I say?
  3713. 4:33:48–4:33:55She was enticed into my old garden pushpuck around her, and was SH-trangled for her money.
  3714. 4:33:55–4:33:58Now will you say that she went home?
  3715. 4:33:58–4:34:04Man, you are crazy, the very clouds of heaven wetknot you.
  3716. 4:34:04–4:34:08Your lips are like the blue jays wingtip worn.
  3717. 4:34:08–4:34:12Yes, fullers fickle with their speech untrue.
  3718. 4:34:12–4:34:16And like the winter lotus luster lawn.
  3719. 4:34:16–4:34:17Aside.
  3720. 4:34:17–4:34:21Take the Himalayan hills within your hand.
  3721. 4:34:21–4:34:25And swim from ocean strand to ocean strand.
  3722. 4:34:25–4:34:28and hold within your grasp the fleeting wind.
  3723. 4:34:28–4:34:32Then may you think that Charudatta sinned."
  3724. 4:34:32–4:34:33Allowed.
  3725. 4:34:33–4:34:36This is the noble Charudatta.
  3726. 4:34:36–4:34:39How could he commit this crime?
  3727. 4:34:39–4:34:43He repeats the verse, accountants like his.
  3728. 4:34:43–4:34:46Page 141.
  3729. 4:34:46–4:34:49Why fish partiality in a law-sheword?
  3730. 4:34:49–4:34:50Away.
  3731. 4:34:50–4:34:52You fool.
  3732. 4:34:52–4:34:54Illiterate.
  3733. 4:34:54–4:34:59You gloss the sacred law, and still your tongue uninjured find.
  3734. 4:34:59–4:35:00The midday
  3735. 4:35:00–4:35:30विचार-विमर्शक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक न
  3736. 4:35:30–4:35:37Because, without consideration, he for others good, himself of all has reft.
  3737. 4:35:37–4:35:45And should this high-sold man, this storehouse where all gems of virtue gather and unite,
  3738. 4:35:45–4:35:53for Luca's sake, so foul a trespass dare, that in it even his foe could not delight.
  3739. 4:35:53–4:35:55You scoundrel!
  3740. 4:35:55–4:36:01In the golden casket that was left with him as a pledge was stolen by thieves at night.
  3741. 4:36:01–4:36:06He gave in place of it a pearl necklace that was the pride of the Four Seas.
  3742. 4:36:06–4:36:12And he should now, for a mere trifle, for her money, do this sin.
  3743. 4:36:12–4:36:20Oh! my child! come back to me! my daughter! she weeps!
  3744. 4:36:20–4:36:28Charidata. Did she go on foot or in a bullet cart? I did not see her when she went. Therefore
  3745. 4:36:28–4:36:35I do not know whether she went on foot or in a bullet cart.
  3746. 4:36:35–4:36:41Enter Viraka in Anger. My anger was so prodded to the quick. By that
  3747. 4:36:41–4:36:49dishonoring, insulting kick, and so I brooded till at last the night. Unwilling yielded
  3748. 4:36:49–4:36:56to the dawning light. So now I will go to the courtroom. He enters. May happiness be
  3749. 4:36:56–4:36:59the lot of these honorable gentlemen.
  3750. 4:36:59–4:37:07Ah, it is Varaka, the captain of the guard. Varaka, what is the purpose of your coming?
  3751. 4:37:07–4:37:14Well, I was looking for Ayaka. In all the excitement about his escape from prison,
  3752. 4:37:14–4:37:21I had my suspicions about a covered bullet cart that was coming and wanted to look in.
  3753. 4:37:21–4:37:24You, they made one inspection.
  3754. 4:37:24–4:37:28Man, I must make another, said I.
  3755. 4:37:28–4:37:32And then I was kicked by the highly respectable Chandanaka.
  3756. 4:37:32–4:37:34You have heard the matter.
  3757. 4:37:34–4:37:37Gentlemen, the rest is your affair."
  3758. 4:37:37–4:37:43My good man, do you know to whom the bullet cart belonged?
  3759. 4:37:43–4:37:50To this gentleman here, Charudatta and the driver said that Visantasina was in it and
  3760. 4:37:50–4:37:56was on her way to have a good time in the old garden pushpark around her.
  3761. 4:37:56–4:37:59Lished into that, too.
  3762. 4:37:59–4:38:06This moon, alas, though spotless bright, is now eclipsed and robbed of light.
  3763. 4:38:06–4:38:08The bank is fallen.
  3764. 4:38:08–4:38:10The waves appear.
  3765. 4:38:10–4:38:18unfold. That once were bright and clear. Viraka, we will investigate your case here later. Mount
  3766. 4:38:18–4:38:25the horse that stands before the courtroom door. Go to the garden, push Pakaranda, and
  3767. 4:38:25–4:38:29see whether a woman has perished there or not.
  3768. 4:38:29–4:38:37Yes, sir. He goes out, then returns. I have been there, and I saw the body of a
  3769. 4:38:37–4:38:46woman, torn by wild beasts. How do you know that it was the body of a woman? That I perceived
  3770. 4:38:46–4:38:51from the traces of hair and arms and hands and feet.
  3771. 4:38:51–4:38:57Alas for the difficulties which are caused by the actions of men. The more one may apply
  3772. 4:38:57–4:39:05his skill, the harder is the matter still. Plain are indeed the law's demands. Yet
  3773. 4:39:05–4:39:11judgment in securely stands. As some pour cow on shifting sands.
  3774. 4:39:11–4:39:20Aside, as bees, when flowers begin to blow, gather to seep the honey. So, when man is marked
  3775. 4:39:20–4:39:26by adverse fate, must fortunes enter every gate.
  3776. 4:39:26–4:39:33Noble Charodata, Speak Truth. A mean and jealous creature, passion blind,
  3777. 4:39:33–4:39:40Let's all his soul, some fatal means to find, To slay the man he envies.
  3778. 4:39:40–4:39:45Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, Win the prize?
  3779. 4:39:45–4:39:49No, he is unregarded by the wise.
  3780. 4:39:49–4:39:54And more than this, the creeper's beauty would I never blight.
  3781. 4:39:54–4:40:00Nor pluck its flowers, should I not be afraid, To seize her hear so lovely lo-
  3782. 4:40:00–4:40:30नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक
  3783. 4:40:30–4:40:35what you are doing. He leaves his seat and sits on the floor.
  3784. 4:40:35–4:40:42Dancing about gleefully, aside, fine, the shin that I did falls on another man's head.
  3785. 4:40:42–4:40:50Show I, I'll sit where Charudatta was. He does so. Look at me, Charudatta, and confess
  3786. 4:40:50–4:40:53that you murdered her.
  3787. 4:40:53–4:41:01Magistrates, a mean and jealous creature, Passion blind, sets all his soul, some fatal means
  3788. 4:41:01–4:41:05to find, To slay the man he envies,
  3789. 4:41:05–4:41:10Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, Win the prize?
  3790. 4:41:10–4:41:15No, he is unregarded by the wise.
  3791. 4:41:15–4:41:16Sighing.
  3792. 4:41:16–4:41:18Aside.
  3793. 4:41:18–4:41:20My friend, Maitreya.
  3794. 4:41:20–4:41:30Oh! This cruel blow! My wife! Thou issue of a spotless strain! My Rojasena! Here am I!
  3795. 4:41:30–4:41:38Laid low! By sternest fate! And thou? Thou dost not know! That all thy childish games are
  3796. 4:41:38–4:41:44played in vain! Thou playest! Heedless of another's pain!
  3797. 4:41:44–4:41:50But, maitreya, I sent to Vasantasena, That he might bring me tidings of her, and might
  3798. 4:41:50–4:41:53It restore the jewels which she gave my child.
  3799. 4:41:53–4:41:55To buy him a toy cart.
  3800. 4:41:55–4:41:59Why then does he linger?
  3801. 4:41:59–4:42:02Enter Maitreya with the gems.
  3802. 4:42:02–4:42:09Charadatta bade me go to Vasantasena to return her jewels, and he said to me, Maitreya,
  3803. 4:42:09–4:42:14Vasantasena adorned my dear Rhoasena with her own jewels, and sent him thus to his
  3804. 4:42:14–4:42:15mother.
  3805. 4:42:15–4:42:18It was fitting that she should give him the jewels.
  3806. 4:42:18–4:42:20But not that we should receive them.
  3807. 4:42:20–4:42:27restore them to her. So now I will go to Vasantasina's house. He walks about and looks around,
  3808. 4:42:27–4:42:30then speaks to a person behind the scenes.
  3809. 4:42:30–4:42:38Ah, it is Master Rebula. Oh, Master Rebula, why do you seem so exceedingly troubled? He listens.
  3810. 4:42:38–4:42:42What, do you mean to say that my dear friend Charadatta has been summoned to court?
  3811. 4:42:43–4:42:49That can hardly be an insignificant matter. He reflects. I will go to Vasantasina's house
  3812. 4:42:49–4:42:56later. But now I will go to the courtroom. He walks about and looks around. Here is the courtroom.
  3813. 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?
  3814. 4:43:04–4:43:14Here. My friend, I wish you happiness. It will be mine. And peace. That too will be mine.
  3815. 4:43:14–4:43:20My friend, why do you seem so exceedingly troubled? And why were you summoned?
  3816. 4:43:20–4:43:33My 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.
  3817. 4:43:33–4:43:35What? What?
  3818. 4:43:35–4:43:38Whispers, that is it.
  3819. 4:43:38–4:43:40Who says that?
  3820. 4:43:40–4:43:48Indicating Santsthanaka, this poor fellow is the instrument that fate uses to accuse me.
  3821. 4:43:48–4:43:52Aside to Charadatta, why don't you simply say that she went home?
  3822. 4:43:52–4:43:59Though I say it, it is not believed, so unfortunate is my condition.
  3823. 4:43:59–4:44:09But, gentlemen, he adorned the city of Ujaini with mansions, cloisters, parks, temples, pools, and fountains,
  3824. 4:44:09–4:44:14and he should be mad enough to commit such a crime, and for a mere trifle?
  3825. 4:44:14–4:44:17Wrathfully, you offspring of a loose wench.
  3826. 4:44:17–4:44:19You brother-in-law of the king.
  3827. 4:44:19–4:44:26Sans Thanaka, you libertine, you slanderer, you buffoon, you gilded monkey.
  3828. 4:44:26–4:44:31Say it before me, this friend of mine doesnt even draw a flowering jasmine creeper to himself.
  3829. 4:44:32–4:44:37To gather the blossoms, for fear that a twig might perhaps be injured.
  3830. 4:44:37–4:44:39How should he commit a crime like this?
  3831. 4:44:39–4:44:42Which heaven and earth call a cursed?
  3832. 4:44:42–4:44:44Just wait, you son of a bod.
  3833. 4:44:44–4:44:48Wait till I split your head into a hundred pieces with this staff of mine.
  3834. 4:44:49–4:44:50As crooked as your heart.
  3835. 4:44:50–4:44:59angrily, lished into that, gentlemen, I have a quarrel, or a lawsuit, with charudata, what
  3836. 4:45:00–4:45:30रव्ट्रायत आजिद आविप्ट 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 आप आप आप आ� आ� आ� �
  3837. 4:45:30–4:45:35Look, gentlemen, look, these are the poor girl's jewels.
  3838. 4:45:35–4:45:41Pointing to Charudatta, for a trifle like fish he murdered her, and killed her too, the
  3839. 4:45:41–4:45:45magistrates all bow their heads.
  3840. 4:45:45–4:45:51Aside to Maitreya, tea is thus my fate would vent its gall, that at this moment they should
  3841. 4:45:51–4:45:53fall.
  3842. 4:45:53–4:45:56These gems, and with them, I...
  3843. 4:45:56–4:45:59But why don't you simply tell the truth?
  3844. 4:45:59–4:46:06My friend, the king perceives with blinded eye, Nor on the truth that I will bend, though
  3845. 4:46:06–4:46:12telling wall, I cannot fly, a wretched and inglorious end.
  3846. 4:46:12–4:46:21Alas! Alas! With Mars strives Jupiter and dies, beside them both there seems to rise,
  3847. 4:46:21–4:46:25a comet planet in the skies.
  3848. 4:46:25–4:46:34at the casket. Tuva Santicina's mother. Madam, pray examine this golden casket attentively
  3849. 4:46:34–4:46:41to see whether it be the same or not. Examinin the casket. It is similar, but not
  3850. 4:46:41–4:46:48the same. Oh, you old board. You confess it with your eyes, and deny it with your
  3851. 4:46:48–4:46:55lips. Away, you scoundrel. Speak carefully.
  3852. 4:46:55–4:46:57Is it the same or not?
  3853. 4:46:57–4:47:04Sir, the craftsman's skill captivates the eye, but it is not the same.
  3854. 4:47:04–4:47:07My good woman, do you know these jewels?
  3855. 4:47:07–4:47:16No, I said, no, I don't recognize them, but perhaps they were made by the same craftsman.
  3856. 4:47:16–4:47:18Guildwarden.
  3857. 4:47:18–4:47:22See, gems often seem alike in many ways.
  3858. 4:47:22–4:47:30When the artists mined on form and beauty plays, for craftsmen imitate what they have seen,
  3859. 4:47:30–4:47:34and skillful hands remake what once has been.
  3860. 4:47:34–4:47:38Do these jewels belong to Sharodata?
  3861. 4:47:38–4:47:39Never.
  3862. 4:47:39–4:47:41To whom then?
  3863. 4:47:41–4:47:44To this lady's daughter.
  3864. 4:47:44–4:47:46How did she lose them?
  3865. 4:47:46–4:47:47She lost them.
  3866. 4:47:47–4:47:50Yes, so much is true.
  3867. 4:47:50–4:47:59Charodata. Speak the truth in this matter. For you must remember. Truth brings well-being in its train.
  3868. 4:48:00–4:48:09Through speaking truth. No evils rise. Truth. Precious syllable. Refrain. From hiding truth in lies.
  3869. 4:48:10–4:48:17The jewels, the jewels. I do not know, but I do know that they were taken from my house.
  3870. 4:48:17–4:48:26First you take her into the garden and murder her, and now you hide it by tricky trickiness.
  3871. 4:48:26–4:48:30Noble Charodata, speak the truth.
  3872. 4:48:30–4:48:32Merciless lashes wait to smite.
  3873. 4:48:32–4:48:35This moment on thy tender flesh.
  3874. 4:48:35–4:48:39And we, we can but think it right.
  3875. 4:48:39–4:48:42Of seamless scythe I boast my birth.
  3876. 4:48:42–4:48:45And sin in me was never found.
  3877. 4:48:45–4:48:52Yet if suspicion deents my worth, what boots it though my heart be sound?
  3878. 4:48:52–4:48:53Aside.
  3879. 4:48:53–4:48:56And yet I know not what to do with life.
  3880. 4:48:56–4:48:59So I be robbed of Vasantasina.
  3881. 4:48:59–4:49:00Allowed.
  3882. 4:49:00–4:49:01Ah!
  3883. 4:49:01–4:49:04Why waste words?
  3884. 4:49:04–4:49:05A scoundrel eye.
  3885. 4:49:05–4:49:07Who bear the blame?
  3886. 4:49:07–4:49:09Nor think of earth.
  3887. 4:49:09–4:49:11Nor heaven blessed.
  3888. 4:49:11–4:49:13That sweetest maid.
  3889. 4:49:13–4:49:17In passion's flame, but he will say the rest.
  3890. 4:49:17–4:49:18Killed her.
  3891. 4:49:18–4:49:19Come.
  3892. 4:49:19–4:49:20You say it too.
  3893. 4:49:20–4:49:22I killed her.
  3894. 4:49:22–4:49:24You have said it.
  3895. 4:49:24–4:49:25Lichten.
  3896. 4:49:25–4:49:26My mashtas.
  3897. 4:49:26–4:49:27Lichten.
  3898. 4:49:27–4:49:28He murdered her.
  3899. 4:49:28–4:49:30No one but him.
  3900. 4:49:30–4:49:31Doubt is over.
  3901. 4:49:31–4:49:37Let punishment be inflicted on the body of fish-poor Charudatta.
  3902. 4:49:37–4:49:38Beedle.
  3903. 4:49:38–4:49:41We must do as the king's brother-in-law says.
  3904. 4:49:41–4:49:42Guardsmen.
  3905. 4:49:42–4:49:47Lay hold on this chariodata. The guardsmen do so.
  3906. 4:49:47–4:49:55Be merciful. Good gentlemen. Be merciful. She repeats what she had said before.
  3907. 4:49:55–4:49:58Beginning. When the golden casket.
  3908. 4:50:00–4:50:30विश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्�
  3909. 4:50:30–4:50:34Oh, my child, my son! Exit weeping!
  3910. 4:50:34–4:50:42Aside! Aye, vey done shomething worthy of my shelf. Now aye, I'll go. Exit!
  3911. 4:50:42–4:50:47Noble Charu Dutta! The decision lies with us.
  3912. 4:50:47–4:50:56Yes, Your Honor. He goes out, then reenters in tears. Oh, sirs! I was with the king.
  3913. 4:50:56–4:50:58And King Palakka says,
  3914. 4:50:58–4:51:02And as much as he killed Vasantasina for such a trifle,
  3915. 4:51:02–4:51:05These same jewels shall be hung about his neck.
  3916. 4:51:05–4:51:07The drum shall be beaten.
  3917. 4:51:07–4:51:10He shall be conducted to the southern burying ground.
  3918. 4:51:10–4:51:14And they're impaled, and whoever else shall commit such a crime,
  3919. 4:51:14–4:51:18shall be punished with the like dreadful doom.
  3920. 4:51:18–4:51:22Oh! How wanton is this act of King Palakka!
  3921. 4:51:22–4:51:28Nevertheless, although his counsellors may plunge a king into injustice,
  3922. 4:51:28–4:51:30danger's great.
  3923. 4:51:30–4:51:33Yet he will reap the woe in suffering.
  3924. 4:51:33–4:51:35And tea is a righteous fate.
  3925. 4:51:35–4:51:40And more than this, they who power the king's true bent.
  3926. 4:51:40–4:51:45The white crows part who play, have slain their thousands inocent.
  3927. 4:51:45–4:51:54and slay, and slay, and slay, my friend Maitreya, go, greet the mother of my son in my name
  3928. 4:51:54–4:52:00for the last time, and keep my son Rohasena free from harm.
  3929. 4:52:00–4:52:04When the root is cut away, how can the tree be saved?
  3930. 4:52:04–4:52:07No, not so.
  3931. 4:52:07–4:52:12When man departs to worlds above, in living sun yet liveeth he.
  3932. 4:52:12–4:52:17You're on Rohasena love, no less than that thou gavest me.
  3933. 4:52:17–4:52:25Oh, my friend, I will prove myself your friend by continuing the life that you leave unfinished.
  3934. 4:52:25–4:52:29And let me see Rohasena for a single moment.
  3935. 4:52:29–4:52:31I will, it is but fitting.
  3936. 4:52:31–4:52:35My good Beedle, remove this man.
  3937. 4:52:35–4:52:37The Beedle does so.
  3938. 4:52:37–4:52:38Who is there?
  3939. 4:52:38–4:52:41Let the headsmen receive their orders.
  3940. 4:52:41–4:52:45The guardsmen loose their hold on Charodata.
  3941. 4:52:45–4:52:47And all of them go out.
  3942. 4:52:47–4:52:50Come with me, sir.
  3943. 4:52:50–4:52:54Monfily repeats the words, page 146.
  3944. 4:52:54–4:52:58Beginning, my friend Maitreya.
  3945. 4:52:58–4:53:05Then, as if speaking to one not present, if you had proved my conduct by the fire,
  3946. 4:53:05–4:53:12by water, poison, scales, and thus had known, that I deserved that sauce should bite my
  3947. 4:53:12–4:53:21bone. My brahmin's frame, more could I not desire. You trust a foreman, slay me thus,
  3948. 4:53:21–4:53:30tea is well, with sons, and sun's sons, now you plunge to hell. I come, I come,
  3949. 4:53:30–4:53:40and ominous. Enter Charodata, accompanied by two headsmen.
  3950. 4:53:40–4:53:47Then think no longer of the pain. In just a second you, LLB slain. We understand the
  3951. 4:53:47–4:53:56fashions new. To fetter you and kill you too. In shopping heads we never fail. Nor
  3952. 4:53:56–4:54:04When the victim we impale, out of the way, Gentlemen, out of the way, this is the noble
  3953. 4:54:04–4:54:09Charudatta, the oleander on his brow.
  3954. 4:54:09–4:54:16In Headsman's hands you see him now, like a lamp whose oil runs nearly dry.
  3955. 4:54:16–4:54:19His light fades gently.
  3956. 4:54:19–4:54:20Eer it die.
  3957. 4:54:20–4:54:29Gloomily, my body wet by teardrops falling. Falling, my limbs polluted by the clinging mud,
  3958. 4:54:29–4:54:35flowers from the graveyard torn. My wreath appalling, for ghastly sacrifice
  3959. 4:54:35–4:54:40horse ravens calling. And for the fragrant incense of my blood.
  3960. 4:54:41–4:54:48Out of the way, gentlemen. Out of the way, why gaze upon the good man so?
  3961. 4:54:48–4:54:57The axe of death soon lays him low. Yet good men once sought shelter free. Like birds, upon
  3962. 4:54:57–4:55:00this kindly tree. Come.
  3963. 4:55:00–4:55:03शरीडदाता, कम।
  3964. 4:55:03–4:55:06इंकलक्लबाल आदवेश अफ्य।
  3965. 4:55:06–4:55:13destiny. That I am come to such a plight. Red marks of hands in sandal paste. O'er all
  3966. 4:55:13–4:55:21my body have been placed. The man, with meal and powder strewn, is now to beast of offering
  3967. 4:55:21–4:55:23grown."
  3968. 4:55:23–4:55:31He gazes intently before him. I'll ask for human differences, mournfully.
  3969. 4:55:31–4:55:38For when they see the fate that I must brave, With tears for deaths pour victim freely given,
  3970. 4:55:38–4:55:45The citizens cry, shame, yet cannot save, Can only pray that I attain to heaven.
  3971. 4:55:45–4:55:50Out of the way, gentlemen, Out of the way,
  3972. 4:55:50–4:55:52Why do you gaze upon him?
  3973. 4:55:52–4:55:57God Indra moving through the sky, The colving cow,
  3974. 4:55:57–4:55:59The falling star,
  3975. 4:55:59–4:56:05The good man when he needs must die, These four behold not from afar.
  3976. 4:56:05–4:56:12Look a hinter, look man, While he, of citizens the best,
  3977. 4:56:12–4:56:16Goes to his death at fates behest.
  3978. 4:56:16–4:56:19Does heaven thus weep that he must die?
  3979. 4:56:19–4:56:23Does lightning paint the cloudless sky?
  3980. 4:56:23–4:56:28Go ha, man, the heaven weeps not that he must die,
  3981. 4:56:28–4:56:36lightning paints the cloudless sky, yet streams are falling constantly from many a woman's
  3982. 4:56:36–4:56:44clouded eye. And again, while this poor victim to his death is led, no man nor woman here
  3983. 4:56:44–4:56:52but sorely weeps, and so the dust by countless tear drops fed, thus peacefully upon the
  3984. 4:56:52–4:56:59highway sleeps. Gaze us intently, mournfully, these women,
  3985. 4:56:59–4:57:06in their palaces who stay. From half-shut windows peering, thus lament, alas for Charu
  3986. 4:57:06–4:57:14Ditta, woe the day, quote, and petty streaming eyes on me are bent.
  3987. 4:57:14–4:57:22Come, Charu Dutta, come. Here is the place of proclamation. Beat the drum and proclaim
  3988. 4:57:22–4:57:31the sentence. Listen. Good people. Listen. This is the noble Sharudatta, son of Sagara
  3989. 4:57:31–4:57:39Datta, and grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta. This male factor enticed the courtesan Vasantasina
  3990. 4:57:39–4:57:47into the deserted old garden Pushpakaranda, and for a mere trifle murdered her by strangling.
  3991. 4:57:47–4:57:52He was taken with the booty and confessed his guilt.
  3992. 4:57:52–4:57:57Therefore, are we under orders from King Palakka to execute him?
  3993. 4:57:57–4:58:04And if any other commits such a crime, a curse in this world and the next.
  3994. 4:58:04–4:58:08Him too King Palakka condemns to the like punishment.
  3995. 4:58:08–4:58:17Despondently, aside, by hundred sacrifices purified, my radiant name, was once proclaimed
  3996. 4:58:17–4:58:20by countless altars side.
  3997. 4:58:20–4:58:27And knew no blame, now comes my hour of death, and evil men, of base of fame, in public
  3998. 4:58:27–4:58:30spots proclaim it once again.
  3999. 4:58:30–4:58:33But linked with shame.
  4000. 4:58:33–4:58:37He looks up and stops his ears.
  4001. 4:58:37–4:59:00By Santa Cena. Oh, my beloved. From thy dear lips. That vied 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?
  4002. 4:59:00–4:59:10Out of the way, gentlemen, out of the way, this treasure house, with pearls of virtue stored,
  4003. 4:59:10–4:59:14this bridge for good men owe a misfortune's river.
  4004. 4:59:14–4:59:23This gem now robbed of all its golden horde, departs our town today, departs forever, and
  4005. 4:59:23–4:59:24again?
  4006. 4:59:24–4:59:26Whom fortune favours?
  4007. 4:59:26–4:59:36Find, that all the world is kind, whose happy days are ended, are rarely thus befriended.
  4008. 4:59:36–4:59:41Looks about him, their faces with their garments him now hiding.
  4009. 4:59:41–4:59:45They stand afar, whom once I counted friends.
  4010. 4:59:45–4:59:49Even foes have smiles for men with fortune-binding.
  4011. 4:59:49–4:59:54But friends prove faithless when good fortune ends.
  4012. 4:59:54–4:59:56They are out of the way.
  4013. 4:59:56–4:59:58The street is cleared.
  4014. 4:59:58–5:00:00Lead on the condemned criminal.
  4015. 5:00:00–5:00:02नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4016. 5:00:02–5:00:04नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4017. 5:00:04–5:00:06नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4018. 5:00:06–5:00:08नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4019. 5:00:08–5:00:10नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4020. 5:00:10–5:00:12नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4021. 5:00:12–5:00:14नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4022. 5:00:14–5:00:16नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4023. 5:00:16–5:00:18नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4024. 5:00:18–5:00:25know that all thy childish games are played in vain. Thou, playlist, heedless of another's
  4025. 5:00:25–5:00:29pain, Ux 29.
  4026. 5:00:29–5:00:32My Father, O my friend.
  4027. 5:00:32–5:00:39Listen, mournfully, you are a leader in your own caste. I would beg a favour at your
  4028. 5:00:39–5:00:41hands.
  4029. 5:00:41–5:00:45From our hands you would receive a favour.
  4030. 5:00:45–5:00:52forbidden, yet a headsman is neither so wanton nor so cruel as King Palika. That I may be
  4031. 5:00:52–5:00:58happy in the other world. I ask to see the face of my son."
  4032. 5:00:58–5:01:00So be it.
  4033. 5:01:00–5:01:09My father. Oh, my father. Charudatta hears the words, and mournfully repeats his request.
  4034. 5:01:09–5:01:17citizens. Make way a moment. Let the noble Charudatta look upon the face of his son, turning
  4035. 5:01:17–5:01:25to the back of the stage. This way. Sir. Come on, little boy.
  4036. 5:01:25–5:01:32Enter Maitreya with Rojasena. Make haste, my boy, make haste. Your father
  4037. 5:01:32–5:01:37is being led to his death. My father. Oh, my father.
  4038. 5:01:37–5:01:42Oh, my friend, where must I behold you now?
  4039. 5:01:42–5:01:45Perceives his son and his friend.
  4040. 5:01:45–5:01:56Alas, my son, alas, my Tria, Monfily, ah, woe is me, long, too long, shall I thirst in
  4041. 5:01:56–5:01:57wean.
  4042. 5:01:57–5:02:02Through all my sojourn dread, this vessel small will not contain.
  4043. 5:02:02–5:02:04The water for the dead.
  4044. 5:02:04–5:02:06What may I give my son?
  4045. 5:02:06–5:02:11He looks at himself and perceives the sacrificial God.
  4046. 5:02:11–5:02:14Ah, this at least is mine.
  4047. 5:02:14–5:02:20The precious God that Brahmins hold is unadorned with pearls and gold.
  4048. 5:02:20–5:02:28Yet, girth therewith, they sacrifice to God's above and Father's hold.
  4049. 5:02:28–5:02:30He gives Rohasena the cord.
  4050. 5:02:30–5:02:34Come, Charidata.
  4051. 5:02:34–5:02:36Come, man.
  4052. 5:02:36–5:02:45Do you name the noble Charu Datta's name? And forget the title. Remember, in happy hours.
  4053. 5:02:45–5:02:55In death, by night, by day, roving as free as a yet unbroken cult. Fate wanders on her unrestricted
  4054. 5:02:55–5:03:03way. And again? Life will depart his body soon. Shallow reproaches bow his head. Although
  4055. 5:03:03–5:03:06So eclipse may seize the moon.
  4056. 5:03:06–5:03:09We worship while it seems but dead.
  4057. 5:03:09–5:03:14Oh, headsman, where are you leading my father?
  4058. 5:03:14–5:03:18My darling, about my neck my needs must wear.
  4059. 5:03:18–5:03:22The oly under wreath, upon my shoulder I must bear.
  4060. 5:03:22–5:03:26The stake, and in my heart the care.
  4061. 5:03:26–5:03:31Of near approaching death, I go to day to meet Adastad's ending.
  4062. 5:03:31–5:03:39a victim at the fatal altar bending. My boy, not we the headsmen are, though born
  4063. 5:03:39–5:03:47of headsmen race, thy father's life whom are these, these are headsmen base.
  4064. 5:03:47–5:03:53Then why do you murder my father? Bless you, tea is the king's orders must
  4065. 5:03:53–5:04:00spare the blame, not we. Kill me, and let father go free.
  4066. 5:04:00–5:04:04Bless you. May you live long for saying that.
  4067. 5:04:04–5:04:12Tearfully embracing his son, this treasure, love, this taste of heaven, to rich and poor
  4068. 5:04:12–5:04:19alike is given, then sandal better, or than balm, to soothe the heart and give it calm.
  4069. 5:04:19–5:04:22Out my neck my needs must wear.
  4070. 5:04:22–5:04:26The oley under wreath, upon my shoulder I must bear.
  4071. 5:04:26–5:04:34The stake, and in my heart the care, of near approaching death, I go to date to meet Adastad's
  4072. 5:04:34–5:04:35ending.
  4073. 5:04:35–5:04:40A victim, at the fatal altar bending.
  4074. 5:04:40–5:04:41He looks about.
  4075. 5:04:41–5:04:44Aside.
  4076. 5:04:44–5:04:47Their faces with their garments hem now hiding.
  4077. 5:04:47–5:04:49They stand afar.
  4078. 5:04:49–5:04:52Whom once I counted friends.
  4079. 5:04:52–5:04:54Even foes have smiles.
  4080. 5:04:54–5:04:59My good men, let my dear friend Charada go free, and kill me instead.
  4081. 5:05:00–5:05:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक। अछि।
  4082. 5:05:04–5:05:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक। अछि।
  4083. 5:05:08–5:05:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4084. 5:05:12–5:05:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4085. 5:05:16–5:05:20विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4086. 5:05:20–5:05:24विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4087. 5:05:24–5:05:28विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4088. 5:05:28–5:05:31And pity streaming eyes on me are bent.
  4089. 5:05:31–5:05:36Out of the way, gentlemen, out of the way,
  4090. 5:05:36–5:05:39Why gaze upon the good man so,
  4091. 5:05:39–5:05:42When shame his living hope lays low,
  4092. 5:05:42–5:05:45The cord was broken at the well,
  4093. 5:05:45–5:05:48And down the golden pitcher fell.
  4094. 5:05:48–5:05:51Monfully, from thy dear lips,
  4095. 5:05:51–5:05:54That wide with corals read,
  4096. 5:05:54–5:05:57Betraying teeth more bright than moonbeams fear,
  4097. 5:05:57–5:06:06My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed. How can I, helpless, taste that poison dread,
  4098. 5:06:06–5:06:10To drink shame's poisoned cup? How can I bear?
  4099. 5:06:10–5:06:15Proclaim the sentence again, man, Go-ha does so.
  4100. 5:06:15–5:06:20So lowly fallen, Till shame my virtues blur,
  4101. 5:06:20–5:06:26Till such an ending seem not lost. But gain, yet o'er my heart there creeps a saddening
  4102. 5:06:26–5:06:33to hear them cry abroad, you murdered her."
  4103. 5:06:33–5:06:39Enter Stavaraka, fettered, in the palace tower.
  4104. 5:06:39–5:06:43After listening to the proclamation, in distress, what?
  4105. 5:06:43–5:06:49The innocent Charodata is being put to death, and my master has thrown me into chains.
  4106. 5:06:49–5:06:52Well, I must shout to them.
  4107. 5:06:52–5:06:54Listen, good gentleman.
  4108. 5:06:54–5:06:55Listen.
  4109. 5:06:55–5:07:02I wretched that I am. Who carried Vasantasina to the old garden pushpaka randa? Because she
  4110. 5:07:02–5:07:08mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master, Sanztonaka, found that she would
  4111. 5:07:08–5:07:15not love him. And it was he. Not this gentleman. Who murdered her by strangling. But they
  4112. 5:07:15–5:07:22are so far away that no one hears me. What shall I do? Shall I cast myself down?
  4113. 5:07:22–5:07:28He reflects, If I do, then the noble Charodata will not be put to death.
  4114. 5:07:28–5:07:34Yes, through this broken window I will throw myself down from the palace tower, better that
  4115. 5:07:34–5:07:39I should meet my end, than that the noble Charodata should perish.
  4116. 5:07:39–5:07:44This tree of life for noble youths, and if I die in such a cause, I have attained
  4117. 5:07:44–5:07:45heaven.
  4118. 5:07:45–5:07:47He throws himself down.
  4119. 5:07:47–5:07:48Wonderful.
  4120. 5:07:48–5:07:52I did not meet my end, and my fetters are broken.
  4121. 5:07:52–5:07:56So I will follow the sound of the headsman's voices.
  4122. 5:07:56–5:08:00He discovers the headsman, and hastens forward.
  4123. 5:08:00–5:08:01Headsman!
  4124. 5:08:01–5:08:02Headsman!
  4125. 5:08:02–5:08:03Make way!
  4126. 5:08:03–5:08:06For whom shall we make way?
  4127. 5:08:06–5:08:07Listen!
  4128. 5:08:07–5:08:09Good gentlemen!
  4129. 5:08:09–5:08:10Listen!
  4130. 5:08:10–5:08:12It was I, wretch that I am!
  4131. 5:08:12–5:08:17Who carried Vasantasina to the Old Garden pushpacker Randa?
  4132. 5:08:17–5:08:23she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master, Samstonaka, found that she would
  4133. 5:08:23–5:08:31not love him. And it was he, not this gentleman, who murdered her by strangling.
  4134. 5:08:31–5:08:37Thank heaven, but who thus gladdens this my latest mourn? When in time snare I struggle
  4135. 5:08:37–5:08:44all for long. A streaming cloud above the rainless corn? Listen, do you hear what I
  4136. 5:08:44–5:08:52say? Death have I never feared. But blackened fame, my death were welcome, coming free from
  4137. 5:08:52–5:09:01shame, as were a son, new born to bear my name. And again, that small, weak fool, whom
  4138. 5:09:01–5:09:08I have never hated, stained me with sin wherewith himself was mated. An arrow, with most
  4139. 5:09:08–5:09:10deadly poison beaded.
  4140. 5:09:10–5:09:14Are you telling the truth, Stavaraka?
  4141. 5:09:14–5:09:23I am. And to keep me from telling anybody. He cast me into chains and imprisoned me in the tower of his palace.
  4142. 5:09:23–5:09:26Enter Sunstanaka.
  4143. 5:09:26–5:09:33Gleefully. I ate a shore and bit a dish of meat and herbs and soup and fish.
  4144. 5:09:33–5:09:40I tried at home my tongue to tickle with rice cakes plain and rice with treacle."
  4145. 5:09:40–5:09:47He listens. The headspins' voices. They sound like a broken brass cymbal.
  4146. 5:09:47–5:09:51I hear the music of the fatal drum and the kettle drums,
  4147. 5:09:51–5:10:00and so I suppose that that poor man, Charudatta, is being led to the place of execution.
  4148. 5:10:00–5:10:30आव मुष्ट गो औन शी अटुट। तिस आग्टा लावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावा
  4149. 5:10:30–5:10:37palace and have a look at my own heroic deeds. He does so and looks about. Wonderful what
  4150. 5:10:37–5:10:45a crowd there is. To she that poor man led to his death. What would it be when an Arishhtakrat,
  4151. 5:10:45–5:10:52a big man like me, was being led to his death? He gazes. Look. There he goes toward the
  4152. 5:10:52–5:10:59a shouth, adorned like a young steer. But why was the proclamation made near my palace
  4153. 5:10:59–5:11:08tower? And why was it stopped? He looks about. Why? My slave Stavaraka is gone.
  4154. 5:11:08–5:11:152. I hope he hasn't run away and betrayed the secret. I must go and look for him. He
  4155. 5:11:15–5:11:19descends and approaches the crowd.
  4156. 5:11:19–5:11:29him. There he comes. Good masters. Give way. Make room. And shut the door. Be silent. And
  4157. 5:11:29–5:11:38say nothing more. Here comes a mad ball through the press. Whose horns are sharp with wickedness?
  4158. 5:11:38–5:11:47Come, come. Make way. He approaches. Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave. Come, let us go
  4159. 5:11:47–5:11:54go home. You scoundrel! Are you not content with the murder of Vasanticina? Must you try
  4160. 5:11:54–5:12:01now to murder the noble Charodata? That tree of life to all who loved him. I am beautiful
  4161. 5:12:01–5:12:10as a pot of jewels. I kill no woman. Oho! You murdered her, not the noble Charodata.
  4162. 5:12:10–5:12:15Who shays that? Pointing to Staviraka, this honest man.
  4163. 5:12:15–5:12:23Fearfully, aside, merciful heavens, Why did enti-chain that slave Stavarica fast?
  4164. 5:12:23–5:12:24Why?
  4165. 5:12:24–5:12:26He was a witness of my crime.
  4166. 5:12:26–5:12:27He reflects.
  4167. 5:12:27–5:12:30I, I'll do it, Thishway.
  4168. 5:12:30–5:12:31Allowed.
  4169. 5:12:31–5:12:32Lies.
  4170. 5:12:32–5:12:33Lies.
  4171. 5:12:33–5:12:35Good gentlemen, why?
  4172. 5:12:35–5:12:41I caught the slave stealing gold, And I pounded him, and murdered him, and put
  4173. 5:12:41–5:12:43him in chains.
  4174. 5:12:43–5:12:47He hates me, what he shays can't be true.
  4175. 5:12:47–5:12:50He secretly hands Stavarica a bracelet.
  4176. 5:12:50–5:12:59And whispers, Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, take fish and shay shome thing different.
  4177. 5:12:59–5:13:06Take it, look, gentlemen, look, why, he is trying to bribe me with gold.
  4178. 5:13:06–5:13:09Snatches the bracelet from him.
  4179. 5:13:09–5:13:12That is the gold that I put him in chains for.
  4180. 5:13:12–5:13:20Angrily, look here, headsmen, I put him in charge of my gold chest, and when he turned
  4181. 5:13:20–5:13:23thief, I murdered him and pounded him.
  4182. 5:13:23–5:13:26If you don't believe it, just look at his back."
  4183. 5:13:26–5:13:36Doing so, yes, yes, when a servant is branded that way, no wonder he tells tales.
  4184. 5:13:36–5:13:40A curse on slavery. A slave convinces nobody.
  4185. 5:13:40–5:13:45Mawnfully. Noble Charodata. I have no further power.
  4186. 5:13:45–5:13:48He falls at Charodata's feet.
  4187. 5:13:48–5:13:51Mawnfully. Rise. Rise.
  4188. 5:13:51–5:13:54Blind soul to good men fallen on pain.
  4189. 5:13:54–5:13:58Brave friend who lendest such unselfish aid.
  4190. 5:13:58–5:14:01Thy greatest toil to save me was in vain.
  4191. 5:14:01–5:14:05For fate would not. Thy duty now is paid.
  4192. 5:14:05–5:14:11Beat your servant, master, and drive him away.
  4193. 5:14:11–5:14:14Out of the way, you!
  4194. 5:14:14–5:14:16He drives Stavarica away.
  4195. 5:14:16–5:14:20Come, Headsmen, what are you waiting for?
  4196. 5:14:20–5:14:22Kill him.
  4197. 5:14:22–5:14:25Kill him yourself, if you are in a hurry.
  4198. 5:14:25–5:14:30Oh, Headsmen, kill me and let father go free.
  4199. 5:14:30–5:14:34Yesh, Sean and father, kill them both.
  4200. 5:14:34–5:14:36This fool might do anything.
  4201. 5:14:36–5:14:40Go, my son, to your mother.
  4202. 5:14:40–5:14:43And what should I do then?
  4203. 5:14:43–5:14:46Go with thy mother to a hermitage.
  4204. 5:14:46–5:14:53No moment, dear, delay, lest of thy father's fault thou reap the wage.
  4205. 5:14:53–5:14:55And tread the self same way.
  4206. 5:14:55–5:14:58And you, my friend, go with him.
  4207. 5:14:58–5:15:00Oh, my fri-
  4208. 5:15:00–5:15:02नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4209. 5:15:02–5:15:04नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4210. 5:15:04–5:15:06नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4211. 5:15:06–5:15:08नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4212. 5:15:08–5:15:10नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4213. 5:15:10–5:15:12नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4214. 5:15:12–5:15:14नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4215. 5:15:14–5:15:16नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  4216. 5:15:16–5:15:18नाटक विमर्च्छ।
  4217. 5:15:18–5:15:24his mother. I will follow my friend even in death. Allowed. Yes. My friend. I will take
  4218. 5:15:24–5:15:30him to her at once. He embraces Charodata, then falls at his feet. Roacina does the
  4219. 5:15:30–5:15:33same, weeping.
  4220. 5:15:33–5:15:41Look here. Did Enti tell you to kill Charodata? And his shan, too? At this? Charodata betrays
  4221. 5:15:41–5:15:43fear.
  4222. 5:15:43–5:15:49We haven't any orders from the king to kill Charudatta and his son.
  4223. 5:15:49–5:15:502.
  4224. 5:15:50–5:15:51Run away.
  4225. 5:15:51–5:15:53Boy, run away.
  4226. 5:15:53–5:15:56They drive Rojasena away.
  4227. 5:15:56–5:16:00Here is the third place of proclamation.
  4228. 5:16:00–5:16:01Beat the drum.
  4229. 5:16:01–5:16:04They proclaim the sentence again.
  4230. 5:16:04–5:16:05Aside.
  4231. 5:16:05–5:16:08But the citizens don't believe it.
  4232. 5:16:08–5:16:09Allowed.
  4233. 5:16:09–5:16:10Charudatta.
  4234. 5:16:10–5:16:11You jack-o-napes.
  4235. 5:16:11–5:16:14The citizens don't believe it.
  4236. 5:16:14–5:16:16Shay it with your own tongue.
  4237. 5:16:16–5:16:18I murdered Vasantasena.
  4238. 5:16:18–5:16:20Charudatta remains silent.
  4239. 5:16:20–5:16:21Look here.
  4240. 5:16:21–5:16:22Headsmen.
  4241. 5:16:22–5:16:25The man won't shpeak.
  4242. 5:16:25–5:16:27The jack-o'-nape's Charudatta.
  4243. 5:16:27–5:16:29Just make him shpeak.
  4244. 5:16:29–5:16:32Beat him a few times with fish-raggard bamboo.
  4245. 5:16:32–5:16:35Or with a chain.
  4246. 5:16:35–5:16:37Raises his arm to strike.
  4247. 5:16:37–5:16:39Come, Charudatta.
  4248. 5:16:39–5:16:40Speak.
  4249. 5:16:40–5:16:45Monfully, now am I sunk so deep in sorrow's sea.
  4250. 5:16:45–5:16:49I know no fear, I know no sadness more.
  4251. 5:16:49–5:16:53Yet even now one flame still torches me.
  4252. 5:16:53–5:16:57That men should say I slew whom I adore.
  4253. 5:16:57–5:17:01Sanstanaka repeats his words.
  4254. 5:17:01–5:17:03Men of my own city.
  4255. 5:17:03–5:17:09A scoundrel I, who bear the blame, Nor seek in heaven to be blessed.
  4256. 5:17:09–5:17:14Amid, or Goddess, T is the same but he will say the rest.
  4257. 5:17:14–5:17:17Aux, 30.
  4258. 5:17:17–5:17:19Killed her.
  4259. 5:17:19–5:17:20So be it.
  4260. 5:17:20–5:17:24It, S your turn to kill him, man.
  4261. 5:17:24–5:17:26No, yours.
  4262. 5:17:26–5:17:30Well, let S reckon it out.
  4263. 5:17:30–5:17:33He does so at great length.
  4264. 5:17:33–5:17:37Well, if it, S my turn to kill him.
  4265. 5:17:37–5:17:40We will just let it wait a minute.
  4266. 5:17:40–5:17:41Why?
  4267. 5:17:41–5:17:50Well, when my father was going to heaven, he said to me, son Gohar, if it's your turn
  4268. 5:17:50–5:17:55to kill him, don't kill the sinner too quick.
  4269. 5:17:55–5:17:57But why?
  4270. 5:17:57–5:18:03Perhaps, said he, some good man might give the money to set him free.
  4271. 5:18:03–5:18:08Perhaps a son might be born to the king, and to celebrate the event.
  4272. 5:18:08–5:18:11All the prisoners might be set free.
  4273. 5:18:11–5:18:14Perhaps an elephant might break loose.
  4274. 5:18:14–5:18:18And the prisoner might escape in the excitement.
  4275. 5:18:18–5:18:21Perhaps there might be a change of kings.
  4276. 5:18:21–5:18:24And all the prisoners might be set free.
  4277. 5:18:24–5:18:25What?
  4278. 5:18:25–5:18:26What?
  4279. 5:18:26–5:18:28A change of kings?
  4280. 5:18:28–5:18:32Well, let S reckon it out.
  4281. 5:18:32–5:18:38turn it is. Oh, come, kill Charudatta at once. He takes
  4282. 5:18:38–5:18:46Stavarica, and withdraws a little. Noble Charudatta. It is the king's commandment
  4283. 5:18:46–5:18:53that bears the blame. Not we headsmen. Think then of what you needs must think.
  4284. 5:18:53–5:19:00Though slandered by a cruel fate, and stained by men of high estate, if that my virtue
  4285. 5:19:00–5:19:07yet regarded be. Then she who dwells with gods above, or wheresoever else, my love by
  4286. 5:19:07–5:19:15her sweet nature wipe the stain from me. Tell me, wither would you have me go?
  4287. 5:19:15–5:19:23Pointing Ahead. Why? Here is the southern burying ground. And when a criminal sees that,
  4288. 5:19:23–5:19:26He says goodbye to life in a minute.
  4289. 5:19:26–5:19:28For look!
  4290. 5:19:28–5:19:32One half the corpse gaunt jackals rend and shake,
  4291. 5:19:32–5:19:34And ply their horrid task.
  4292. 5:19:34–5:19:38One half still hangs impaled upon the stake.
  4293. 5:19:38–5:19:41Loud laughter's grinning mask.
  4294. 5:19:41–5:19:42Alas!
  4295. 5:19:42–5:19:43Ah!
  4296. 5:19:43–5:19:44War is me!
  4297. 5:19:44–5:19:48In his agitation he sits down.
  4298. 5:19:48–5:19:49I won't go yet.
  4299. 5:19:49–5:19:52I, Al-Jash-Tshih-Charadatta killed.
  4300. 5:19:52–5:19:55He walks about, gazing.
  4301. 5:19:55–5:19:59Well, well, he shut down.
  4302. 5:19:59–5:20:00Are you frightened?
  4303. 5:20:00–5:20:30नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप ना
  4304. 5:20:30–5:20:39and men. In this world, one rises only to fall, another falls only to rise again, but from
  4305. 5:20:39–5:20:47him who has risen and falls, his body drops like a garment. Lay these thoughts to heart
  4306. 5:20:47–5:20:54and be strong to a hinder. Here is the fourth place of proclamation. Let us proclaim the
  4307. 5:20:54–5:20:58sentence. They do so once again.
  4308. 5:20:58–5:21:07Vasantasena, O my beloved, from thy dear lips, that wide with corals red. Betraying teeth
  4309. 5:21:07–5:21:15more bright than moonbeams fair. My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed. How can I,
  4310. 5:21:15–5:21:22helpless, taste that poisoned red, to drink shame's poisoned cup? How can I bear?
  4311. 5:21:22–5:21:29Enter, in great agitation, Vasantacina and the Buddhist monk.
  4312. 5:21:29–5:21:37Strange! My monkish life did me yeoman service when it proved necessary to comfort Vasantacina,
  4313. 5:21:37–5:21:45so untimely worried, and to lead her on her way. Sister in Buddha, with a shall I lead you?
  4314. 5:21:45–5:21:52To the noble Charuditta's house. Revive me with the sight of him. As the night-blooming
  4315. 5:21:52–5:21:57water lily is revived by the sight of the moon.
  4316. 5:21:57–5:22:06Aside. By which road shall I enter? He reflects. The King's Highway. I, L, L enter by that.
  4317. 5:22:06–5:22:14Come. Sister in Buddha. Here is the King's Highway. Listening. But what is this great
  4318. 5:22:14–5:22:20to molt that I hear on the King's highway. Looking before her. Why? There is a great
  4319. 5:22:20–5:22:28crowd of people before us. Pray find out. Sir, what it means? All would she any tips to
  4320. 5:22:28–5:22:36one side? As if the earth bore an uneven load. And here is the last place of proclamation.
  4321. 5:22:36–5:22:47the drum. Proclaim the sentence. They do so. Now, Sharudatta, wait, don't be frightened.
  4322. 5:22:47–5:22:52You will be killed very quickly. Ye blessed gods.
  4323. 5:22:52–5:22:59Listen's. In terror. Sister in Buddha, Sharudatta is being led to his death for murdering
  4324. 5:22:59–5:23:06In terror, alas, for my wretched sake the noble Charodatta put to death.
  4325. 5:23:06–5:23:10Quick, quick, oh, let me dither.
  4326. 5:23:10–5:23:19Hason. Oh, Hason, sister in Buddha, to comfort the noble Charodatta while he yet lives.
  4327. 5:23:19–5:23:23Make way, gentlemen. Make way.
  4328. 5:23:23–5:23:26Make way, make way.
  4329. 5:23:26–5:23:36Noble Charudatta, it is the king's commandment that bears the blame. Think then of what you needs must think.
  4330. 5:23:36–5:23:56Why 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.
  4331. 5:23:56–5:24:08Drawing his sword. Noble Sharudatta. Lie flat and be quiet. With one stroke we will kill you and send you to heaven.
  4332. 5:24:08–5:24:18Sharudatta does so. Gohar raises his arm to strike. The sword falls from his hand. What is this?
  4333. 5:24:18–5:24:26I fiercely grasped within my hand my thunderbolt appalling brand. Why did it fall upon the sand?
  4334. 5:24:26–5:24:33But since it did, I conclude that the noble Charodata is not to die. Have mercy,
  4335. 5:24:33–5:24:39O mighty goddess of the Sahia Hills. If only Charodata might be saved,
  4336. 5:24:39–5:24:43then hats thou shone favor to our headsman cast.
  4337. 5:24:43–5:24:47Let us do as we were ordered.
  4338. 5:24:47–5:24:53Well, let us do it. They make ready to impale Charudatta.
  4339. 5:24:53–5:25:00Though slandered by a cruel feat, and stained by men of high estate, if...
  4340. 5:25:00–5:25:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4341. 5:25:04–5:25:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4342. 5:25:08–5:25:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4343. 5:25:12–5:25:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  4344. 5:25:16–5:25:18Hold, hold.
  4345. 5:25:18–5:25:24Good gentleman, I am the wretch for whose sake he is put to death.
  4346. 5:25:24–5:25:31Perceiving her. Who is the woman with the streaming hair? That smites her shoulder.
  4347. 5:25:31–5:25:40Loosened from its bands, she loudly calls upon us to forebear, and hastens hither with uplifted hands.
  4348. 5:25:40–5:25:46Oh, Charodatta, what does it mean? She falls on his breast.
  4349. 5:25:46–5:25:52Oh, Charodatta, what does it mean? He falls at his feet.
  4350. 5:25:52–5:26:00Anxiously withdrawing. Vasantasina, at least, we did not kill an innocent man.
  4351. 5:26:00–5:26:05Rising. Thank heaven. Charodatta lives.
  4352. 5:26:05–5:26:08And shall live a hundred years.
  4353. 5:26:08–5:26:13Joyfully, and I too am brought back to life again.
  4354. 5:26:13–5:26:23The king is at the place of sacrifice. Let us report to him what has taken place. The two headsmen start to go away.
  4355. 5:26:23–5:26:37Perceives Ver Santicina. 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.
  4356. 5:26:37–5:26:45Returning? Well, didn't we have orders from the king to put the man to death who murdered Vassanticina?
  4357. 5:26:45–5:26:48Let us hunt for the king's brother-in-law.
  4358. 5:26:48–5:26:51Excellent the two headsmen.
  4359. 5:26:51–5:26:56In amazement, who saves me from the uplifted weapon scorn?
  4360. 5:26:56–5:27:00When in death's jaws I struggled all for long.
  4361. 5:27:00–5:27:04A streaming cloud above the rainless scorn?
  4362. 5:27:04–5:27:06He gazes at her.
  4363. 5:27:07–5:27:10Is this Vazanta Sina's counterfeit?
  4364. 5:27:10–5:27:14Or she herself, from heaven above, descended?
  4365. 5:27:14–5:27:17Or do I, but in madness, see my sweet?
  4366. 5:27:17–5:27:21Or has her precious life not yet been ended?
  4367. 5:27:21–5:27:23Or again?
  4368. 5:27:23–5:27:25Did she return from heaven?
  4369. 5:27:25–5:27:27That I might rescued be.
  4370. 5:27:27–5:27:29Was her form to another given?
  4371. 5:27:29–5:27:31Is this that other she?
  4372. 5:27:31–5:27:34rises tearfully and falls at his feet.
  4373. 5:27:34–5:27:42O Noble Charoditta, I am indeed the wretch for whose sake you are fallen upon this unworthy plight.
  4374. 5:27:42–5:27:50A miracle, a miracle! Vasantasina lives. The bystanders repeat the words,
  4375. 5:27:50–5:27:59listens, then rises suddenly, embraces Vasantasina, and closes his eyes, in a voice trembling
  4376. 5:27:59–5:28:00with emotion.
  4377. 5:28:00–5:28:04My la, you are Vasantasina.
  4378. 5:28:04–5:28:13That same unhappy woman gazes upon her, joyfully, can it be, Vasantasina herself, in utter
  4379. 5:28:13–5:28:20happiness, her bosom bathed in streaming tears. When in death's power I fell. Whence
  4380. 5:28:20–5:28:29has she come to slay my fears? Like heavenly magic spell, Vasant Asena, O, my beloved,
  4381. 5:28:29–5:28:37unto my body, whence the life was fleeting. And all for thee, thou newest life to give.
  4382. 5:28:37–5:28:44Oh, magic wonderful in lovers meeting! What power besides could make the dead man live?
  4383. 5:28:44–5:28:51But see, my beloved, my blood-red garment seems a bright groom's cloak.
  4384. 5:28:51–5:28:57Death's garland seems to me a bridal wreath. My love is near, and marriage music seems
  4385. 5:28:57–5:29:05the fatal stroke, of drums that heralded my instant death, for she is here.
  4386. 5:29:05–5:29:10with your utter kindness, what can it be that you have done?
  4387. 5:29:10–5:29:18My beloved, he said that I had killed you. For ancient hatred sake, my mighty foe, Hell's
  4388. 5:29:18–5:29:23victim now, had almost laid me low.
  4389. 5:29:23–5:29:28Stopping her ears, heaven averts the omen, it was he, the king's brother-in-law, who
  4390. 5:29:28–5:29:31killed me.
  4391. 5:29:31–5:29:34Perceiving the monk, but who is this?
  4392. 5:29:34–5:29:41When that unworthy wretch had killed me, this worthy man brought me back to life.
  4393. 5:29:41–5:29:44Who are you, unselfish friend?
  4394. 5:29:44–5:29:47You do not remember me.
  4395. 5:29:47–5:29:49Sir, I am that shampooer.
  4396. 5:29:49–5:29:52Who once was happy to rub your feet?
  4397. 5:29:52–5:29:56When I fell into the hands of certain gamblers.
  4398. 5:29:56–5:29:58This sister in Buddha.
  4399. 5:29:58–5:30:00hearing that I had been your s-
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  4401. 5:30:30–5:30:34and victory may Catechia see
  4402. 5:30:34–5:30:37who crowned her smote and spoiled
  4403. 5:30:37–5:30:44and victory to Ariaka the king his mighty foe he kills far over all the earth's expansive ring.
  4404. 5:30:44–5:30:48That earth her joyous flag abroad may fling
  4405. 5:30:48–5:30:52the snowy banner of Kailasa's hills.
  4406. 5:30:52–5:30:55Enter Huridli-Sharvalaka.
  4407. 5:30:55–5:30:57Yes!
  4408. 5:30:57–5:30:58Palaka!
  4409. 5:30:58–5:31:08The royal wretch. I slew. Anointing Ariaka, good king, and true. And now? Like sacrificial flowers. I wed.
  4410. 5:31:08–5:31:17The king's commandment to my bended head. To give sad Charu Dattalife anew. The foe whose powers and friends had fled.
  4411. 5:31:17–5:31:25He slew. Consoled and comforted his subjects true. And earth's broad sovereignty has gladly wed.
  4412. 5:31:25–5:31:31his power, and bent to him her lowly head. Who toward his foe plays Indra's part anew?"
  4413. 5:31:33–5:31:40He looks before him. Ah! There he will be found. Where the people are thus gathered together.
  4414. 5:31:40–5:31:47Oh! That this deed of King Ariaka might be crowned with the rescued life of noble Charodata.
  4415. 5:31:47–5:31:58He quickens his steps, make way, you rascals. He discovers Charodata. Joyfully, is Charodata yet
  4416. 5:31:58–5:32:08living? And Vasantasina. Truly, our sovereign's wishes are fulfilled. Yet how shall I approach him?
  4417. 5:32:08–5:32:16Who have so grievously sinned against him? But no, honesty is always honorable. He approaches
  4418. 5:32:16–5:32:21and folds his hands. Allowed. Oh noble Charodata!
  4419. 5:32:21–5:32:25Who are you, sir?
  4420. 5:32:25–5:32:31I forced your house in Manabase, and stole the gems there left behind. But though this
  4421. 5:32:31–5:32:37sin oppressed my mind, I throw myself upon your grace.
  4422. 5:32:37–5:32:44Not so, my friend. Thereby you showed your faith in me. He embraces him.
  4423. 5:32:44–5:32:51And one thing more. The very noble Ariyaka, to save his family and name, has slain the
  4424. 5:32:51–5:32:56wretched Palakka, a victim at the altar's flame.
  4425. 5:32:56–5:32:58What say you?
  4426. 5:32:58–5:33:04T was your cart, helped him on his way. Who sought the shelter of your name? He slew King
  4427. 5:33:04–5:33:09Palakka today. A victim at the altar's flame.
  4428. 5:33:09–5:33:18Shravilka, did you set free that Aryaka whom Palakka took from his hamlet and confined without cause in the tower?
  4429. 5:33:20–5:33:20I did.
  4430. 5:33:21–5:33:24This is indeed most welcome tidings.
  4431. 5:33:25–5:33:35Scarcely was your friend Aryaka established in Ujaini. When he bestowed upon you the throne of Kushavati on the bank of the Veena,
  4432. 5:33:35–5:33:39may you graciously receive this first token of his love.
  4433. 5:33:39–5:33:48He turns around. Come. Lead hither that rascal. That villain? The brother-in-law of the king.
  4434. 5:33:48–5:33:51We will, Shavulaka.
  4435. 5:33:51–5:34:00Sir, King Ariyaka declares that he won this kingdom through your virtues, and that you are therefore to have some benefit from it.
  4436. 5:34:00–5:34:04The kingdom won through my virtues?
  4437. 5:34:04–5:34:12Come on, brother in law of the king, and reap the reward of your insolence. Enter Sanztonaka,
  4438. 5:34:12–5:34:15guarded with his hands tied behind his back.
  4439. 5:34:17–5:34:25Goodness gracious! It came to pass. I ran away, like any arse, and had my day.
  4440. 5:34:25–5:34:30They dragged me round, a prince on earth, as if they, de-found a naughty cur.
  4441. 5:34:30–5:34:39He looks about him. They crowd around me. Though I, M.A. relative of the Kings, to whom
  4442. 5:34:39–5:34:47shall I go for help in my helplessness? He reflects. Good. I, L.L. go to the man who
  4443. 5:34:47–5:34:56gives help and shows mercy to the Shuppliant. He approaches. Noble Charodata. Protect me.
  4444. 5:34:56–5:34:59me. He falls at his feet.
  4445. 5:35:00–5:35:05Noble Sharudatta, leave him to us. Let us kill him.
  4446. 5:35:05–5:35:10To Charudatta, O Helper of the Helpless, protect me.
  4447. 5:35:10–5:35:17Mercifully, yes, yes, he who seeks protection shall be safe.
  4448. 5:35:17–5:35:23Impatiently, confound him. Take him away from Sharudatta.
  4449. 5:35:23–5:35:28To Sharudatta, tell me, what shall be done with the wretch?
  4450. 5:35:28–5:35:31Shall he be bound and dragged until he dies?
  4451. 5:35:31–5:35:34Shall dogs devour the scoundrel as he lies?
  4452. 5:35:34–5:35:39If he should be impaled, tea would be no blunder.
  4453. 5:35:39–5:35:42Nor if we had the rascal's sawn asunder.
  4454. 5:35:42–5:35:45Will you do as I see?
  4455. 5:35:45–5:35:47How can you doubt it?
  4456. 5:35:47–5:35:50Charudata! Masha'a!
  4457. 5:35:50–5:35:54I seek your protection! Protect me! Protect me!
  4458. 5:35:54–5:35:57Do shon't thing worthy of your shelf?
  4459. 5:35:57–5:36:04I, I'll never do it again. Voices of citizens behind the scenes. Kill him. Why should the
  4460. 5:36:04–5:36:08wretch be allowed to live?"
  4461. 5:36:08–5:36:15Vasantasena takes the garland of death from Charu Datta's neck, and throws it upon Sannsternaka.
  4462. 5:36:15–5:36:23You slave wench, be merciful, be merciful. I, I'll never murder you again. Protect
  4463. 5:36:23–5:36:32me. Come. Take him away. Noble Charodata, say what shall be done with the wretch.
  4464. 5:36:32–5:36:37Will you do as I say? How can you doubt it?
  4465. 5:36:37–5:36:43Really? Really? Then let him be immediately.
  4466. 5:36:43–5:36:48Killed. No, no, set free.
  4467. 5:36:48–5:36:53What for? The humbled foe who seeks thine aid,
  4468. 5:36:53–5:36:57Thou mist not smite with steely blade.
  4469. 5:36:57–5:36:58All right.
  4470. 5:36:58–5:37:01We will have the dogs eat him alive.
  4471. 5:37:01–5:37:06No, no, be cruelty with kindness paid.
  4472. 5:37:06–5:37:07Wonderful.
  4473. 5:37:07–5:37:08What shall I do?
  4474. 5:37:08–5:37:10Tell me, sir.
  4475. 5:37:10–5:37:13Why, set him free.
  4476. 5:37:13–5:37:15It shall be done.
  4477. 5:37:15–5:37:16Hooray!
  4478. 5:37:16–5:37:17I breathe again.
  4479. 5:37:17–5:37:21Exit, with the guards.
  4480. 5:37:21–5:37:27Mistress Vasanticina, the king is pleased to bestow upon you the title, Wedded Wife.
  4481. 5:37:27–5:37:30Sir, I desire no more.
  4482. 5:37:31–5:37:33Places the veil upon Vasanticina.
  4483. 5:37:34–5:37:38To Charudata. Sir, what shall be done for this monk?
  4484. 5:37:39–5:37:41Monk, what do you most desire?
  4485. 5:37:42–5:37:49When I see this example of the uncertainty of all things, I am twice content to be a monk.
  4486. 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.
  4487. 5:37:59–5:38:04It shall be done. It is all that I desire.
  4488. 5:38:04–5:38:08Now I am indeed brought back to life.
  4489. 5:38:08–5:38:11What shall be done for Stavaraka?
  4490. 5:38:11–5:38:19Let the good fellow be given his freedom. Let those headsmen be appointed chiefs of all the headsmen.
  4491. 5:38:19–5:38:24Let Chandanaka be appointed chief of all the police in the land.
  4492. 5:38:24–5:38:31Let the brother-in-law of the king continue to act exactly as he acted in the past.
  4493. 5:38:31–5:38:38It shall be done. Only that man, leave him to me, and ILL kill him.
  4494. 5:38:38–5:38:41He who seeks protection shall be safe.
  4495. 5:38:41–5:38:44The humbled foe who seeks thy need.
  4496. 5:38:44–5:38:47Thou mist not smite with steely blade.
  4497. 5:38:47–5:38:51Be cruelty with kindness paid.
  4498. 5:38:51–5:38:54Then tell me what I may yet do for you.
  4499. 5:38:54–5:38:56Can there be more than this?
  4500. 5:38:56–5:39:00I kept unstained my virtue's even worth.
  4501. 5:39:00–5:39:03Granted my enemy his abject suit.
  4502. 5:39:03–5:39:07Friend Ariyaka destroyed his foreman's root.
  4503. 5:39:07–5:39:14rules a king war all this dead fast earth, this dear loved maiden is at last mine gone.
  4504. 5:39:14–5:39:17And you united with me is a friend.
  4505. 5:39:17–5:39:20And shall I ask for further mercies?
  4506. 5:39:20–5:39:25Shown, to me, who cannot sound these mercies end?
  4507. 5:39:25–5:39:28Fate plays with us like buckets at the well.
  4508. 5:39:28–5:39:32Where one is filled, and one in empty shell.
  4509. 5:39:32–5:39:39one is rising, while another falls, and shows how life is changed, now heaven.
  4510. 5:39:39–5:39:44Now hell, yet may the wishes of her epilogue be fulfilled.
  4511. 5:39:44–5:39:46Epilogue may kind yield streaming milk.
  4512. 5:39:46–5:39:51The earth her grain, and may the heaven give never-failing rain.
  4513. 5:39:51–5:39:55The windswoft happiness to all that breeds.
  4514. 5:39:55–5:39:59And all that lives, live free from every pain.
  4515. 5:40:00–5:40:06Gods of righteousness me brahman's tread, And high esteem their high deserving wed,
  4516. 5:40:06–5:40:16Make kings injustice, ways be ever led, And earth, submissive, bend her grateful head.
  4517. 5:40:16–5:40:17Excellent Omnis.

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The Little Clay Cart English stage script prepared from the supplied मटिली, rendering by Gajendra Thakur of Shudrakas. Mr. Kharikam Dramatis personai C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A, a Brahman merchant. R-O-H-A-S-E-N-A, his son. Maitreya, his friend. Var dham anak a servant in his house Sann sthanak a brother-in-law of king Pala ka Sthav anak a his servant Another servant of sann sthanak a courtier 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, Madaanika, made to Vaisantasena. Another made to Vaisantasena. The wife of C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A. Radaanika, 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 A numbed 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. 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 with those of the Chakura 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 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, one hundred years and ten days old, and died. And yet again, eager for battle, sloths determined foe. Of scholars chief, who to the Vader-cling? Rich in the riches that aesthetics know. Glad, against the Fowman's elephant to show. His valour. Such was Shudraka. The kid विचार-विमर्शक नाटक 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 व 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 are I understand. Empty his house. To whom no child was born. Thrice empty his. Who lacks true friends and sure. To 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. 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-side of E 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. विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्� 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 Charudatta's friend, Maitreya. Good. I'll ask him. My Traeha, you must be the first to break bread in our house today. You must invite some other Brahmin. I am busy. But, ma'am, 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. it. End of the prologue. Enter, with a cloak in his hand, May Traea. 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 Charada's good friend Jirnavrida has sent him. He bade me give it to Charada. As soon as he had finished his devotions. So now I will look for Charada. He walks about and looks around him. Charada has finished his devotions. And here he comes with an offering for the divinities of the house. Enter Charada is described, and Radhanika. 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 stains." He walks about very slowly and seats himself. Maitreya. Charudatta 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. Pre-be seated. Thank you. He seats himself. Well, comrade, here is a jasmine-scented cloak which your good friend Jirnavrida has sent. They'd 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 a 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 and 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 them. विचार-विमर्शक आछि। विचार-विमर्शक आछि। विचार-विमर्शक आछि। विचार-विमर्शक आछि। विचार-विमर्शक आछि। विचार-विमर्शक आछि। विचार-विमर्शक आछि। Whose store of it's yours 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 favors 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, springs 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 fruitar. 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, Tewa 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. 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, courteers, servants, and royal favorites. They will take me now for fair prey, just 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! to Vasantasina, pursued by the courtier, by Sanztonaka, and the servant. Vasantasina. 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. Wife flee. 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, courtesan, 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. Vasantasena, stop, stop, why should you tremble? you flee. अग्विवा 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. वेंच, समितन, द्रोप्स of crimson stream. Stop! Vasantocina! SH-top! You wake my passion, my desire, my love! You drive away my shaleep in bed at night. Both fear and terrishing your heart to move. You trip an SH-tumble in your headlong flight. But Ravana forced Kunti 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 stormwind in his flight Yet would not seize upon you Though I might Sansternaca! Lished unto 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. Shized subhadra. Vishvavassu's sweet shishtha. Servant, he's the royal protégé. 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 Vasantasina. 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 Reelgar. Loosened. 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, Nothing. Fool. She is calling her servants. Masha, is she calling a woman? Why? Of course. Women. I kill hundreds of, M. 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? Yshpeak of Bimasena. Or the shon. Of Jamadanyi. That thrice mighty one? The ten-necked ogre? Shon of Kuntife? 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. Allowed. Sir, what do you expect from this pursuit? My jewels? विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक 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 shware by the gentleman's head. I shware 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 anymore. 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 Vasantasena 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 the scoundrel has helped me in the very act of hurting me. For he has guided me to my law. But, Meshda, 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-sena 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, a closed by blackest night. And again? Darkness anoints my body. And the sky. Outsointment of thick darkness, till mine eye Is all unprofitable grown to me Like service done to them who cheat and lie Meshda, I'm looking for Vicentacina 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? Vasantasina. 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! Yes, my fingers tell me that the door is shut. Charo ditta, who is within the house? Come read, my prayer is done. Go now and offer sacrifice to the mothers. No, I'm not going. Alas, the poor man's kinsmen do not heed his will. The friends who loved him once. Now 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. None 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 thrones are gathered. T is the same, his scanty raiment wakes his heartfelt 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 end, 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 off 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. Radunika, 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 the Santicina. 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! Masha! And S-H-T-A-Y where you're put! He renews the search and seizes the servant! Masha! Masha! I've caught her! I've caught her! Master! You've caught me! You're servant! Masha here! Shervant here! Masha! Shervant! Shervant! Masha! Now, Sh-t-a-y, where you're put. Both of you. He renews the search and sees as Radanika by the hair. Masha. Masha. Fish time, I've caught her. I've caught Vasantasena. Through the black knight she fled. Fled she. Her garlands schmell betrayed her. Like Chanakya caught Draupadi. I caught her hair 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. Shrawl with all your might. Shiva. Ishvara. Shankara. Shamhu. Quote. In Terra, oh, sirs, what does this mean? You jackass. It's another voice. Masha. The wench has changed her voice. The way a cat changes her voice. when she wants this home cream of curdled milk. Change to 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 Maytraya. 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 रडनेका मश्टर, मश्टर, अमन, अमन This is right. This is perfectly right. That stranger should force their way into the house. Just because Charodata 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 sansphanaka. Ah, here is the sinner. Well, you brother-in-law to the king. Sansphanaka, 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 Charodata what has happened here. I will be silent. Brahmin! This gracious act of thine! I bow my neck to bear. For never could this sword of mine with virtue's steel compare indignantly. But, Masha, what makes you fold your hands show helplessly and fall at the feet of fishmanican? 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 shun of a slave wench anyway? Brave Shvataketu is he. Pandu's child, or rather's Sean, the ten-necked loge wild, or Indra-data, or again, is he Sean of brave Rama and of fair Kunti, or Dharma-boot, Ash-Vathaman-Bold, perhaps Jattayu's shelf, that vulture old. Fool, I will tell you who Sharu-data 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. stored. Kurtis sees essence. Honours precious horde. 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 In 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 chara dhāda is happy once more You mannequin! Give poor little Charodata fish mess-hague 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 pritally. 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. Taking 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 Cursan bitches yellp at me. I roam like a hunted jackal. Home. Sansternaka and the Servant walk about. Their necks ant. Mistress Radhanika, you must not tell good chara dhata 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 Vasantasina, Radhanika, Rohasina 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. Oddly 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 Charodattasi. 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, ancient friendships will no longer be नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। नाटक अछि। Thus cleaning, desecrated. To herself, say rather, consecrated. Until she sees the crescent moon, with clouds of water mated. Fifty-four 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. dance. What? This is Wusentesina, aside, 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 Kamas 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 offense. 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. Very 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. 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. Vardamanaka, 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 They won't light up unless you feed them. Enough. विमाइच्रिया, विनीद नोटोचना, सी, विःाव लाम्प अपन दे किंज़्ाईवे, अटेनदद बाव विचार-विमर्शक रेक।, अदेद पाव विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद विशाद व We have reached your home. Pray enter. Vasantasena gazes ardently at him. Then exit. Comrade, Vasantasena 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 is 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 Vasanticina, Cetid, and Medanica. Well, girl, 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! Exet! My dear mistress, it is love, not naughtiness, that asks the question, but what does this mean? Tell me, Mother Nika, 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 mother Nika is quick to fathom another's heart. I am very, very glad, yes, Kamar 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 love, not to worship. Is it a Brahmin that excites your passion, some youths distinguished for very particular learning? A Brahmin 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 favourite, nor a Brahman, nor a merchant. Who is it then that the princess loves? Girl, girl, you went with me to the park where Karma's 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 asked 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, aloud, 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 mistress, 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, Mistress, if you love him, why don't you go and visit him at once? नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। the reason why you left your jewels with him? You have guessed it, a voice behind the scenes. Oh, sir, a shampooer owes me ten 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 Matero and the Gambler. Oh, sir, a shampoo rose 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. Alright, 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. All right. Too matter-er. I'll give you surety for a half. You might forgive me the other half. All right. Where's the harm? Allowed. You forgave me a half, sir? Yes. to the gambler and he forgave me a half. Yes. Then I... I think I'll be going. Pay me my ten gold pieces. Where are you going? Look at this. Gentlemen, look at this. Here I just gave surety to one of them for a half. And the other forgave me a half. And even after that he is doneing me. Poor helpless me. Seizing him. My name is Mathura, the clever swindler. And you're not going to swindle me this time. Pay up jail bird every bit of my money and this minute to 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 gentleman! 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 fore completed my defeat. He looks before him. Here comes Mathura, our sometime gambling master. Well, as I can't 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. A mere bagatelle pulling the rolled up cloak from under Darterocka's arm. Look, gentlemen, look, the man in the ragged cloak calls ten gold pieces a mere bagatelle. 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... विश्विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्विमर्शक विश्� 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. He gives the shampooer a sign 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. Dada Raka throws dust in Mathura's eyes and gives the shampooer a sign to escape. Mathura shuts his eyes and falls down. The Shampua escapes. Aside. I have made an enemy of the influential gambling master Matura. I had better not stay here. Besides, my good friend Shavillika 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. Madam. 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? A creditor, madam. 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. 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 Dardaraka, 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 Vasantasina'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. Guna gives Madanakar 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. which 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? 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 Sharudatta's name. Heaven bless you. Charidata! 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 10 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. Madanika. 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, coquette 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 Vasantasina Mistress The gambling master and the gambler have gone away well-pissed दो, सर, आं कम फोट यो खिन स्वोख. Ah, madam, if it may be, these hands would gladly practice their art in your service. But sir, he for whose sake you mastered the art? 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. Versante 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 Kana Paraka, 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 Karnapuraka's heroism today! What? Karnpurka! What? Listen, Postbreaker. 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. Girdles, set with gems and things, break away from fastenings. As they stumble, trip, and blunder, see the bracelets snap asunder. Icha 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, 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 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. To he really look like some great mountain peak. And from between those tusks of his I drew. The sacred hermit meek. Splendid, splendid, but go on. Then, mistress, all Ujaiini tip over to one side. Like a ship loaded unevenly. And you could hear nothing but 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, Karnpurka, whether the mantle is perfumed with jasmine or not. Mistress, the elephant perfume is... So strong that I can't tell for sure. Then look at the name. Here is the name. You may read it, mistress. He hands her the mantle. Reads. Charu dutta. She seizes the mantle eagerly and wraps it about her. The mantle is very becoming to her, karmpurka. Oh, yes, the mantle is becoming enough. Here is your reward, karmpurka. He gives him the gem. Taking it and bowing low. Now the mantle is most wonderfully becoming. Karnapuraka, where is Charuditta now? He started to go home along this very street. Come, girl, let us go to the upper balcony and see Charuditta. Exceint Omnus. Enter Charudatta's servant, Vardamanaka. 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 some time since Charodata 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 Charodata and Maitreya. How beautifully ribulsam! The loot is indeed a pearl. A pearl knot 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 tablet dry up. No, I don't like it. My friend, Master Rai Bhaila Sank most wonderfully this evening. And still you are not satisfied. The notes of love, peace, sweetness, kudai 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 ram. 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. 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. the western mountain, and the tips, of her uplifted horns alone appear, like two sharp pointed tusks uplifted clear, where bathes an elephant in water's cool, who shows not else above the jungle pool. Well, here's our house. Vardhamanaka, Vardhamanaka, 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. Charadatta and Matriya enter and seat themselves. Vardamanaka, call Radhanika to wash our feet. Compassionately. She sleeps. Do not wake. अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। 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 Ujaini 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, be shrouded. 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, 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 won 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 breech 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 Saltpeter Rott. 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? नाटक 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� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ And at my less successful ventures too. The crowd of neighbors gazed by morning light, Assigning praise or blame. As was my due. 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 anoids 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, ere 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. I 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 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 loot and read 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? Or, 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 truth a jewel casket. विचार-विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग 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 आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� � 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! 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. I'll ask that Abraman family should thus be plunged in darkness for the sake of Medanica. A courtesan. Or better? I myself am thus plunged in darkness. A curse on poverty. I say. Tee 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 Shavalaka? 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, illusion's self to seem 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, Vardamonaka went to sleep in the outer court. And now he is not there. Well, I will call my Traya. 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 charodata, 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 Stop is narrow, but the centre-wide, as if the great house-heart had burst with pride. Fearing lest the unworthy share विचार-विमर्च्छिणग तो विचार-विमर्च्छिणग, समालोचना, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, कविता, 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. 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 jests. Just because I may 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 thee, inglorious poor, alas, if envious fate before has would 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 wear with all my debt to pay. A noble falsehood I will will spawn. 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 Treyor too? It is true, mistress. But 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 Trae a 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. विचार-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक रेकूर-विमर्शक र 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's 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. In thee a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away. Ah, this the poor man lacketh still. Maitreya, take the necklace and go to Vasantasena. Tell her in my name that we have gambled away the golden casket. 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. Vrithamanka, 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. 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 Charo Ditta? Very like. How do you know? Because my mistress eyes are fastened so lovingly upon it. Mother Nika 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, go, 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, exit. Less than enter Charvillica. Blame for my sin I lay- अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। It was for Medanica's sake that 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 Vasanta Sinha'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. 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 perplight. 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 singed. Oh, Shahr Vilka, for a mere nothing, for a woman, you have risked both things. What things? Your life and your character. My foolish girl, fortune favours the brave. Oh, Shahr Vilka, 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 main 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. अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। a data. Basanta Sina 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. 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? Medanaka. Shavalaka 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? Where in 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, tis 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 kiketish eyes. Sports with another in unseemly lust. Another yet her body satisfies. As someone has well said, On mountain tops no lotuses are grown. The horses yoke no us will ever bear. Rice never springs from seeds of barley sown. A courtesan is not an honest fair. A cursed chariotata. You shall not live. He takes a few steps. Seizing the heme 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 gentle man. 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. Sharvilka, 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, a Brahmin has come from Charodhitta to see you. But girl, how do you know that he comes from Charodhitta? 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 too. 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 a bullock cart. Mistress the cart is ready. Madhanika girl, you must show me a 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 bullock cart with Medanaka, 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. every man at his post. Listening. What? King Palakka has imprisoned my good friend Ariyaka? And here I am. A married man. Confound it. But no. Two things alone. His friend. His wife deserve man's love below. 100 brides may f- विश्विद तो विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए विश्विद लिए � 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 Yoggandarayana. 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-oppressed moon. Exit. Entering. Mistress. I congratulate you. A brahman has come with a message from Charudatta. 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 May Treya with a page. Well, Ravana, the king of the demons, travels with his chariot that they call the 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. end 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. from his drivers a cake of rice and drippings and oil. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the third court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the third court are these seats. Prepared for young gentleman to sit on. A half-red book is lying on the gaming table, and the table itself has its own... विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। Come, sir, and enter the fourth court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the fourth court the drums that maiden fingers beat are booming like the thunder. The cymbals 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 oil is attractive enough to make a poor devil's mouth water, the kitchen is kept hot all the time, and the gusts of steam laden 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 loincloth. 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 in 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. Musk 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. lovers. Coquettish 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. 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 fannning the roof which is distressed by the rays of the sun. He looks in another direction. There are pairs of flamingos like moonbeams rolled into a ball that wander about after pretty girls. अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि। अछि� totologous 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 Vasantasena'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. Drinking 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 Vicentecina's 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 navamallaka, 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. Is 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? Allowed! 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? Allowed! 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 Omnus. 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 heavens' walls 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 Dhritarashtra's face, proud as the champion of Kuru's 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 Vasantasena, and even yet he does not come. Enter Matreya. Can found the courtesan's avarice and 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 Charadatta. 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? शिपुद विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। 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 courtesan. 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 where 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 Charudatta that I am coming. So here I am. On my way to Charudatta's house. He walks about. And as he enters, discovers Charodata. Here is Charodata in the orchard. And here is that wretched jack-o'-naips. Two. Well. I'll go up to them. What? The orchard gate is shut. Good. I'll give this jack-o'-naips 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? 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 god. 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? Kumbalaka? I'll be with you in a minute. He approaches and opens the gate. Well, Kumbalaka, 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-starved old beggar in a famine? With your, she she she. And what makes you hoot like an owl with your, who who who? Alright, tell me. Aside. Suppose I say it this way. Allowed. I'll give you a riddle, man. नाटक 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� आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� � You fool, in spring, in wasanta. 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 charodata again. He returns and puts the question to charodata. The army, my friend, the sena Comes back to Kumbulaka, 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 Charada. Approaching, well, Charada, 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 Kumbolaka here. Kumbolaka, 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 Vasantasina. 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 inacted 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 peacock's 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 fame would check and hinder me. Fond fool, with him I love thou shalt not stay. T is I, T is I. नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। 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 Blair, His banner, living lightning's awful gleams, Rages within the sky, and shows him bold, Mid-beams that to the moon allegiance, oh, a hero king within the hostile hold of his unwarlike foe. True, true, and more than this, as dark as 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, of rain, rain, green, grim summons to the tomb. For her who spends her lonely hours in blooms true salt upon the wound. Very true. Vasantasena. 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, sir, look, clouds, black as wet tamala leaves. The ball of heaven hide from our sight. Rain smitten homes of ants decay in fall. Like beasts that arrows smite. Like golden lambs within a lordly hall. Wander 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 the meese. 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 peacocks shrill voiced cry, implausit to draw nigh. and ardent cranes on high. Abrace it lovingly, the wistful swans are spied, 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 ope 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 of rain, where nought is bright. Where hosts of swollen clouds seem 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 bolt 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 posture 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 arrow विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विमर्शक रेक। 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 sweet sake thou once didst lie Thou knowest lovers' pain, as thou didst suffer then Now suffer I, O cruel, cease thy rain And yet, thunder in rain enlighten hundredfold forth from thy sky above. The woman canst thou not delay nor hold. Who journeys to her lough? Let thunders 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 Eravata, 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 Charu Datta know. that while clouds look beautiful. And in the hour, fragrant with neapol 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. Tea is for you, she sighs. The mud still soils the anklets on her feet, but in 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. 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's 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 say when I enter? Gambler, 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, Gamelor, watch luck this evening. Discovers her, ah, Vasantasena is here. He rises joyfully, oh, my beloved, my evening's 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 the seat, be seated. विसंतसीना शिट्स बन दियादर्स बजद्सी, मैझे विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्� 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 Plebo. 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. 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 trayah 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 restore 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 Charadatta, 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 Charadatta'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. Light 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 Ditta, it was not right that you should show your distrust of me by sending me this pearl necklace. With an embarrassed smile. But remember, Vasantasena, who will believe the truth? Suspicion now is sure, this world will show no wrath to the inglorious poor. Tell me, girl, are you going to sleep here tonight? Laughing, but good my Traya, 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 paste the soil. विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक Virgin 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. And fanned by cool and fragrant evening airs. Red lightning, glad in union, clasps the sky, with voluntary arms, and shows on high, love that maiden heart to lover bears. Vasantasena betrays her passion and throws her arms about Charudatta. Charudatta feels her touch and embraces her. More grimly yet, O thunder, boom, for by thy grace and power, my love-distracted 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 thunderpeel, 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. While 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. See how they yawn. The cloudy jaws of heaven? As by a tongue. By forked lightning ribbon. and to the sky great Indra's fiery bow. In lieu of high up lifted 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. But for my mistress it appears to be night still. But girl, where is your gamela? Mistress, after giving Vardamannaka his orders, Charidatta went to the old garden pushparkaranda. What orders? To have the bullet cart ready before daylight. For, he said, Vasantasena was to come. Where, girl? Where 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 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 adorn your neck. But Mistress, Charidata will be angry with you. Though, he will not be angry. विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक 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 him to see Vesantasina. She approaches Vesantasina. 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. Stretches out her arms, thumb, my boy, and put your little arms around me. She takes Simp 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 neighbour. 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 card. Radanaka, give me my gold card. 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 seem to be but playthings. Tearfully, don't cry, my child, you shall have a gold cart to play with. Who is she, Radanaka? A slave of your fathers, one by his virtues. My child, the lady is your mother. That's a lie, Radanaka. If the lady is my mother, why does she wear those pretty ornaments? My child, 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 gold cart made for you. Exit Radanika, with Rohasena. Enter Vardamanaka, driving a bullet cart. Radanika, Radanika, tell Mistress Vasantasina that the covered cart is standing ready at the side door. Entering. Mistress, Vardamanaka 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, Vardamanaka, 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 pushpaka randa. 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? Hortily, 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- विश्ण्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द नाखविश्द ना� 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 Sansternaca. 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 Charudata'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 eye twitch as she enters the cart. Why should my right eye twitch now? But the sight of Charu Ditta 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, 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 be wishly inclined. Some noble lady's waiting carriage-trig. Or rich Man's coach, that leaves the town behind and if it empty be. Fate-proofing kind, T would seem a god sent to my anxious mind. Enter Vada Manaka with the bullet cart. There, I've got the cushion. Radha Nika, tell Mistress Vasantacina that the cart is ready and waiting for her to get in and drive to the old. Garden Pushbackaranda. Listening. This is a quarter's and scart. 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 sure विश्विर्दि नाटक विश्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च्विमर्च 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. say, 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 Still living? 9. 10. Chandanaka, you mercenary, I swear on your heart, is being 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. 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. Mistress Vasantasina is in it. I am taking her to the old garden pushback randa to meet Charodata. Approaches Chandanaka. The driver says it is Sherudita's cart that Vasantacina is in it. That he is taking her to the Old Garden Pushparkaranda. Then let it pass without inspection? Certainly. On whose authority? On Sherudita's. Who is Charudata? Or who is Vasantacina? That the cart should pass without inspection? you know Charudatta, man, nor Visantasina? If you don't know Charudatta, nor Visantasina, then you don't know the moon in heaven, nor the moonlight. Who doesn't know this moon of goodness? Virtue's lotus flower, this gem of four broad seas, this savior 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. 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 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 damana तो विचार-विमर्शक दाज सो। तो विमर्शक रेक। अद पलीस्मन अबआद तो अप्विमर्शक रेक। आद आप नो स्वाड वो श्लक, बध अट लीस्ट, बोल्ड भीमा स्पिरित आविल शो। विमर्शक विमर्शक रेक। Some shall be my sword. Better a warrior's death than woe. That sells and chains a foe. 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 a he fight, that man will suffer hurts. Will be abandoned of his friends and kin. becomes a mock foiver. Who deserts? One seeking heed. T is an unbardoned sin. What! The herdsman Ayyaka? 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 Sherudita's 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, enjoys his neighbor'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? When I am going to visit Charudatta, to insult me on the highway? Chandonaka, 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. Twenty, that's why I'm not satisfied. What's the matter with you, man? We Southerners don't speak plain. We know a thousand dialects are the barbarians, the caches, the catas, the cadiz, the cadetobelas, the carnators, the carnas, the pravaranas, the dravidas, the cholas, the chinas, the barbaras, the carus, the carnas, the mucus, the madagatas, and all the rest of M. And it all depends on the way we feel whether we say, he, or, she, gentleman, 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. T 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? The broken whetstone in one hand, a thing that looks like scissors in the other wing to trim the scrubby beads 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-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार-विचार 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. Shandunaka seizes him violently by the hair, throws 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. room. 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 Versanticina, let me give you a passport. He hands Ayakara's sword. Ticks it joyfully to himself. A sword, a sword. 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 arachal is justified. May Shiva, Vishnu, Brahma, Three in One, Protect thee, and the Moon, and blessed Sun, Slay all thy foes, as Mighty Pavati, Slough Shumbha and Nishambha, fearfully. Exit Vada Manaka. With the bullet-cut, Chandanaka looks toward the back of the stage. Aha! As he goes away, my good friend Shavulaka 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 pushback Aranda is. You are quite right, my friend, for see, the trees, like merchants, show their wares, each several trees 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 the manaka lingers, my friend. I told Vardamanaka to bring Visanticina 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. Vada Manaka with the Bullock 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 whose cart I lie. Like Cuckoo Chicks, whose heartless mothers fly. and crows must rear the fledglings. और दे डाई, आप कम अ लोंग दिस्टन्स फुम दे सिति, शलाई गेट अद अद ग़ाथ अन सीक अ हडिंप प्लेस इन दग्रोग। Or shall I wait to see the owner of the cart? On second thoughts, I will not hide myself in the grove, 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 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? get angry. Good matria! 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 cart around, Virdhamanka. My Tria, my friend, help Vasantasina 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 Vasantasina. This is Mr. a true to your jests, my friend. Love cannot wait, I will help her to get out myself. He rises, discovers him, ah, the owner of the Bulok Kart. He is attractive not only to the ears of men, but also to their eyes. Thank heaven, I am safe. Here is 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 red. Why should this man be thus enforced to fight so noble hay, 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. Aryaka 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 is 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 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 Palakkar 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. Farseeing Thank you. विश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्� Reflecting. Let him enter by that path. While we depart by this. Exit. Enter a monk with a wet garment in his hand. Ye 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 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. Sansternaka. 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 bullet. Where shall a defenceless man find a defender? But after all, the blessed Lord Buddha is my defender. Enter the courtier, carrying a sword and sansthanaka. 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. When found 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. 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 master, 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. Those thoughts and deeds are all awry, these trees are flesh. These forms of stone. The monk makes faces at Sansternaka. 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. adorned 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 freight bends down the lofty trees. And, hanging from the leafy tree-top bowers. The monkey's 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. Puma woman spurns, but loves them or the wise man's passion gentler burns, or passes over. Shome time has passed. Sure. Shinsai told my shervant stevarika 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 eschcape. 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 shomething to patch the time. He sings there, sure, did you hear what I shang? What shall I say? Ah, how melodious. Why should end it be melodious? विश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्� 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. Vasantacena in the Bullock Cart, and Stavaraka. I am frightened. It is already noon. I hope, Santshtanaka, 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 a 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 Looks 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 two? 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 Thish your father's cart? That you should enter it first? I own Thish cart. Aye, 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. Mr. Varica, my little shon, my slave, turn the cart around. Does so. Enter, master. Enter's 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, I'll 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 saw विश्वारिक।, मैं लिटल शान, मैं श्लेव, अई आव आव? येस, सर्व। विश्वारिक।, मैं लिटल शान, मैं श्लेव, आव आव आव? येस, सर्व। विश्वारिक।, मैं लिटल शान, मैं श्लेव, आव आव आव? येस, सर्व। Then let us bow our heads at once and go, Like steers whose eyes the falling raindrops daze. In public spots my dignity I show. On high-born dames I hesitate to gaze. In amazement, aside, oh, oh, It is the thorn in my eye, The king's brother in law. Alas, the danger is great, poor woman, My coming hither proves as fruitless This has 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, Shoe? 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 force? While the witch is chewing him with her eyes? looking at him with her teeth. I, I'll make my escapé." 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 sansternaka. 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, stop. 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 Masha, the king's brother in law. Aside, it is hard to convert poison into medicine. So be it. Then, aloud. Jackass. This is Vasanticina. Come to visit you. Heaven forbid. Gleefully, oh, oh, to visit me, an Arishhtakrat, 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, Mama 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 wist. Upon fish-head she dared to plant her feet. Like jackals on the carrion they meet. Stavarica. You slave. Where did you... विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली विली वि Are you? Those are my bullocks you, redriving. Get out! Get out! You slave! Get out! Get out! Truly, you honour me when you say that I came to see Charo Ditta. Now what must be, must be. These hands of mine, ten finger nailie, these hands show lot or shleiffie. A riching anxious Anxious girl to dally with you and in a jiffy eye, Uldrag your sweetness by the hair from the cart wherein you ride, As did Jattayou Bali's fair, the monkey Bali's bride. 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! Vasantasina! Vasantasina alights 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! Aloud! Well! Sure! What do you want? a cloak with fringes hanging down an all, tied with a hundred SHT rings, or good ragu, to make you SH-Mack your greedy lips and call Chu-Hoo, Chu-Hoo, Chuckoo, Chu-Hoo, Chu-Hoo. Well, do me a favor. Certainly. Anything. Unless it be a sin. There's not a smell of a shin in it, sure. Not a perfume. Speak, then. Murder Vesantasina. Stopping his ears. Attend a lady. Gem of this our city. A courtesan whose love was 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 sheedies. 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 light. 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 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-hervance. 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 fish, 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 reached and keep out of my way. Yes, master. To Vasantasina. Madam, I have no further power. Exit. Goards 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, Rhee here, 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's a pledge that I'll execute. Are you honest? Honch. 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. Fish-old 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. Vesantasina, my love, my love, come. Yes, he has turned lover. Good. I am content. I will go. Exit. Aye, I'll give you gold. Aye, I'll call you sweet. My turbaned head adores your feet. Why not love me, my clean-toothed girl? Why worship such a pauper churl? How can you ask? Thank you. शिबाविश्वाविश्वाविमर्शक रेक। O base and vile, O wretch! What more, why tempt me now with golden power? The honey-loving bees adore, The pure and stainless lotus flower. Though poverty may strike a good man low, Peculiar honour waits upon his woe, And, tea is the glory of a cortisan, To set her love upon an honest man. And I, who have loved the mango tree, I cannot cling to the locus tree. Wensch, you make that poor little charudata into a mango tree. And me you call a loquish tree. Not even an acacia. That's the way you abuse me. And even yet you remember charudata. 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. Or speak, or speak again these words that do me honor. 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 whes a demon's shape? The kingly deity of wind and rain, the off-shring of the Pandu princes 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, Shoa'in tend to throttle thee, as did Jattayu 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 SH peak that Rashgals name even yet? He seizes her by the throat. Remember him. Wench. Die. Wench. He strangles her. Visantasina loses consciousness, and falls motionless. Gleefully. Fishbashgit full of shin. Fish wench. Fishfowler bowed 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 Cita in the barata. She lies. Ah, mother mine. How prittly she dies. She would not love me. Though I loved the wench. I shore the empty garden. Set the snare. And frightened her. and made the poor girl blench. My brother, oh, my father, fish is where you missed the s-height of heroism s-h-t out. Your brother and your shonheir gloss honed out into a man like Mother Drowparty. 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-e-s-h-day and wait. He does so. 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. O 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 Vasantacina was an evil omen. Oh, heaven grant that all may yet be well. He approaches Sansternaka. Jackass, I have persuaded your servant Stavarakka to return. How do you do, sure? Stavaraka, my little shon, 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 दीएश्ट। वेल, शी वेंच शाथ। शो दे अई शी वेंट नोच दिश नोंशंच मैं हाट इस नोट सतपटषाट। शीग दे च्रूथ अछि। वेर बाए यो लेड, शो, और मैं औन फीट। 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 Sanzthunnika, 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. Vasantacina. The stream of courtesy is dried away, and happiness to her own landoth 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 Vesanticina, 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. A curse upon you, yours and yours only, be the deed. Heaven avert the omen. Sansternaka 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, Vasantesina. When thou Sweet maid Art born again? Be not a courtesan reborn, but in a house which sinless men, and virtuous, and good, adorn. First you murder Vasantasena 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 Shavalaka, Shandanaka, and the rest? Exit. Go to hell. Well. little shonsta varica. 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 them back again. But the reached of the time they are yours." They should be worn only विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्� But first I, I'll take a look at her. Is she dead? Or shall I murder her again? He looks at Visantasina. Dead as a doornail. Good. I, I'll cover her with fish cloak. No. It has my name on it. Shome home shman 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. pauses to reflect. Good. I, I'll do it this way. I, I'll go to court at once. And there I, I'll lodge a complaint. I, I'll say that the merchant Charudatta enticed Vercanticina into my old garden Pushpa Corander. And killed her for her money. Yesh! Charudatta must be slaughtered now. And I, I'll invent the plan. pity. The sacrificing of a sinless cow is cruel in the kindish-tarted city. Now I am ready to go. He starts to go away, but perceives something that frightens him. Goodness gracious me. Wherever I go, fish-damned monk comes with his yellow robes. I board 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 escapay? He looks about. Ah ha! I'll jump over the wall where it is half fallen down. And escapay 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." hurriedly the Buddhist monk, Ex Shampua. 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 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. Vasantasina begins to recover consciousness and stretches out her hand. Ah! 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 Yanda 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 Rex. If kingdoms fall or stand, for heaven is in the hollow of his hand. Ex-Aunt. Enter a beetle. The magistrates said to me, Come, beetle, 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 fanica, 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 Here is S. Hometime's done uptight. You she. In locks. Or curls. It hangs my forehead o'er. Shometime's. T is matted. S. Hometime's 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. 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 Vasanticina 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, Ull go in. He enters and looks about. Well, here are the sheets. All arranged. While I, M. waiting for the Magish traits. 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. Guiled Warden and Clerk. We await your bidding. your bidding. A 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 offences from judicial eyes. This side and that exaggerate a thing. Until 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? विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक ना For the judge must be learned and skilled in tracing fraud's sly path, and eloquent, insensible to wrath, to friend, foe. Kinsmen 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 to 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 beetle, 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. I, 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 Sans Thanika. 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 Palakka, my shishter's husband. And I, I'll tell my shishter 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 Sansphanaka's words. This fool might do anything. My good man, tell him to come hither, that his suit will be considered. Approaching Sans Thanika, 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 shcar, ed. Whatever 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, 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, I'll sit here. विचार-विमर्चना, 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, कविता, कविता, कविता, क 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 shish'da'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 see 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. Shumbadies unworthy shun enticed her into the old garden push-parkiranda when it was empty. And for a mere trifle, for her money. S.H. strangled Vasantesina 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? Guildwarden and clerk, write 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. a man that swallows a cake of rice and milk in a hurry. Well, I'll get out of it, fishway. Aloud. 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 Verzanticina'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 gentleman. 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 अविशार-विमर्शक रेक। अविशार-विमर्शक रेक। अविशार-विमर्शक रेक। अविशार-विमर्शक रेक। अविशार-विमर्शक रेक। अविशार-विमर्शक रेक। अविशार-विमर्शक रेक। अविशार-विमर्शक रेक। You incur no fault. Speak. What? The conduct of the case? If that is so, then listen. Worthy gentlemen. There lives in the merchant's quarter the grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta, the son of Sagara Datta, 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 Charudatta. It is no sin for Charudatta to be her friend. The conduct of this case demands the presence of Charudatta. Exactly. Dana-Datta. Write as the first article in the case. Vasantasina went to the house of Charodata. But must we summon the worthy Charodata also? No. The conduct of the case summons him. Go, my good beetle. 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 Honor. He goes out, then returns with Charadatta. 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 seized 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. Apprehensively. And what means this? Hear 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-tongued 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. 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 advisors? 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. some. आजि नेविचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। Who's great? Wide-open-dye Frank Candershows 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 beetle. 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. 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 Curtis and 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 Charudatta. 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 pushpuck around her, and was SH-trangled for her money. Now will you say that she went home? Man, you are crazy, the very clouds of heaven wetknot you. Your lips are like the blue jays wingtip worn. Yes, fullers 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 Charudatta 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-sheword? Away. You fool. Illiterate. You gloss the sacred law, and still your tongue uninjured find. The midday विचार-विमर्शक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक न 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! In 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! 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 bullet 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, they 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 Visantasina was in it and was on her way to have a good time in the old garden pushpark around her. Lished into that, too. This moon, alas, though spotless bright, is now eclipsed and robbed of light. The bank is fallen. The waves appear. unfold. 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. Alas 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 in securely stands. As some pour 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, Let's 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 hear so lovely lo- नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक 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. Show 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 Vasantasena, That he might bring me tidings of her, and might It restore the jewels which she gave my child. To buy him a toy cart. Why then does he linger? Enter Maitreya with the gems. Charadatta bade me go to Vasantasena to return her jewels, and he said to me, Maitreya, Vasantasena adorned my dear Rhoasena 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. restore them to her. So now I will go to Vasantasina'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 Ujaini 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. Sans Thanaka, you libertine, you slanderer, you buffoon, you gilded monkey. Say it before me, this friend of mine doesnt 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. As crooked as your heart. angrily, lished into that, gentlemen, I have a quarrel, or a lawsuit, with charudata, what रव्ट्रायत आजिद आविप्ट 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 आप आप आप आ� आ� आ� � 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. at the casket. Tuva Santicina's mother. Madam, pray examine this golden casket attentively to see whether it be the same or not. Examinin the casket. It is similar, but not the same. Oh, you old board. You confess 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 artists mined 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 Sharodata? 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 scythe I boast my birth. And sin in me was never found. Yet if suspicion deents 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 Charudatta. Beedle. We must do as the king's brother-in-law says. Guardsmen. Lay hold on this chariodata. The guardsmen do so. Be merciful. Good gentlemen. Be merciful. She repeats what she had said before. Beginning. When the golden casket. विश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्वाश्� Oh, my child, my son! Exit weeping! Aside! Aye, vey done shomething worthy of my shelf. Now aye, 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 Vasantasina 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 they're impaled, and whoever else shall commit such a crime, shall be punished with the like dreadful doom. Oh! How wanton is this act of King Palakka! Nevertheless, although his counsellors may plunge a king into injustice, danger's 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 crows 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 liveeth he. You're on Rohasena 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 Rohasena for a single moment. I will, it is but fitting. My good Beedle, remove this man. The Beedle 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 words, 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 brahmin's frame, more could I not desire. You trust a foreman, slay me thus, tea is well, with sons, and sun's sons, now you plunge to hell. I come, I come, and ominous. Enter Charodata, accompanied by two headsmen. Then think no longer of the pain. In just a second you, LLB slain. We understand the fashions 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 torn. My wreath appalling, for ghastly sacrifice horse ravens calling. 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, upon this kindly tree. Come. शरीडदाता, कम। इंकलक्लबाल आदवेश अफ्य। destiny. That I am come to such a plight. Red marks of hands in sandal paste. O'er all my body have been placed. The man, with meal and powder strewn, 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 deaths pour 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, Goes to his death at fates behest. Does heaven thus weep that he must die? Does lightning paint the cloudless sky? Go ha, man, the heaven weeps not that he must die, 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 us intently, mournfully, these women, in their palaces who stay. From half-shut windows peering, thus lament, alas for Charu Ditta, woe the day, quote, and petty streaming eyes on me are bent. Come, Charu Dutta, come. Here is the place of proclamation. Beat the drum and proclaim the sentence. Listen. Good people. Listen. This is the noble Sharudatta, 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 side. 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. By Santa Cena. Oh, my beloved. From thy dear lips. That vied 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-binding. But friends prove faithless when good fortune ends. They are out of the way. The street is cleared. Lead on the condemned criminal. नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। know that all thy childish games are played in vain. Thou, playlist, heedless of another's pain, Ux 29. My Father, O my friend. Listen, mournfully, you are a leader in your own caste. I would beg a favour at your hands. From our hands you would receive a favour. forbidden, 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 Rojasena. 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, my Tria, Monfily, ah, woe is me, long, too long, shall I thirst in wean. 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 God. Ah, this at least is mine. The precious God that Brahmins hold is unadorned with pearls and gold. Yet, girth therewith, they sacrifice to God's above and Father's hold. He gives Rohasena the cord. Come, Charidata. Come, man. Do you name the noble Charu Datta'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. Shallow reproaches bow his head. Although So eclipse may seize the moon. We worship while it seems but dead. Oh, headsman, where are you leading my father? My darling, about my neck my 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 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 spare 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. Out my neck my needs must wear. The oley 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 Charada go free, and kill me instead. विचार-विमर्शक रेक। अछि। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। अछि। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। And pity streaming eyes on me are 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 fear, My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed. How can I, helpless, taste that poison dread, To drink shame's poisoned cup? How can I bear? Proclaim the sentence again, man, Go-ha does so. So lowly fallen, Till shame my virtues blur, Till such an ending seem not lost. But gain, yet o'er my heart there creeps a saddening 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. I wretched that I am. Who carried Vasantasina 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 gentlemen! Listen! It was I, wretch that I am! Who carried Vasantasina to the Old Garden pushpacker Randa? she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master, Samstonaka, 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 rainless 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 beaded. 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 with rice cakes plain and rice with treacle." He listens. The headspins' 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, Charudatta, is being led to the place of execution. आव मुष्ट गो औन शी अटुट। तिस आग्टा लावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावा 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 a 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. 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 us go 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 Staviraka, this honest man. Fearfully, aside, merciful heavens, Why did enti-chain that slave Stavarica fast? Why? He was a witness of my crime. He reflects. I, I'll do it, Thishway. Allowed. Lies. Lies. Good gentlemen, 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 Stavarica a bracelet. And whispers, Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, take fish and shay shome thing different. Take it, look, gentlemen, look, why, he is trying to bribe me with gold. Snatches the bracelet from him. That is 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, just 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. Mawnfully. Noble Charodata. I have no further power. He falls at Charodata's feet. Mawnfully. Rise. Rise. Blind 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. Yesh, 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 fri- नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्च्छ। 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. Roacina does the same, weeping. Look here. Did Enti tell you to kill Charodata? And his shan, too? At this? Charodata betrays fear. We haven't any orders from the king to kill Charudatta and his son. 2. Run away. Boy, run away. They drive Rojasena away. Here is the third place of proclamation. Beat the drum. They proclaim the sentence again. Aside. But the citizens don't believe it. Allowed. 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. Sanstanaka repeats his words. Men of my own city. A scoundrel 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. Aux, 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, Al-Jash-Tshih-Charadatta killed. He walks about, gazing. Well, well, he shut down. Are you frightened? नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप नाटक आप ना 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. Vasantasena, 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? Enter, in great agitation, Vasantacina and the Buddhist monk. Strange! My monkish life did me yeoman service when it proved necessary to comfort Vasantacina, so untimely worried, and to lead her on her way. Sister in Buddha, with a shall I lead you? To the noble Charuditta's 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 to molt that I hear on the King's highway. Looking before her. Why? There is a great crowd of people before us. Pray find out. Sir, what it means? All would she any tips to one side? As if the earth bore an uneven load. And here is the last place of proclamation. the drum. Proclaim the sentence. They do so. Now, Sharudatta, wait, don't be frightened. You will be killed very quickly. Ye blessed gods. Listen's. In terror. Sister in Buddha, Sharudatta is being led to his death for murdering In terror, alas, for my wretched sake the noble Charodatta put to death. Quick, quick, oh, let me dither. Hason. Oh, Hason, sister in Buddha, to comfort the noble Charodatta while he yet lives. Make way, gentlemen. Make way. Make way, make way. 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 Sharudatta. Lie flat and be quiet. With one stroke we will kill you and send you to heaven. Sharudatta 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 Charodata is not to die. Have 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 Charudatta. Though slandered by a cruel feat, and stained by men of high estate, if... विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। Hold, hold. Good gentleman, I am the wretch for whose sake he is put to death. Perceiving her. Who is the woman with the streaming hair? That smites her 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. Anxiously withdrawing. Vasantasina, at least, we did not kill an innocent man. Rising. Thank heaven. Charodatta 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 Ver Santicina. 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 Vassanticina? 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 Vazanta Sina'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 rescued be. Was her form to another given? Is this that other she? rises tearfully and falls at his feet. O 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 la, 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 has she come to slay my fears? Like heavenly magic spell, Vasant Asena, O, my beloved, unto my body, whence the life was fleeting. And all for thee, thou newest life to give. Oh, 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. 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, Hell's 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. hearing that I had been your s- विश्वावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावावा� and victory may Catechia see who crowned her smote and 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 Huridli-Sharvalaka. 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 Dattalife 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 Ariaka 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 Charodata! Who are you, sir? I forced your house in Manabase, 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 Ariyaka, to save his family and name, has slain the wretched Palakka, a victim at the altar's flame. What say you? T was your cart, helped him on his way. Who sought the shelter of your name? He slew King Palakka today. A victim at the altar's flame. Shravilka, did you set free that Aryaka whom Palakka took from his hamlet and confined without cause in the tower? I did. This is indeed most welcome tidings. Scarcely was your friend Aryaka 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, Shavulaka. Sir, King Ariyaka 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 Sanztonaka, 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 earth, as if they, de-found a naughty cur. He looks about him. They crowd around me. Though I, M.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 Shuppliant. He approaches. Noble Charodata. Protect me. me. He falls at his feet. Noble Sharudatta, leave him to us. Let us kill him. To Charudatta, O Helper of the Helpless, protect me. Mercifully, yes, yes, he who seeks protection shall be safe. Impatiently, confound him. Take him away from Sharudatta. To Sharudatta, 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! Masha'a! 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?" Vasantasena takes the garland of death from Charu Datta's neck, and throws it upon Sannsternaka. 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 virtue's even worth. Granted my enemy his abject suit. Friend Ariyaka destroyed his foreman's root. rules a king war all this dead fast earth, this dear loved maiden is at last mine gone. 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. 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. Epilogue may kind yield streaming milk. The earth her grain, and may the heaven give never-failing rain. The windswoft happiness to all that breeds. And all that lives, live free from every pain. Gods of righteousness me brahman's tread, And high esteem their high deserving wed, Make kings injustice, ways be ever led, And earth, submissive, bend her grateful head. Excellent Omnis.

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