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Part 10 · VIDEHA MITHILA MAITHILI DISCUSSION CRITICISM SERIES PART 10
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  1. 0:02–0:04तो लित्ल क्लेगात अग्लिष श्डज्स्ग्रिट प्रपेर्द फ्रम्द नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2. 0:04–0:06अग्लिष श्वाविमर्शक रेक।
  3. 0:06–0:08अग्लिष श्वाविमर्विमर्शक रेक।
  4. 0:38–0:42brother-in-law of King Pala Ka
  5. 0:42–0:47STHAVARAKA, his servant
  6. 0:47–0:52another servant of SANSTHANAKA
  7. 0:52–0:54a courtier
  8. 0:54–0:59AROIAKA, a herdsman who becomes king
  9. 0:59–1:06SHARVARAKA, a Brahmin, in love with MADANIKA
  10. 1:06–1:10a Shampua, who becomes a Buddhist monk
  11. 1:10–1:14Mathura, a gambling master
  12. 1:14–1:18D-A-R-D-U-R-A-K-A, a gambler
  13. 1:18–1:20another gambler
  14. 1:20–1:24K-A-R-N-A-P-U-R-A-K-A
  15. 1:24–1:29Kumbilaka servants of V-A-S-A-N-T-A-S-E-N-A
  16. 1:29–1:34V-I-R-A-K-A, Shandanaka policeman
  17. 1:34–1:39G-O-H-A-A-H-I-N-T-A-Hedsman
  18. 1:39–1:43Bastard Pages, in Vasantasina's house
  19. 1:43–1:48A Judge, a Guildwarden, a Clerk, and a Beedle
  20. 1:48–1:53V-A-S-A-N-T-A-S-E-N-A, a courtesan
  21. 1:53–1:55Her mother
  22. 1:55–2:01M-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, made to V-A-S-A-N-T-A-S-E-N-A
  23. 2:01–2:16Another made to VASAN TASENA, the wife of C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A, R-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, are made in Charu Datta's house.
  24. 2:16–2:19S-E-T-T-I-N-G
  25. 2:19–2:25U-J-J-A-Y-I-N-I, called also a Vanti, and its environs.
  26. 2:25–2:29P-R-O-L-O-G-U-E
  27. 2:29–2:32benediction upon the audience.
  28. 2:32–2:35His bended knees, the knotted girdle holds,
  29. 2:35–2:39fashioned by doubling of a serpent's folds.
  30. 2:39–2:41His sensitive organs.
  31. 2:41–2:43So he checks his breath.
  32. 2:43–2:47Unnumbed, till consciousness seems sunk in death.
  33. 2:47–2:49Within himself.
  34. 2:49–2:50With eye of truth.
  35. 2:50–2:51He sees.
  36. 2:51–2:53The all-soul.
  37. 2:53–2:55Free from all activities.
  38. 2:55–2:56May his.
  39. 2:56–3:01May Shiva's meditation be your strong defense.
  40. 3:01–3:07On the Great Self thinks he, knowing full well the world's vacuity.
  41. 3:07–3:12And again, May Shiva's neck shield you from every harm.
  42. 3:12–3:15That seems a threatening thunder cloud.
  43. 3:15–3:16Where on?
  44. 3:16–3:18Bright as the lightning flash.
  45. 3:18–3:21Lies Gauri's arm.
  46. 3:21–3:23Enough of this tedious work.
  47. 3:23–3:27Which fritters away the interest of the audience?
  48. 3:27–3:33Let me then most reverently salute the honourable gentleman, and announce our intention to produce
  49. 3:33–3:36a drama called, The Little Clay Cart.
  50. 3:36–3:43Its author was a man who vied with elephants in lordly grace, whose eyes were those of
  51. 3:43–3:47the Chakora bird that feeds on moonbeams.
  52. 3:47–3:51Glorious his face as the full moon.
  53. 3:51–3:57His person, all have heard, was altogether lovely, first in worth.
  54. 3:57–4:04Among the twice-born was this poet, known as Shudraka far over all the earth.
  55. 4:04–4:12His virtues depth, unfathomed and alone, and again, the Samaveda, the Rigveda II, the
  56. 4:12–4:14science mathematical.
  57. 4:14–4:15He knew.
  58. 4:15–4:22The arts were in fair courtesans' excel, and all the law of elephants as well.
  59. 4:22–4:26Through Shiva's grace, his eye was never dim.
  60. 4:26–4:29He saw his son a king in place of him.
  61. 4:29–4:36The difficult horse sacrifice he tried successfully entered the fiery tide.
  62. 4:36–4:44100 years and 10 days old and died and yet again eager for battle.
  63. 4:44–4:50determined foe of scholars chief. Who to the Vader cling? Rich in the riches that
  64. 4:50–4:59aesthetics know. Glad, gains the foeman's elephant to show. His valour. Such was Shudraka.
  65. 4:59–5:00The kid
  66. 5:00–5:30विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्
  67. 5:30–5:38of love's pure festival in these two hearts, of prudent acts, a lawsuit's wrong and hate,
  68. 5:38–5:43a rascal's nature, and the course of fate.
  69. 5:43–5:50He walks about and looks around him. Why? This music room of ours is empty.
  70. 5:50–5:57I wonder where the actors have gone. Reflecting. Ah, I understand.
  71. 5:57–6:05Empty his house. To whom no child was born. Thrice empty his. Who lacks true friends and
  72. 6:05–6:14sure. Two fools. The world is empty and forlorn. But all that is. Is empty to the poor. I have
  73. 6:14–6:20finished the concert. And I've been practicing so long that the pupils of my eyes are
  74. 6:20–6:25dancing. And I'm so hungry that my eyes are crackling like a lotus seed. Dried
  75. 6:25–6:31up by the fiercest rays of the summer sun. I'll just call my wife and ask whether there
  76. 6:31–6:39is anything for breakfast or not. Hello? Here I am, but no. Both the particular occasion
  77. 6:39–6:46and the general custom demand that I speak prakrit. Speaking in prakrit. Confound it.
  78. 6:46–6:51I've been practicing so long and I'm so hungry that my limbs are as weak as dried
  79. 6:51–6:57up lotus stalks. Suppose I go home and see whether my good wife has got anything ready
  80. 6:57–7:05or not. He walks about and looks around him. Here I am at home. I'll just go in. He enters
  81. 7:05–7:11and looks about. Merciful heavens! Why in the world is everything in our house turned
  82. 7:11–7:18upside down? A long stream of rice water is flowing down the street. The ground,
  83. 7:18–7:24black where the iron kettle has been rubbed clean, is as lovely as a girl with the beauty
  84. 7:24–7:30marks of black cosmetic on her face. It smells so good that my hunger seems to blaze up and
  85. 7:30–7:37hurts me more than ever. Has some hidden treasure come to light? Or am I hungry enough to think
  86. 7:37–7:43the whole world is made of rice? There surely isn't any breakfast in our house. And
  87. 7:43–7:47and I'm starved to death. But everything seems top-sight of E here.
  88. 7:47–7:50One girl is preparing cosmetics.
  89. 7:51–7:53Another is weaving garlands of flowers.
  90. 7:54–7:56Reflecting. What does it all mean?
  91. 7:57–8:00Well, I'll call my good wife and learn the truth.
  92. 8:01–8:03He looks toward the dressing room.
  93. 8:03–8:06Mistress. Will you come here a moment?
  94. 8:08–8:09Enter an actress.
  95. 8:10–8:12Here I am, sir.
  96. 8:13–8:15You are very welcome, Mistress.
  97. 8:16–8:19Command me, sir. What am I to do?
  98. 8:20–8:28Mistress. I've been practicing so long and I'm so hungry that my limbs are as weak as dried up lotus stalks.
  99. 8:28–8:31Is there anything to eat in the house or not?
  100. 8:32–8:34There's everything, sir.
  101. 8:35–8:36Well, what?
  102. 8:36–8:46For instance, there's rice with sugar, melted butter, curdled milk, rice, and all together.
  103. 8:46–8:53It makes you a dish fit for heaven. May the gods always be thus gracious to you.
  104. 8:53–8:56All that in our house? Or are you joking?
  105. 8:56–9:04Aside. Yes, I will have my joke. Allowed. It's in the marketplace, sir.
  106. 9:04–9:12Angrily, you wretched woman, thus shall your own hope be cut off, and death shall find you out.
  107. 9:12–9:21For my expectations, like a scaffolding, have been raised so high, only to fall again.
  108. 9:21–9:26Forgive me, sir, forgive me. It was only a joke.
  109. 9:26–9:30But what do these unusual preparations mean?
  110. 9:30–9:35One girl is preparing cosmetics, another is weaving garlands,
  111. 9:35–9:41and the very ground is adorned with sacrificial flowers of five different colors.
  112. 9:41–9:44This is a fast day, sir.
  113. 9:44–9:46What fast?
  114. 9:46–9:49The fast for a handsome husband.
  115. 9:49–9:53In this world, mistress, or the next?
  116. 9:53–9:55In the next world, sir.
  117. 9:56–9:57Rathfully.
  118. 9:57–9:59Gentlemen, look at this.
  119. 10:00–10:30विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्�
  120. 10:30–10:38angry with you. Then you will be parted, as surely as the scented hair of some young bride.
  121. 10:38–10:44Don't be angry. Sir, it is only that I may have you in the next world that I celebrate
  122. 10:44–10:48this fast. She falls at his feet.
  123. 10:48–10:54Stand up, mistress, and tell me who is to officiate at this fast.
  124. 10:54–10:58Some brahmin of our own sort whom we must invite.
  125. 10:58–11:04You may go then. And I will invite some Brahmin of our own sort.
  126. 11:04–11:08Very well, sir. Exit.
  127. 11:08–11:14Walking about. Good heavens. In this rich city of Ujjaini, how am I to find a Brahmin
  128. 11:14–11:22of our own sort? He looks about him. Ah. Here comes Charu Datta's friend, Maitreya.
  129. 11:22–11:24Good. I'll ask him.
  130. 11:24–11:29My Traeha, you must be the first to break bread in our house today.
  131. 11:29–11:34You must invite some other Brahmin. I am busy.
  132. 11:34–11:42But, man, the feast is set and you have it all to yourself. Besides, you shall have a present.
  133. 11:42–11:47I said no once. Why should you keep on urging me?
  134. 11:47–11:51He says no. Well, I must invite some other Brahmin
  135. 11:53–11:55Exit
  136. 11:55–12:00End of the prologue
  137. 12:00–12:03Enter with a cloak in his hand, May Traya
  138. 12:04–12:11You must invite some other Brahmin. I am busy and yet I really ought to be seeking invitations from a stranger. Oh
  139. 12:12–12:14What a wretched state of affairs
  140. 12:14–12:20When good charada was still wealthy, I used to eat my fill of the most deliciously fragrant
  141. 12:20–12:22sweetmeats.
  142. 12:22–12:27Prepared day and night with the greatest of care, I would sit at the door of the courtyard,
  143. 12:27–12:30where I was surrounded by hundreds of dishes.
  144. 12:30–12:35And there, like a painter with his paint boxes, I would simply touch them with my fingers
  145. 12:35–12:37and thrust them aside.
  146. 12:37–12:41I would stand chewing my cud like a bull in the city market.
  147. 12:41–12:45And now he is so poor that I have to run here.
  148. 12:45–12:49There and everywhere and come home like the pigeons.
  149. 12:49–12:52Only to roost now here is this jasmine scented cloak.
  150. 12:52–12:56Which Charada's good friend Jirnavrida has sent him.
  151. 12:56–12:58He bade me give it to Charada.
  152. 12:58–13:01As soon as he had finished his devotions.
  153. 13:01–13:03So now I will look for Charada.
  154. 13:03–13:06He walks about and looks around him.
  155. 13:06–13:08Charada has finished his devotions.
  156. 13:08–13:14And here he comes with an offering for the divinities of the house.
  157. 13:14–13:19Enter Charudatta as described, and Radhanika.
  158. 13:19–13:22Looking up and sighing virally.
  159. 13:22–13:27Upon my threshold, where the offering, was straightway seized by swans and flocking
  160. 13:27–13:29cranes.
  161. 13:29–13:33The grass grows now, and these poor seeds I fling.
  162. 13:33–13:38Fall where the mouth of worms their sweetness stains.
  163. 13:38–13:43He walks about very slowly and seats himself.
  164. 13:43–13:44Maitreya.
  165. 13:44–13:46Sharudatta is here.
  166. 13:46–13:48I must go and speak to him.
  167. 13:48–13:50Approaching.
  168. 13:50–13:52My greetings to you.
  169. 13:52–13:54May happiness be yours.
  170. 13:54–13:58Ah, it is my constant friend Maitreya.
  171. 13:58–14:00You are very welcome, my friend.
  172. 14:00–14:03Pre-be seated.
  173. 14:03–14:04Thank you.
  174. 14:04–14:05He seats himself.
  175. 14:05–14:07Well, comrade.
  176. 14:07–14:11Here is a jasmine scented cloak which your good friend Jirnavrita has sent.
  177. 14:11–14:16He bade me give it you as soon as you had finished your devotions.
  178. 14:16–14:20He presents the cloak, Charada takes it and remains sunk in thought.
  179. 14:20–14:23Well, what are you thinking about?
  180. 14:23–14:29My good friend, a candle shining through the deepest dark, is happiness that follows
  181. 14:29–14:31sorrow's strife.
  182. 14:31–14:35But after bliss when man bears sorrow's mark.
  183. 14:35–14:38His body lives a very death in life.
  184. 14:38–14:42Well, which would you rather, be dead or be poor?
  185. 14:42–14:48Ah, my friend, far better death than sorrow's show and slow.
  186. 14:48–14:51Some passing suffering from death may flow.
  187. 14:51–14:55But poverty brings never ending woe.
  188. 14:55–14:58My dear friend, be not thus cast down.
  189. 14:58–15:00Their wealth has been conveyed to the media.
  190. 15:00–15:30नाटक 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 आप आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ�
  191. 15:30–15:37spent attracts no more. Oh, can found the money it is a trifle not worth thinking
  192. 15:37–15:42about it is like a cattle boy in the woods afraid of wasps it doesn't stay
  193. 15:42–15:48anywhere where it is used for food believe me friend my sorrow does not
  194. 15:48–15:55spring from simple loss of gold for fortune is a fickle changing thing whose
  195. 15:55–16:00whose favours do not hold, but he whose some time wealth has taken wing.
  196. 16:00–16:03Finds bosom friends grow cold.
  197. 16:03–16:07Then too, a poor man is a man ashamed.
  198. 16:07–16:11From shame, springs want of dignity and worthy fame.
  199. 16:11–16:15Such want gives rise to insults hard to bear.
  200. 16:15–16:23Then scums despondency, and thence, despair, despair breeds folly, death is folly's
  201. 16:23–16:24fruit are.
  202. 16:24–16:27The lack of money is all evil's root.
  203. 16:27–16:33But just remember what a trifle money is, after all, and be more cheerful.
  204. 16:33–16:38My friend, the poverty of a man is to him a home of cares.
  205. 16:38–16:41A shame that haunts the mind.
  206. 16:41–16:44Another form of warfare with mankind.
  207. 16:44–16:46The abhorrence of his friends.
  208. 16:46–16:52A source of hate, from strangers, and from each one's loving mate.
  209. 16:52–16:57But if his wife despise him, then, Tewa meet.
  210. 16:57–17:00In some lone wood to seek a safe retreat.
  211. 17:00–17:08The flame of sorrow, torturing his soul, burns fiercely, yet contrives to leave him whole.
  212. 17:08–17:13Comrade, I have made my offering to the divinities of the house.
  213. 17:13–17:18Do you two go and offer sacrifice to the divine mothers at a place where four roads
  214. 17:18–17:19meet?
  215. 17:19–17:20No.
  216. 17:20–17:21No.
  217. 17:21–17:24Why not?
  218. 17:24–17:28Because the gods are not gracious to you even when thus honored.
  219. 17:28–17:31So what is the use of worshipping?
  220. 17:31–17:34Not so, my friend, not so.
  221. 17:34–17:37This is the constant duty of a householder.
  222. 17:37–17:45The gods feel ever glad content in the gifts and the self-chastisement, the meditations
  223. 17:45–17:50and the prayers of those who banish worldly cares.
  224. 17:50–17:52Why then do you hesitate?
  225. 17:52–17:56Go and offer sacrifice to the mothers."
  226. 17:56–17:58No, I'm not going.
  227. 17:58–18:00You must send somebody else.
  228. 18:00–18:03Anyway, everything seems to go wrong with me.
  229. 18:03–18:05Poor Brahmin that I am.
  230. 18:05–18:07It's like a reflection in a mirror.
  231. 18:07–18:12The right side becomes the left, and the left becomes the right.
  232. 18:12–18:18Besides, at this hour of the evening, people are abroad upon the king's highway, courtesans,
  233. 18:18–18:25Courtiers, servants, and royal favourites, they will take me now for fair pray, just as the
  234. 18:25–18:29black snake-out frog hunting snaps up the mouse in his path.
  235. 18:29–18:31But what will you do sitting here?
  236. 18:31–18:37Good then, remain, and I will finish my devotions.
  237. 18:37–18:41Stop, Vasanticina, stop!
  238. 18:41–18:48Vasantacina, pursued by the courtier, by Sanztonaka, and the servant.
  239. 18:48–18:57Vasantacina. Stop. Stop. Ah. Why should fear transform your tenderness? Why should the dainty
  240. 18:57–19:05feet feel such distress? That twinkle in the dance so prettily. Why should your eyes,
  241. 19:05–19:07Thus startled into fear.
  242. 19:07–19:09Dart-side long looks.
  243. 19:09–19:10Why?
  244. 19:10–19:12Like the timid deer.
  245. 19:12–19:14Before pursuing hunters.
  246. 19:14–19:16Should you flee?
  247. 19:16–19:17Stop.
  248. 19:17–19:18Vesantasina.
  249. 19:18–19:20SH top.
  250. 19:20–19:21Wife flee.
  251. 19:21–19:22And run.
  252. 19:22–19:25And SH tumble in your turning.
  253. 19:25–19:26Be kind.
  254. 19:26–19:28You shall not die.
  255. 19:28–19:29Oh.
  256. 19:29–19:30SH top your feet.
  257. 19:30–19:31With love.
  258. 19:31–19:33Sweet girl.
  259. 19:33–19:38My tortured heart is burning, as on a heap of coals a piece of meat.
  260. 19:38–19:46Stop, courtesan, stop, in fear you flee, away from me, as a summer peahen should.
  261. 19:46–19:53But my lord and master struts fast and faster, like a woodcock in the wood.
  262. 19:53–19:59Va Santicina, stop, stop, why should you tremble?
  263. 19:59–20:00you flee.
  264. 20:00–20:18अगिवा 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.
  265. 20:18–20:19Wentz.
  266. 20:19–20:20Smiton.
  267. 20:20–20:23Drops of crimson stream.
  268. 20:23–20:24Stop.
  269. 20:24–20:25Vesantasina.
  270. 20:25–20:27SH Top.
  271. 20:27–20:31You wake my passion, my desire, my love.
  272. 20:31–20:34You drive away my shall be in bed at night.
  273. 20:34–20:37Both fear and tearishing your heart to move.
  274. 20:37–20:41You trip an SH tumble in your head long flight.
  275. 20:41–20:44But Ravana forced Kunti to his will.
  276. 20:44–20:47Just show shall I enjoy you to the fill.
  277. 20:47–20:57Ah! Vasantacena! Why should your fleet of flight Outstrip my flying feet? Why? Like a snake in fright,
  278. 20:57–21:06Before the bird kings might, Thus seek to flee, My sweet! Could I not catch the storm wind in his flight,
  279. 21:06–21:14Yet would not seize upon you, Though I might? Sansternaca! Lished unto me! Sure!
  280. 21:14–21:38Thish whip of robber love. Thish dancing girl. Eater of fish. Destroyer of her kin. Thish schnoob nose. Stubborn. Love box. Cortison. Thish clothesline. Wanton creature. Made of sin I gave her ten sweet names. And still, she will not bend her to my will.
  281. 21:38–21:44Kautya. As Kautya's fingers strike, the loots tense string.
  282. 21:44–21:51The dancing earring smites your wounded cheek. Why should you flee? With dreadful tear a
  283. 21:51–21:55week. As flees the crane when heaven's thunders ring.
  284. 21:55–22:00Sants. Your jingling gems. Girl.
  285. 22:00–22:04Clink like anything. Like Draupadi you flee.
  286. 22:04–22:07When Rama kishtha. I'll sheeze you quick.
  287. 22:07–22:15As once the monkey king, shized subhadra, vishvavassu's sweet shishtha, servant.
  288. 22:15–22:17He's the royal protege.
  289. 22:17–22:23Do whatever he may say, and you shall have good fish and flesh to eat.
  290. 22:23–22:29For when dogs have all the fish and the flesh that they can wish, even carrion seems to
  291. 22:29–22:31them no longer sweet.
  292. 22:31–22:32Cortia.
  293. 22:32–22:35Mistress Vasanticina.
  294. 22:35–22:38The girdle drooping low upon your hips.
  295. 22:38–22:41Flashes as brilliant as the shining stars.
  296. 22:41–22:44The wondrous terror of your fleeing Mars.
  297. 22:44–22:46Your charms.
  298. 22:46–22:47For Red Realgar.
  299. 22:47–22:48Loosened.
  300. 22:48–22:50Slips.
  301. 22:50–22:52As on an imaged god.
  302. 22:52–22:54From cheek and lips.
  303. 22:54–22:55Sants.
  304. 22:55–22:58We're chasing you with all our mane and might.
  305. 22:58–23:02As dogs are jackal when they hunt and find it.
  306. 23:02–23:05But you are quick and nimble in your flight.
  307. 23:05–23:09And sh teal my heart with all the roots that bind it.
  308. 23:09–23:12Palavaka, Parabhratika.
  309. 23:12–23:16Mehta, a man, a man.
  310. 23:16–23:18Don't be a coward.
  311. 23:18–23:21Madhavika, Madhavika.
  312. 23:21–23:23Laughing, fool.
  313. 23:23–23:26She is calling her servants.
  314. 23:26–23:29Masha, is she calling a woman?
  315. 23:29–23:37Why, of course. Women. I kill hundreds of, M. I'm a brave man.
  316. 23:37–23:45Seeing that no one answers. Alas, how comes it that my very servants have fallen away from me?
  317. 23:45–23:49I shall have to defend myself by mother with.
  318. 23:49–23:51Don't stop the search.
  319. 23:51–24:01Shgral, Vasantasena, Shgral for your cuckoo parabritica, or for your Blossom palavaka, or for all the month of May.
  320. 24:01–24:04Who's going to save you when I'm chasing you?
  321. 24:04–24:12Yshpeak of Bimasena, or the Shon of Jamadanyi, that thrice mighty one?
  322. 24:12–24:13The ten-necked ogre?
  323. 24:13–24:15Shon of Kunti fair?
  324. 24:15–24:19Just look at me, my fingers in your hair.
  325. 24:19–24:23Just like Deuzhasana, I'll tear and tear.
  326. 24:23–24:26Look, look, my shwerd is sharp.
  327. 24:26–24:29Goodbye, poor head.
  328. 24:29–24:32Let's chop it off or kill you dead.
  329. 24:32–24:34Then do not try my wrath to shun.
  330. 24:34–24:38When you must die, your life is done.
  331. 24:38–24:41Sir, I am a weak woman.
  332. 24:41–24:44That is why you are still alive.
  333. 24:44–24:47That is why you're not murdered.
  334. 24:47–24:51Aside, oh, his very courtesy frightens me.
  335. 24:51–24:55Thumb, I will try this, aloud.
  336. 24:55–24:58Sir, what do you expect from this pursuit?
  337. 24:58–25:00My jewels?
  338. 25:00–25:02विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  339. 25:02–25:04विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  340. 25:04–25:06विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  341. 25:06–25:08विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  342. 25:08–25:10विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  343. 25:10–25:12विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  344. 25:12–25:14विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  345. 25:14–25:16विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  346. 25:16–25:18विचार-विमर्च्छि।
  347. 25:18–25:20You mushed love me.
  348. 25:20–25:27Indignantly, heavens, you weary me. Come, leave me. Your words are an insult."
  349. 25:27–25:36Laughing and clapping his hands. Look, Masha, look. The courtesan's daughter is mighty affectionate with me.
  350. 25:36–25:44Isn't she? Here she says, come on. Heavens, you're weary. You're tired. No.
  351. 25:44–25:50I haven't been walking to another village or another city. No. Little mistress.
  352. 25:50–25:56I shwear by the gentleman's head. I shwear by my own feet.
  353. 25:56–26:02It's only by chasing about at your heels that I've grown tired and weary."
  354. 26:02–26:08Aside. What? Is it possible that the idiot does not understand when she says,
  355. 26:08–26:10You wary me?
  356. 26:10–26:11Allowed.
  357. 26:11–26:13Vasantasina.
  358. 26:13–26:16Your words have no place in the dwelling of a courtesan.
  359. 26:16–26:21Which, as you know, is friend to every youth.
  360. 26:21–26:24Remember, you are common as the flower
  361. 26:24–26:26that grows beside the road.
  362. 26:26–26:30In bitter truth, your body has its price.
  363. 26:30–26:33Your beauty's dower is his.
  364. 26:33–26:36Who pays the market's current rate?
  365. 26:36–26:41Then serve the man you love and him you hate.
  366. 26:41–26:42And again?
  367. 26:42–26:47The wisest Brahmin and the meanest fool, Bade in the self-same pool.
  368. 26:47–26:55Beneath the peacock, flowering plants bend low, No less beneath the crow, the Brahmin,
  369. 26:55–26:58warrior, merchant.
  370. 26:58–27:01Sail along with all the vulgar throng.
  371. 27:01–27:06You are the pool, the flowering plant, The boat, and on your beauty every man
  372. 27:06–27:13man may do't. Yet true love would be won by virtue, not violence.
  373. 27:13–27:20But, Masha, ever since the slave wench went into the park where Kama's temple stands,
  374. 27:20–27:27she has been in love with a poor man, with Charudatta, and she doesn't love me any more.
  375. 27:27–27:32His house is to the left. Look out and don't let her slip out of our hands.
  376. 27:32–27:49Aside. Poor fool. He has said the very thing he should have concealed. So Vasantasina is in love with Charudatta. The proverb is right. Pearl suits with Pearl. Well, I have had enough of this fool.
  377. 27:49–27:58Allowed. Did you say the good merchant's house was to the left? You jackass. Yes. His house is to the left.
  378. 27:58–28:07Aside, O, wonderful, if his house is really at my left hand, then the scoundrel has helped
  379. 28:07–28:10me in the very act of hurting me.
  380. 28:10–28:13For he has guided me to my law."
  381. 28:13–28:18But Masha, it's pitch dark and it's like hunting for a grain of soot in a pile of
  382. 28:18–28:20spotted beans.
  383. 28:20–28:24Now you shave a Santa-sina and now you don't.
  384. 28:24–28:26Pitch dark it is indeed.
  385. 28:26–28:34The sudden darkness seems to steal the keenness of my sight, my open eyes, as with a seal.
  386. 28:34–28:37A closed by blackest night.
  387. 28:37–28:38And again?
  388. 28:38–28:42Darkness anoints my body and the sky.
  389. 28:42–28:45Drops ointment of thick darkness.
  390. 28:45–28:49Till mine eye is all unprofitable grown to me.
  391. 28:49–28:52Like service done to them who cheat and lie.
  392. 28:52–28:56Meshda, I'm looking for Vasantasina.
  393. 28:56–29:00Is there anything you can trace her by, Jackass?
  394. 29:00–29:03Like what? For instance.
  395. 29:03–29:10Like the tinkling of her jewels, for instance, or the fragrance of her garlands.
  396. 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.
  397. 29:20–29:30to Vasantasina. Aside. Vasantasina. T is true. The night is dark. Oh, timid maid. And like
  398. 29:30–29:37the lightning hidden in the cloud, you are not seen. Yet you will be betrayed by fragrant
  399. 29:37–29:43garlands and by anklets loud. Have you heard me? Vasantasina.
  400. 29:43–29:51herself. Heard and understood, she removes the ankle rings, lays aside the garlands,
  401. 29:51–29:57and takes a few steps. Feeling her way, I can feel the wall of the house. And here is
  402. 29:57–30:00the side entrance. But a laugh.
  403. 30:00–30:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  404. 30:02–30:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  405. 30:04–30:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  406. 30:06–30:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  407. 30:08–30:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  408. 30:10–30:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  409. 30:12–30:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  410. 30:14–30:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  411. 30:16–30:20Thus, the poor man's kinsmen do not heed his will.
  412. 30:20–30:27The friends who loved him once, now stand afar, his sorrows multiply, his strength is
  413. 30:27–30:32kneel, behold, his character's bright shining star.
  414. 30:32–30:34Fades like the waning moon.
  415. 30:34–30:39And deeds of ill, that others do, are counted to him still.
  416. 30:39–30:43And again, no man holds converse with him.
  417. 30:43–30:50One will greet, with due respect the poor man when they meet, where rich men hold a feast.
  418. 30:50–30:57If he draw near, he meets with scornful looks for looks of cheer, where vulgar throngs are
  419. 30:57–30:58gathered.
  420. 30:58–31:03T is the same, his scanty raiment wakes his heartfelt shame.
  421. 31:03–31:06Five are the deadly sins we knew before.
  422. 31:06–31:11Alas, I find the sixth is to be poor.
  423. 31:11–31:20And yet again, ah, poverty, I pity thee, that so, to me thou clingest, as thy dearest friend,
  424. 31:20–31:23when my poor life has met its woeful end.
  425. 31:23–31:28I sadly wonder, wither thou wilt go.
  426. 31:28–31:34Betraying his embarrassment, well, comrade, if I must go, at least let Radhanyika go
  427. 31:34–31:41with me to keep me company. Radhanika, you are to accompany my Traya.
  428. 31:41–31:48Yes, sir, my Traya, Mistress Radhanika, do you take the offering and the candle while
  429. 31:48–31:56I open the side door? He does so. It seems as if the door took pity on me and opened
  430. 31:56–32:06of itself. I will lose no time. But enter. She looks in. What? A candle? Oh dear. Oh dear.
  431. 32:06–32:12She puts it out with her skirt and enters. What was that, Maitreya?
  432. 32:12–32:18I opened the side door and the wind came through all in a lump and blew out the candle.
  433. 32:18–32:23Suppose you go out by the side door. Radhanika, and I will follow as soon as I have gone
  434. 32:23–32:27into the courtyard and lighted the candle again. Exit.
  435. 32:27–32:32Meshda, Meshda, I'm looking for Vicentacina.
  436. 32:32–32:35Keep on looking, keep on looking.
  437. 32:35–32:41There's so. Meshda, Meshda, I've caught her, I've caught her.
  438. 32:41–32:44Idiot, you've caught me.
  439. 32:44–32:51You stand right here. Meshda, and S-H-T-A-Y where you're put. He renews the search
  440. 32:51–32:53and seizes the servant.
  441. 32:53–32:57Masha, Masha, I've caught her.
  442. 32:57–32:58I've caught her.
  443. 32:58–33:02Master, you've caught me, you're servant.
  444. 33:02–33:03Masha here.
  445. 33:03–33:05Shervant here.
  446. 33:05–33:06Masha.
  447. 33:06–33:07Shervant.
  448. 33:07–33:08Shervant.
  449. 33:08–33:09Masha.
  450. 33:09–33:12Now, shtay where you're put.
  451. 33:12–33:13Both of you.
  452. 33:13–33:17He renews the search and seizes Red Annika by the hair.
  453. 33:17–33:18Masha.
  454. 33:18–33:19Masha.
  455. 33:19–33:27time I've caught her. I've caught Vicenticina. Through the black night she fled. Fled she.
  456. 33:27–33:33Her garlands schmell betrayed her. Like Chanakya caught Draupadi. I caught her here and stayed
  457. 33:33–33:35her.
  458. 33:35–33:44Ah! Proud to be so young. So fair. Too high thy love must not aspire. For now thy blossom
  459. 33:44–33:50fragrant hair. That merits richest gems and rare. Serves, but to drag thee through the
  460. 33:50–34:00mire. I've got your head. Girl, got it tight. By the hair. The locks. And the curls. To.
  461. 34:00–34:10Now, sh'cream. Squeak. Sh'grawl with all your might. Shiva. Ishwara. Shankara. Shamhu.
  462. 34:10–34:16In terror, oh, sirs, what does this mean?
  463. 34:16–34:20You jackass, it's another voice.
  464. 34:20–34:23Masha, the wench has changed her voice.
  465. 34:23–34:26The way a cat changes her voice
  466. 34:26–34:30when she wants this home cream of curdled milk.
  467. 34:30–34:32Changed her voice.
  468. 34:32–34:35Strange. Yet why so strange?
  469. 34:35–34:37She trod the stage.
  470. 34:37–34:39She learned the arts.
  471. 34:39–34:44She studied to deceive our hearts, and now she practices her parts.
  472. 34:45–34:47Enter Maitreya.
  473. 34:48–34:53Look! In the gentle evening breeze, the flame of the candle is fluttering like the heart of a goat that
  474. 34:54–34:55goes to the altar.
  475. 34:56–34:59He approaches and discovers Radanaka.
  476. 35:00–35:02विस्टरस रदानेका
  477. 35:02–35:06मश्टर, मश्टर, आमन, आमन
  478. 35:06–35:06विस्टरस रडानेका, मश्टर, मश्टर, आमन, आमन
  479. 35:06–35:15This is right. This is perfectly right. That stranger should force their way into the house. Just because Charodata is poor.
  480. 35:15–35:19Oh, my Traya. See how they insult me.
  481. 35:19–35:24What? Insult you? No, they are insulting us.
  482. 35:24–35:28Very well. They are insulting you, then.
  483. 35:28–35:31But they aren't using violence?
  484. 35:31–35:34Yes. Yes.
  485. 35:34–35:35Really?
  486. 35:35–35:37Really?
  487. 35:37–35:44Raising his staff angrily. No, sir, man, a dog will show his teeth in his own kennel. And
  488. 35:44–35:50I am a Brahmin. My staff is crooked as my fortunes. But it can still split a dry bamboo
  489. 35:50–35:53or a rascal's paint.
  490. 35:53–35:58Have mercy, oh great Brahmin, have mercy!
  491. 35:58–36:04Discovers the courtier. He is not the sinner. Discovers sans fanica. Ah, here is the
  492. 36:04–36:07Well, you brother-in-law to the king.
  493. 36:07–36:14Sansthanaka, you scoundrel, you coward, this is perfectly proper, isn't it?
  494. 36:14–36:20Charada the good is a poor man now, true, but are not his virtues an ornament to Ujaini.
  495. 36:20–36:25And so men break into his house and insult his servants.
  496. 36:25–36:30Insult not him, laid low by poverty, for none are counted poor by mighty fate.
  497. 36:30–36:33Yet he who falls from virtue's high estate.
  498. 36:33–36:40Though he be rich, no man as poor as he. Betraying his embarrassment. Have mercy.
  499. 36:40–36:48Oh great Brahmin! Have mercy! We intended no insolence. We merely mistook this lady for
  500. 36:48–36:55another. For we sought an amorous maiden. What? This one?
  501. 36:55–37:02Heaven forbid! One whose youth is in the guidance of her own sweet will. She disappeared.
  502. 37:02–37:09unconscious of the truth. We did what seems a purpose deed of ill. I pray you accept this
  503. 37:09–37:18all in all of humblest supplication. He drops his sword, folds his hands, and falls at Maitreya's
  504. 37:18–37:19feet.
  505. 37:19–37:25Good man, rise, rise. When I reviled you, I did not know you. Now I know you and I
  506. 37:25–37:27ask your pardon.
  507. 37:27–37:30It is I who should ask pardon.
  508. 37:30–37:33I will rise on one condition.
  509. 37:33–37:35And that is,
  510. 37:35–37:39That you will not tell Sharodatta what has happened here.
  511. 37:39–37:41I will be silent.
  512. 37:41–37:43Brahmin!
  513. 37:43–37:45This gracious act of thine!
  514. 37:45–37:47I bow my neck to bear.
  515. 37:47–37:50For never could this sort of mine,
  516. 37:50–37:53With virtues steel compare.
  517. 37:53–37:54Indignantly!
  518. 37:54–37:55But Meshda!
  519. 37:55–38:02What makes you fold your hands show helplessly and fall at the feet of fishmanican?
  520. 38:02–38:04I was afraid.
  521. 38:04–38:06What were you afraid of?
  522. 38:06–38:09Of Charudata's virtues.
  523. 38:09–38:10Virtues?
  524. 38:10–38:11He?
  525. 38:11–38:15You can go into his house and not find a thing to eat.
  526. 38:15–38:16No.
  527. 38:16–38:17No.
  528. 38:17–38:21His loving kindness unto such as we.
  529. 38:21–38:23Has brought him low at last.
  530. 38:23–38:30him could no man learn what insults be. Or ear his wealth was passed. This well-filled
  531. 38:30–38:38poor, that in its summer day, gave others drink. It self is dried away.
  532. 38:38–38:45Impatiently. Who is the shon of a slave wench anyway? Brave Shvataketu is he. Pandu's
  533. 38:45–38:53child, or rather's Sean, the ten-necked ogre wild, or Indra-data, or again, is he
  534. 38:53–39:01Sean of brave Rama and of fair Kunti, or Dharma-boot, Ashvathaman-bold, perhaps Jattayu's
  535. 39:01–39:04shelf, that vulture old fool.
  536. 39:04–39:07I will tell you who Charu-data is.
  537. 39:07–39:11A tree of life to them whose sorrows grow.
  538. 39:11–39:14Beneath its fruit of virtue bending low.
  539. 39:14–39:22to good men. Virtues touchstone he. The mirror of the learned. And the sea. Where all the
  540. 39:22–39:30tides of character unite. A righteous man. Whom pride could never blight. A treasure house.
  541. 39:30–39:37With human virtues stored. Curtisies essence. Honours precious horde. He doth to life
  542. 39:37–39:46its fullest meaning give. So good is he. We others breathe. Not live. Let us be gone.
  543. 39:46–39:53Without Vasantasina? Vasantasina has disappeared. How?
  544. 39:53–39:59Like sick men's strength. Or like the blind man's sight. Like the fool's judgment.
  545. 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.
  546. 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.
  547. 40:29–40:37depart. And if you haven't won? Depart. If you're going, go along. I'm not going.
  548. 40:37–40:41Very well. I will go. Exit.
  549. 40:41–40:48Mashed is gone. Sure enough. To my trayor. Well, you man with the head that looks like
  550. 40:48–40:53a carrot. You mannequin. Take a sheet. Take a sheet.
  551. 40:53–40:57We have already been invited to take a seat.
  552. 40:57–40:58By whom?
  553. 40:58–41:04By destiny Stand up, then, stand up
  554. 41:04–41:07We shall When?
  555. 41:07–41:12When fate is kind again Weep, then, weep
  556. 41:12–41:15We have wept Who made you?
  557. 41:15–41:20Poverty Laugh, then, laugh
  558. 41:20–41:23Laugh we shall When?
  559. 41:23–41:26Charodata is happy once more.
  560. 41:26–41:28You mannequin!
  561. 41:28–41:32Give poor little Charodata fish mess-hague from me!
  562. 41:32–41:35Fish wench with golden ornaments and golden jewels.
  563. 41:35–41:41Fish female SHT age manager looking after the rehearsal of a new play.
  564. 41:41–41:43Fish for Santacena!
  565. 41:43–41:48She has been in love with you ever since she went into the park where karma's
  566. 41:48–41:50temple stands.
  567. 41:50–41:53And when we tried to conciliate her by force.
  568. 41:53–41:55She went into your house.
  569. 41:55–42:00Now if you send her away your shelf and hand her over to me.
  570. 42:00–42:02If you restore her at once.
  571. 42:02–42:05Without any lawsuit in court.
  572. 42:05–42:07Then I'll be friends with you forever.
  573. 42:07–42:09But if you don't restore her.
  574. 42:09–42:12There will be a fight to the death.
  575. 42:12–42:13Remember.
  576. 42:13–42:16Shmira Pumpkin SH Talk with Kow Dung.
  577. 42:16–42:18Keep your vegetables dried.
  578. 42:18–42:21Cook your rice in winter evenings.
  579. 42:21–42:28be sure your meat is fried. Then let, em stand, and they will not. Bothers, homely,
  580. 42:28–42:35schmell and rot. Tell it to him prettily. Tell it to him craftily. Tell it to him show that
  581. 42:35–42:40I can hear it as I rush in the dove coat on the top of my own palace. If you shay
  582. 42:40–42:47it different, I'll chew your head like an apple caught in the crack of a door.
  583. 42:47–42:49Well, I shall tell him.
  584. 42:49–42:50Aside.
  585. 42:50–42:52Tell me, Shervant.
  586. 42:52–42:54Is Masha really gone?
  587. 42:54–42:57Yes, sir.
  588. 42:57–43:00Then we will go as quickly as we can.
  589. 43:00–43:03Then take your sword, Master.
  590. 43:03–43:05You can keep it.
  591. 43:05–43:07Here it is, Master.
  592. 43:07–43:10Take your sword, Master.
  593. 43:10–43:12Taking it by the wrong end.
  594. 43:12–43:16My shwerd, red as a radish skin,
  595. 43:16–43:23There finds the time to molder. She how it sheleeps its sheath within. I put it on my shoulder.
  596. 43:23–43:31While Cursan bitches yellp at me. I roam, like a hunted jackal. Home."
  597. 43:31–43:35Sansternaka and the Servant walk about. Then accent.
  598. 43:35–43:42Mr. Sradanika, you must not tell good charodata of this outrage. I am sure you would only
  599. 43:42–43:44add to the poor man's sorrows.
  600. 43:44–43:50Good my Traya, you know Radhanika. Her lips are sealed.
  601. 43:50–43:52So be it.
  602. 43:52–44:00To Vasanthasena, Radhanika, Rohasena likes the fresh air, but he will be cold in the evening chill.
  603. 44:00–44:07Pray bring him into the house and cover him with this mantle. He gives her the mantle.
  604. 44:07–44:16To herself, see, he thinks I am his servant. She takes the mantle and perceives its perfume.
  605. 44:16–44:22Oddently to herself, oh, beautiful, the mantle is fragrant with jasmine.
  606. 44:22–44:27His youthful days are not wholly indifferent to the pleasures of the world.
  607. 44:27–44:32She wraps it about her, without letting Charudattasi
  608. 44:32–44:39Come, Radha Nika, take Rohasinam and enter the heart of the house.
  609. 44:39–44:45To herself, Ahmi unhappy, that have little part or lot in your heart.
  610. 44:45–44:50Come, Radha Nika, will you not even answer?
  611. 44:50–44:57Alas, when man once sees that miserable day, when fate almighty sweeps his wealth away,
  612. 44:57–45:00Then ancient friendships will no longer be
  613. 45:00–45:30विचार-विमर्शक बाषाक 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
  614. 45:30–45:34No, I may not gaze upon another's wife.
  615. 45:34–45:39Oh, you need not fear that you are looking at another man's wife.
  616. 45:39–45:43This is Vasantasina, who has been in love with you ever since she saw you in the garden
  617. 45:43–45:46where Kama's temple stands.
  618. 45:46–45:48What?
  619. 45:48–45:55This is Vasantasina, aside, my love for whom, my fortune spent my wretched self in
  620. 45:55–46:01between has rent. Light cowards anger, inward bent.
  621. 46:01–46:05My friend that brother in law of the king says,
  622. 46:05–46:06Well?
  623. 46:06–46:11This wench with golden ornaments and golden jewels. This female stage manager looking
  624. 46:11–46:17after the rehearsal of a new play. This vasantasina, she has been in love with you ever since
  625. 46:17–46:23she went into the park where Kama's temple stands, and when we tried to conciliate
  626. 46:23–46:31her by force. She went into your house. To herself. Tried to conciliate me by force.
  627. 46:31–46:37Truly, I am honored by these words. Now if you send her away yourself and hand
  628. 46:37–46:43her over to me. If you restore her at once. Without any lawsuit in court. Then I'll be
  629. 46:43–46:49friends with you forever. Otherwise, there will be a fight to the death.
  630. 46:49–46:53Temp-tuously, he is a fool, to himself.
  631. 46:53–46:58How is this maiden worthy of the worship that we pay a goddess?
  632. 46:58–47:06For now although I bury her enter, yet she seeks, to spare my poverty, now enters here,
  633. 47:06–47:08though men are known to her.
  634. 47:08–47:14Yet all she speaks, contains no word to wound the modest ear.
  635. 47:14–47:22Allowed. Mistress Vasantasina. I have unwittingly made myself guilty of an offense. For I greeted
  636. 47:22–47:28as a servant one whom I did not recognize. I bend my neck to ask your pardon.
  637. 47:28–47:36It is I who have offended by this unseemly intrusion. I bow my head to seek your forgiveness.
  638. 47:36–47:42Yes. With your pretty bows you too have knocked your heads together. Till they look like
  639. 47:42–47:47a couple of rice fields. I also bow my head like a camel colts knee and beseech you both
  640. 47:47–47:52to stand up. He does so, then rises.
  641. 47:52–47:57Very well, let us no longer trouble ourselves with conventions.
  642. 47:57–48:04To herself, what a delightfully clever hint. But it would hardly be proper to spend the
  643. 48:04–48:11night. Considering how I came hither. Well, I will at least say this much. Allowed,
  644. 48:11–48:17If I am to receive thus much of your favour, sir, I should be glad to leave these jewels
  645. 48:17–48:19in your house.
  646. 48:19–48:24It was for the sake of the jewels that those scoundrels pursued me.
  647. 48:24–48:28This house is not worthy of the trust.
  648. 48:28–48:34You mistake, sir, it is to men that treasures are entrusted, not to houses.
  649. 48:34–48:39Maitreya, will you receive the jewels?
  650. 48:39–48:41I am much indebted to you.
  651. 48:41–48:44He hands him the jewels.
  652. 48:44–48:47Receiving them, Heaven bless you, Madam.
  653. 48:47–48:51Fool! They are only entrusted to us.
  654. 48:51–48:56Aside! Then the thieves may take them, for all I care.
  655. 48:56–48:59In a very short time.
  656. 48:59–49:02Which she has entrusted to us, belongs to us.
  657. 49:02–49:05I shall restore them.
  658. 49:05–49:12I should be grateful, sir, if this gentle man would accompany me home.
  659. 49:12–49:16My Tria, pray accompany our guest.
  660. 49:16–49:21She walks as gracefully as a female swan, and you are the gay flamingo to accompany
  661. 49:21–49:27her, but I am only a poor Brahmin, and wherever I go, the people will fall upon me just
  662. 49:27–49:32as dogs will snap at a victim dragged to the crossroads.
  663. 49:32–49:35Very well, I will accompany her myself.
  664. 49:35–49:37Let the torches be lighted.
  665. 49:37–49:41To ensure our safety on the highway.
  666. 49:41–49:44Vardamanaka, light the torches.
  667. 49:44–49:50Aside to Matriya, what, light torches without oil?
  668. 49:50–49:54Aside to Charadatta, these torches of ours are like courtesans who despise their poor
  669. 49:54–49:55lovers.
  670. 49:55–49:59They won't light up unless you feed them.
  671. 49:59–50:00Enough.
  672. 50:00–50:30विचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाव
  673. 50:30–50:34We have reached your home. Pray enter.
  674. 50:34–50:39Vasantasina gazes ardently at him. Then exit.
  675. 50:39–50:46Comrade, Vasantasina is gone. Come. Let us go home.
  676. 50:46–50:53All creatures from the highway take their flight. The watchmen pace their rounds before our sight.
  677. 50:53–51:01To forestall treachery is just and right. For many sins find shelter in the night.
  678. 51:01–51:09He walks about, and you shall guard this golden casket by night, and Vardamanaka by day.
  679. 51:09–51:12Very well, Exe and Amba.
  680. 51:12–51:17Enter a maid.
  681. 51:17–51:24I am sent with a message to my mistress by her mother. I must go in and find my mistress.
  682. 51:24–51:27She walks about and looks around her.
  683. 51:27–51:29There is my mistress.
  684. 51:29–51:31She is painting a picture
  685. 51:31–51:34and putting her whole heart into it.
  686. 51:34–51:37I must go and speak to her.
  687. 51:37–51:40Then appear the love-lawn Vasantacina,
  688. 51:40–51:43Seated, and Medanica.
  689. 51:43–51:46Well, girl, and then.
  690. 51:46–51:50But mistress, you were not speaking of anything.
  691. 51:50–51:52What do you mean?
  692. 51:52–51:54Why, what did I say?
  693. 51:54–51:57You said, and then
  694. 51:57–51:59puckering her brows.
  695. 51:59–52:02Oh, yes, so I did.
  696. 52:02–52:04Approaching, Mistress,
  697. 52:04–52:10your mother sends word that you should bathe and then offer worship to the gods.
  698. 52:10–52:15You may tell my mother that I shall not take the ceremonial bath today.
  699. 52:15–52:19A Brahmin must offer worship in my place.
  700. 52:19–52:23Yes, Mistress, exit.
  701. 52:23–52:30My dear mistress, it is love, not naughtiness, that asks the question, but what does this
  702. 52:30–52:31mean?
  703. 52:31–52:36Tell me, Mother Nika, how do I seem to you?
  704. 52:36–52:42My mistress is so absent-minded that I know her heart is filled with longing for somebody.
  705. 52:42–52:48Well guessed, my mother Nika is quick to fathom another's heart.
  706. 52:48–52:55I am very, very glad, yes, Karma is indeed mighty, and his great festival is welcome when
  707. 52:55–52:56one is young.
  708. 52:56–53:03But tell me, mistress, is it a king, or a king's favorite, whom you worship?
  709. 53:03–53:08Girl, I wish to love, not to worship.
  710. 53:08–53:13Is it a Brahman that excites your passion, some youths distinguished for very particular
  711. 53:13–53:15learning?
  712. 53:15–53:18A Brahmin I should have to reverence.
  713. 53:19–53:24Or is it some young merchant, grown enormously wealthy from visiting many cities?
  714. 53:25–53:33A merchant, girl, must go to other countries and leave you behind, no matter how much you love him.
  715. 53:33–53:36And the separation makes you very sad.
  716. 53:37–53:42It isn't a king, nor a favourite, nor a Brahmin, nor a merchant.
  717. 53:42–53:45Who is it then that the princess loves?
  718. 53:45–53:51Girl, girl, you went with me to the park where Karma's temple stands?
  719. 53:51–53:53Yes, mistress.
  720. 53:53–53:58And yet you ask, as if you were a perfect stranger.
  721. 53:58–54:05Now I know, is it the man who comforted you when you asked to be protected?
  722. 54:05–54:08Well, what was his name?
  723. 54:08–54:11Why, he lives in the merchant's quarter.
  724. 54:11–54:14But I asked you for his name.
  725. 54:14–54:20His name, Mistress, is a good woman in itself. His name is Charuditta.
  726. 54:20–54:26Joyfully, good, mother-nika, good. You have guessed it.
  727. 54:26–54:32Aside, so much for that, aloud, Mistress, they say he is poor.
  728. 54:32–54:42That is the very reason why I love him. For a courtesan who sets her heart on a poor man is blameless in the eyes of the world.
  729. 54:42–54:49But, Mistress, do the butterflies visit the mango tree when its blossoms have fallen?
  730. 54:49–54:54That is just why we call that sort of a girl a butterfly.
  731. 54:54–55:00Well, Mistress, if you love him, why don't you go and visit him at once?
  732. 55:00–55:02नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  733. 55:02–55:04नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  734. 55:04–55:06नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  735. 55:06–55:08नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  736. 55:08–55:10नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  737. 55:10–55:12नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  738. 55:12–55:14नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  739. 55:14–55:16नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  740. 55:16–55:24him? You have guessed it, a voice behind the scenes. Oh, sir, a shampooer owes me 10 gold
  741. 55:24–55:33pieces. And he got away from us. Hold him, hold him, to the fleeing shampooer. Stop, stop,
  742. 55:33–55:38I see you from here. Enter hurriedly a frightened shampooer.
  743. 55:38–55:46Oh! Confound this gambling business! Freed from its tether. The ace I might better say.
  744. 55:46–55:54Ask, how it kicks me. And the cast of the dice called the spear proves true to its name.
  745. 55:54–56:01For it sticks me. The keeper's whole attention was busy with the score. So it took no great
  746. 56:01–56:09invention to vanish through the door. But I cannot stand forever. In the unprotected street
  747. 56:09–56:15is there no one to deliver. I would fall before his feet. While the keeper and the gambler
  748. 56:15–56:20are looking somewhere else for me. I'll just walk backwards into this empty temple and
  749. 56:20–56:27turn goddess. He makes all sorts of gestures, takes his place, and waits.
  750. 56:27–56:30to Matura and the Gambler.
  751. 56:30–56:38Oh, sir, a Shampooer owes me ten gold pieces, and he got away from us.
  752. 56:38–56:40Hold him, hold him.
  753. 56:40–56:44Stop, stop, I see you from here.
  754. 56:44–56:47You may run to hell, if they'll take you in.
  755. 56:47–56:52With Indra, the God, you may stay, for there's never a God can save your skin.
  756. 56:52–56:55While Matura wants his pay.
  757. 56:55–57:02Oh, wither flee you, nimble rambler, you that cheat an honest gambler, you that shake with
  758. 57:02–57:09fear and shiver, all a tremble, all a quiver, you that cannot trip enough.
  759. 57:09–57:18On the level ground and rough, you that stain your social station, family, and reputation.
  760. 57:18–57:23Examining the footprints, here he goes, and here the tracks are lost.
  761. 57:23–57:31Gaze is at the footprints. Reflectively. Look! The feet are turned around. And the temple hasn't any image.
  762. 57:31–57:39After a moment's thought, that rogue of a shampoor has gone into the temple with his feet turned around.
  763. 57:39–57:47Let's follow him. All right, they enter the temple and take a good look, then make signs to each other.
  764. 57:47–57:49What, a wooden image?
  765. 57:49–57:52Of course not, it's stone.
  766. 57:52–57:54He shakes it with all his might.
  767. 57:54–57:56Then makes signs.
  768. 57:56–57:57What do we care?
  769. 57:57–57:59Come, let's have a game.
  770. 57:59–58:03He starts to gamble as hard as he can.
  771. 58:03–58:07Trying with all his might to repress the gambling fever.
  772. 58:07–58:08Aside.
  773. 58:08–58:09Oh.
  774. 58:09–58:10Oh.
  775. 58:10–58:11Oh.
  776. 58:11–58:13The rattle of dice is a charming thing.
  777. 58:13–58:15When you haven't a copper left,
  778. 58:15–58:18It works like a drum on the heart of a king.
  779. 58:18–58:20Of all his realm bereft,
  780. 58:20–58:24for gamblers leap down a mountain steep I know I shall not play.
  781. 58:24–58:28Yet the rattle of dice is as sweet as the peep.
  782. 58:28–58:30Of nightingales in May.
  783. 58:30–58:33My turn, my turn.
  784. 58:33–58:36Not much, it's my turn.
  785. 58:36–58:38Coming up quickly from behind.
  786. 58:38–58:41Isn't it my turn?
  787. 58:41–58:43We've got our man.
  788. 58:43–58:49Seizing him. You jailbird, you're caught. Pay me my ten gold pieces.
  789. 58:50–58:52I'll pay you this very day.
  790. 58:52–58:54Pay me this very minute.
  791. 58:55–58:58I'll pay you. Only have mercy.
  792. 58:58–59:00Come, will you pay me now?
  793. 59:01–59:08My head is getting dizzy. He falls to the ground. The others beat him with all their might.
  794. 59:08–59:12They're drawing the gambler's ring. You're bound by the gambler's ring.
  795. 59:13–59:27Rises. 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?
  796. 59:27–59:30Well then, you must give surety.
  797. 59:30–59:37I have an idea. He nudges the gambler. I'll give you half, if you'll forgive me the other half.
  798. 59:37–59:39Alright.
  799. 59:39–59:45To matter a. I'll give you surety for a half. You might forgive me the other half.
  800. 59:45–59:48All right, where's the harm?
  801. 59:48–59:52Allowed. You forgave me a half, sir?
  802. 59:52–59:53Yes.
  803. 59:53–59:57To the gambler. And you forgave me a half?
  804. 59:57–59:58Yes.
  805. 59:58–59:59Then I'll...
  806. 1:00:00–1:00:30विचार-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
  807. 1:00:30–1:00:39every bit of my money and this minute too how can I pay sell your father and pay
  808. 1:00:39–1:00:47where can I get a father sell your mother and pay where can I get a mother sell
  809. 1:00:47–1:00:55yourself and pay have mercy lead me to the King's Highway go ahead if it must
  810. 1:00:55–1:00:56Just be.
  811. 1:00:56–1:00:58He walks about.
  812. 1:00:58–1:01:03Gentlemen, will you buy me for ten gold pieces from this gambling master?
  813. 1:01:03–1:01:06He sees a passerby and calls out.
  814. 1:01:06–1:01:07What is that?
  815. 1:01:07–1:01:10You wish to know what I can do.
  816. 1:01:10–1:01:12I will be your house servant.
  817. 1:01:12–1:01:13What?
  818. 1:01:13–1:01:15He has gone without even answering.
  819. 1:01:15–1:01:18Well, here's another.
  820. 1:01:18–1:01:19I'll speak to him.
  821. 1:01:19–1:01:21He repeats his offer.
  822. 1:01:21–1:01:22What?
  823. 1:01:22–1:01:30612 takes no notice of me. He is gone. Confound it. I've had hard luck ever since Charodata
  824. 1:01:30–1:01:32lost his fortune.
  825. 1:01:32–1:01:34Will you pay?
  826. 1:01:34–1:01:43How can I pay? He falls down. Mathura drags him about. Good gentleman. Save me. Save me.
  827. 1:01:43–1:01:45Enter Dada Raka.
  828. 1:01:45–1:01:52Yes. Gambling is a kingdom without a throne. You do not mind defeat at all. Greater the
  829. 1:01:52–1:02:00sums you spend and win, while kingly revenues roll in. Rich men, like slaves, before you
  830. 1:02:00–1:02:08fall, and again, you earn your coin by gambling, your friends and wife by gambling, your gifts
  831. 1:02:08–1:02:14and food by gambling, your last cent goes by gambling, and again, my cash was taken
  832. 1:02:14–1:02:21by the tray. The deuce then took my health away. The ace then set me on the street.
  833. 1:02:21–1:02:25The four completed my defeat.
  834. 1:02:25–1:02:27He looks before him.
  835. 1:02:27–1:02:31Here comes Mathura, our sometime gambling master.
  836. 1:02:31–1:02:36Well, as I can't escape, I think I'll put on my veil.
  837. 1:02:36–1:02:40He makes any number of gestures with his cloak.
  838. 1:02:40–1:02:43Then examines it.
  839. 1:02:43–1:02:46This cloth is sadly indigent in thread.
  840. 1:02:46–1:02:49This lovely cloth lets in a lot of light.
  841. 1:02:49–1:02:53This cloth's protective power is nearly fled.
  842. 1:02:53–1:02:56This cloth is pretty when it's rolled up tight.
  843. 1:02:56–1:03:00Yet after all, what more could a poor saint do?
  844. 1:03:00–1:03:02For you see?
  845. 1:03:02–1:03:05One foot I've planted in the sky.
  846. 1:03:05–1:03:07The other on the ground must lie.
  847. 1:03:07–1:03:10The elevation's rather high.
  848. 1:03:10–1:03:12But the sun stands it.
  849. 1:03:12–1:03:14Why can't I?
  850. 1:03:14–1:03:16Pay, pay.
  851. 1:03:16–1:03:17How can I pay?
  852. 1:03:17–1:03:19Mathura drags him about.
  853. 1:03:20–1:03:23Well, well, what is this I see?
  854. 1:03:23–1:03:25He addresses a bystander.
  855. 1:03:25–1:03:28What did you say, sir?
  856. 1:03:28–1:03:32This shampooer is being maltreated by the gambling master.
  857. 1:03:32–1:03:34And no one will save him.
  858. 1:03:34–1:03:36I'll save him myself.
  859. 1:03:36–1:03:40He presses forward, stand back, stand back.
  860. 1:03:41–1:03:43He takes a look.
  861. 1:03:43–1:03:46Well, if this isn't that swindler, Mathura,
  862. 1:03:46–1:03:52And here is the poor saintly shampooer, a saint to be sure.
  863. 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.
  864. 1:04:02–1:04:13Whose 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?
  865. 1:04:13–1:04:23Well, I must pacify Mathura. He approaches. How do you do? Mathura. Mathura returns the greeting.
  866. 1:04:23–1:04:25What does this mean?
  867. 1:04:25–1:04:28He owes me ten gold pieces.
  868. 1:04:28–1:04:30A mere bagatelle.
  869. 1:04:30–1:04:42Pulling the rolled up cloak from under Dar-doraka's arm. Look, gentlemen. Look, the man in the ragged cloak calls ten gold pieces a mere bagatelle.
  870. 1:04:42–1:04:44tell.
  871. 1:04:44–1:04:50My good fool, don't I risk ten gold pieces on a cast of the dice?
  872. 1:04:50–1:04:55Suppose a man has money, is that any reason why he should put it in his bosom and show
  873. 1:04:55–1:04:56it?
  874. 1:04:56–1:04:59But you, you'll lose your cast.
  875. 1:04:59–1:05:00You'll lose your
  876. 1:05:00–1:05:30विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्�
  877. 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
  878. 1:05:38–1:05:44can give him the money yourself. My name is Matura. I'm a swindler and I play a crooked
  879. 1:05:44–1:05:51game. And I'm not afraid of anybody. You are an immoral scoundrel. Who did you say was
  880. 1:05:51–1:05:58immoral? You're immoral. Your father is immoral. He gives the shampooer a sign to
  881. 1:05:58–1:06:07escape. You cur, that is just the way that you gamble. That is the way I gamble? Come,
  882. 1:06:07–1:06:15Shampooer, pay me my ten gold pieces. I'll pay you this very day. I'll pay it once.
  883. 1:06:15–1:06:25Mathura drags him about. Fool, you may maltreat him when I am away, but not before my eyes.
  884. 1:06:25–1:06:28Mathura seizes the shampooer and hits him on the nose.
  885. 1:06:28–1:06:34The shampooer bleeds, faints, and falls flat.
  886. 1:06:34–1:06:38Dada Raka approaches and interferes.
  887. 1:06:38–1:06:40Mathura strikes Dada Raka.
  888. 1:06:40–1:06:43And Dada Raka strikes back.
  889. 1:06:43–1:06:46Oh, oh, you accursed hound.
  890. 1:06:46–1:06:49But I'll pay you for this.
  891. 1:06:49–1:06:53My good fool, I was walking peaceably along the street.
  892. 1:06:53–1:06:59and you struck me. If you strike me tomorrow in court, then you will open your eyes."
  893. 1:06:59–1:07:02Yes, I'll open my eyes.
  894. 1:07:02–1:07:05How will you open your eyes?
  895. 1:07:05–1:07:11Opening his eyes wide. This is the way I'll open my eyes.
  896. 1:07:11–1:07:19Dada Raka throws dust in Mathura's eyes and gives the Shampooer a sign to escape.
  897. 1:07:19–1:07:26Mathura shuts his eyes and falls down. The Shampua escapes.
  898. 1:07:26–1:07:33Aside. I have made an enemy of the influential gambling master Matura. I had better not stay
  899. 1:07:33–1:07:40here. Besides, my good friend Shavillika told me that a young herdsman named Ayaka has
  900. 1:07:40–1:07:47been designated by a soothsayer as our future king. Now everybody in my condition is running
  901. 1:07:47–1:07:53after him. I think I will join myself to him. Exit."
  902. 1:07:53–1:07:58Trumbles as he walks away and looks about him. Here is a house where somebody has left the
  903. 1:07:58–1:08:04side door open. I will go in. He enters and perceives Vasantasina.
  904. 1:08:04–1:08:11Madam, I throw myself upon your protection. He who throws himself upon my protection
  905. 1:08:11–1:08:19shall be safe. Close the door, girl. The meat does so. What do you fear?
  906. 1:08:19–1:08:25A creditor, madam. You may open the door now, girl."
  907. 1:08:25–1:08:32To himself. Ah! Her reasons for not fearing a creditor are in proportion to her innocence.
  908. 1:08:32–1:08:37The proverb is right. The man who knows his strength and bears a load, proportioned
  909. 1:08:37–1:08:44to that strength. Not more nor less. Is safe from stumbling and from sore distress. Although
  910. 1:08:44–1:08:49he wander on a dreary road. That means me.
  911. 1:08:49–1:08:56Wiping his eyes to the gambler, pay, pay. While we were quarreling with Dardaraka, sir,
  912. 1:08:56–1:09:04the man escaped. I broke that shampooers nose for him with my fist come on. Let's trace
  913. 1:09:04–1:09:11him by the blood. They do so. He went into Vasantasina's house, sir. Then that is the
  914. 1:09:11–1:09:18end of the gold pieces. Let's go to court and lodge a complaint. The swindler would leave
  915. 1:09:18–1:09:26the house and escape. No, we must besiege him and so capture him.
  916. 1:09:26–1:09:30Gina gives Madanakar a sign.
  917. 1:09:30–1:09:39When are you, sir, or who are you, sir, or who son are you, sir, or what is your business,
  918. 1:09:39–1:09:42sir, or what are you afraid of?
  919. 1:09:42–1:09:45Listen, madam.
  920. 1:09:45–1:09:47My birthplace is Pataliputra.
  921. 1:09:47–1:09:51Madam, I am the son of a householder.
  922. 1:09:51–1:09:54I practice the trade of a shampooer.
  923. 1:09:54–1:09:58which is a very dainty art, sir, which you have mastered.
  924. 1:10:00–1:10:30विचार-विमर्शक बाषाक 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
  925. 1:10:30–1:10:35When he gave money away, he did not boast.
  926. 1:10:35–1:10:38When he was injured, he forgot it.
  927. 1:10:38–1:10:44To cut a long story short, he was so courteous that he regarded his own person as the possession
  928. 1:10:44–1:10:50of others and had compassion on all who sought his protection.
  929. 1:10:50–1:10:54Who may it be that her dons would jean me with the virtues which he has stolen from
  930. 1:10:54–1:10:58the object of my mistress desires?
  931. 1:10:58–1:11:03Good, girl, good. I had the same thought in mind.
  932. 1:11:03–1:11:06But 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. 1:11:13–1:11:17I didn't say it. How did you guess it, madam?
  936. 1:11:17–1:11:22What was there to guess? Virtue and money seldom keep company.
  937. 1:11:22–1:11:27In the pools from which men cannot drink there is so much the more water.
  938. 1:11:27–1:11:31But sir, what is his name?
  939. 1:11:31–1:11:36Madam, who does not know the name of this moon of the whole world?
  940. 1:11:36–1:11:38He lives in the merchant's quarter.
  941. 1:11:38–1:11:43He whose name is worthy of all honour is named Sharodatta.
  942. 1:11:43–1:11:46Joyfully rising from her seat.
  943. 1:11:46–1:11:48Sir, this house is your own.
  944. 1:11:48–1:11:52Give him a seat, girl, and take this fan.
  945. 1:11:52–1:11:57The gentle man is weary. Mother Nika does as she is bid.
  946. 1:11:57–1:12:06Aside. What? So much honour because I mentioned Sharidatta's name. Heaven bless you. Sharidatta.
  947. 1:12:06–1:12:14You are the only man in the world who really lives. All others merely breathe. He falls at Vasantasena's feet.
  948. 1:12:14–1:12:20Enough. Madam. Enough. Pray be seated. Madam.
  949. 1:12:20–1:12:26Seating herself. Where is he who is so richly your creditor, sir?
  950. 1:12:26–1:12:33The good man's wealth consists in kindly deeds. All other wealth is vain and quickly flies.
  951. 1:12:33–1:12:40The man who honors not his neighbor's needs. Does that man know what honor signifies?
  952. 1:12:40–1:12:42But to continue.
  953. 1:12:42–1:12:48So I became a servant in his employ. And when his wealth was reduced to his virtue,
  954. 1:12:48–1:12:55I began to live by gambling, but fate was cruel, and I lost ten gold pieces.
  955. 1:12:55–1:12:58I am ruined. I am robbed.
  956. 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.
  957. 1:13:08–1:13:15Mother Nika. The birds fly every wither when the tree is shaken in which they have their nests.
  958. 1:13:15–1:13:22Go, girl, and give the gambling master and the gambler this bracelet, and tell them that
  959. 1:13:22–1:13:24this gentleman sense it.
  960. 1:13:24–1:13:30She removes a bracelet from her arm, and gives it to Madanika.
  961. 1:13:30–1:13:35Receiving the bracelet, yes, mistress, she goes out.
  962. 1:13:35–1:13:38I am ruined, I am robbed.
  963. 1:13:38–1:13:44Inasmuch as these two are looking up to heaven, and sighing, and chattering, and fastening
  964. 1:13:44–1:13:51their eyes on the door. I conclude that they must be the gambling master and the gambler.
  965. 1:13:51–1:13:56Approaching, I salute you, sir. May happiness be yours.
  966. 1:13:56–1:14:05Sir, which of you is the gambling master? O maiden, fair but something less than shy.
  967. 1:14:05–1:14:11With red lip wounded in love's ardent play. On whom is bent that sweet? Coqueta shy?
  968. 1:14:11–1:14:14For whom that lisp that steals the heart away?
  969. 1:14:14–1:14:16I haven't got any money.
  970. 1:14:16–1:14:19You'll have to look somewhere else.
  971. 1:14:19–1:14:23You are certainly no gambler, if you talk that way.
  972. 1:14:23–1:14:26Is there anyone who owes you money?
  973. 1:14:26–1:14:27There is.
  974. 1:14:27–1:14:30He owes ten gold pieces.
  975. 1:14:30–1:14:31What of him?
  976. 1:14:31–1:14:34In his behalf my mistress sends you this bracelet.
  977. 1:14:34–1:14:39No, no, he sends it himself.
  978. 1:14:39–1:14:40Seizing it joyfully.
  979. 1:14:40–1:14:46Well, well, you may tell the noble youth that his account is squared.
  980. 1:14:46–1:14:49Let him come and seek delight again in gambling.
  981. 1:14:49–1:14:52Exe and Matura and the Gambler
  982. 1:14:52–1:14:54Returning to Wusentassina.
  983. 1:14:54–1:14:59Mistress, the gambling master and the gambler have gone away well-paced.
  984. 1:15:00–1:15:04दो, सर, आं कमफोट यो किन्सपोक.
  985. 1:15:04–1:15:11आ, मादम, अछिक मेथिली भी आजिक जाड़ा दे प्रक्तिस तर आद और अचिक आद आद आद आद.
  986. 1:15:11–1:15:15But sir, he for whose sake you mastered the art?
  987. 1:15:15–1:15:17Who first received your service?
  988. 1:15:17–1:15:20He should have your service still.
  989. 1:15:20–1:15:21Aside.
  990. 1:15:21–1:15:24A very pretty way to decline my services.
  991. 1:15:24–1:15:27How shall I repay her kindness?
  992. 1:15:27–1:15:29Allowed. Madam.
  993. 1:15:29–1:15:31Thus dishonored as a gambler.
  994. 1:15:31–1:15:34I shall become a Buddhist monk.
  995. 1:15:34–1:15:36And so, Madam.
  996. 1:15:36–1:15:39Treasure these words in your memory.
  997. 1:15:39–1:15:44He was a shampooer. A gambler. A Buddhist monk.
  998. 1:15:44–1:15:48Sir, you must not act too precipitately.
  999. 1:15:48–1:15:56Madam, my mind is made up. He walks about. I gambled. And in gambling I did fall.
  1000. 1:15:56–1:16:06Till everyone beheld me with dismay. Now I shall show my honest face to all. And walk abroad upon the king's highway.
  1001. 1:16:06–1:16:10to mulchuous cries behind the scenes.
  1002. 1:16:10–1:16:14Listening. What is this? What is this?
  1003. 1:16:14–1:16:20Addressing someone behind the scenes. What did you say? Post-breaker.
  1004. 1:16:20–1:16:25The Santa Sena's rogue elephant. Is at liberty. Hurrah.
  1005. 1:16:25–1:16:30I must go and see the lady's best elephant. No? No.
  1006. 1:16:30–1:16:35What have I to do with these things? I must hold to my resolution.
  1007. 1:16:35–1:16:37exit
  1008. 1:16:37–1:16:44then enter hastily karnapuraka highly delighted wearing a gorgeous mantle
  1009. 1:16:44–1:16:48where is she where is my mistress
  1010. 1:16:48–1:16:55insolent what can it be that so excites you you do not see your mistress before your very eyes
  1011. 1:16:55–1:17:00perceiving vasantasina mistress my service to you
  1012. 1:17:00–1:17:05Karnpur ka, your face is beaming. What is it?
  1013. 1:17:05–1:17:12Proudly. Oh, Mistress. You missed it. You didn't see Karnapuraka's heroism today.
  1014. 1:17:12–1:17:15What? Karnpur ka, what?
  1015. 1:17:15–1:17:25Listen, post-breaker. My mistress rogue elephant, broke the stake he was tied to, killed his keeper, and ran into the street.
  1016. 1:17:25–1:17:30Making a terrible commotion, you should have heard the people shriek.
  1017. 1:17:30–1:17:33Take care of the babies as quick as you can.
  1018. 1:17:33–1:17:36And climb up a roof or a tree.
  1019. 1:17:36–1:17:39The elephant rogue wants the blood of a man.
  1020. 1:17:39–1:17:42Escape, run away, can't you see?
  1021. 1:17:42–1:17:46And how they lose their ankle rings.
  1022. 1:17:46–1:17:49Girdles, set with gems and things.
  1023. 1:17:49–1:17:51Break away from fastenings.
  1024. 1:17:51–1:17:54As they stumble, trip, and blunder.
  1025. 1:17:54–1:17:57See the bracelets snap asunder.
  1026. 1:17:57–1:18:00Icha tangled, pearly wonder.
  1027. 1:18:00–1:18:06And that rogue of an elephant dives with his trunk and his feet and his tusks into the city of
  1028. 1:18:06–1:18:10Bujaini, as if it were a lotus pond in full flower.
  1029. 1:18:10–1:18:13At last he comes upon a Buddhist monk.
  1030. 1:18:13–1:18:19And while the man's staff and his water jar and his begging bowl fly every which way,
  1031. 1:18:19–1:18:23he drizzles water over him and gets him between his tusks.
  1032. 1:18:23–1:18:30The people see him and begin to shriek again, crying, Oh, oh, the monk is killed, quote,
  1033. 1:18:30–1:18:36Anxiously, oh, what carelessness, what carelessness.
  1034. 1:18:36–1:18:44Don't be frightened, just listen, mistress. Then, with a big piece of the broken chain dangling about him,
  1035. 1:18:44–1:18:51he picked him up, picked up the monk between his tusks, and just then Karnapuraka saw him.
  1036. 1:18:51–1:18:59I saw him. No. No. The slave who grows fat on my mistress' rice cakes saw him. Stumbled with his
  1037. 1:18:59–1:19:05left foot over a gambler's score, grabbed up an iron pole out of a shop, and challenged the mad
  1038. 1:19:05–1:19:15elephant. I hit him, in a fit of passion. Too he really looked like some great mountain peak.
  1039. 1:19:15–1:19:20And from between those tusks of his eye drew the sacred hermit meek.
  1040. 1:19:21–1:19:24Splendid, splendid, but gone.
  1041. 1:19:25–1:19:32Then, Mistress, all Ujaiini tip over to one side, like a ship loaded unevenly,
  1042. 1:19:32–1:19:39and you could hear nothing but hurrah, hurrah for Karna Puraka. Then, Mistress,
  1043. 1:19:39–1:19:42a man touched the places where he ought to have ornaments.
  1044. 1:19:42–1:19:49and finding that he hadn't any looked up heaved a long sigh and threw this mantle over me
  1045. 1:19:49–1:19:56find out Karnpurka whether the mantle is perfumed with jasmine or not
  1046. 1:19:56–1:19:59mistress the elephant perfume is
  1047. 1:20:00–1:20:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1048. 1:20:02–1:20:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1049. 1:20:04–1:20:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1050. 1:20:06–1:20:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1051. 1:20:08–1:20:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1052. 1:20:10–1:20:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1053. 1:20:12–1:20:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1054. 1:20:14–1:20:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1055. 1:20:16–1:20:21The mantel is very becoming to her, Karnpuraka.
  1056. 1:20:21–1:20:24Oh, yes, the mantel is becoming enough.
  1057. 1:20:24–1:20:29Here is your reward, Karnpuraka. She gives him a gem.
  1058. 1:20:29–1:20:35Taking it and bowing low. Now the mantel is most wonderfully becoming.
  1059. 1:20:35–1:20:39Karnapuraka, where is Charu Dutta now?
  1060. 1:20:39–1:20:43He started to go home along this very street.
  1061. 1:20:43–1:20:50this very street. Come, girl, let us go to the upper balcony and see Charuditta, exceint
  1062. 1:20:50–1:21:00Omnus. Enter Charudatta's servant, Vada Manaka.
  1063. 1:21:00–1:21:07A master, kindly and benevolent, his servants love, however poor he be, the purse proud,
  1064. 1:21:07–1:21:14with a will on harshness bent, pays service in the coin of cruelty. And again, a bullock
  1065. 1:21:14–1:21:21greedy for a feast of corn. You never can prevent, a wife who wants her lord to wear a horn.
  1066. 1:21:21–1:21:27You never can prevent, a man who loves to gamble night and morn. You never can prevent, and
  1067. 1:21:27–1:21:33blemishes that with a man are born. You never can prevent, it is some time since Charada
  1068. 1:21:33–1:21:39went to the concert. It is past midnight, and still he does not come. I think I
  1069. 1:21:39–1:21:45will go into the outer hall and take a nap. He does so.
  1070. 1:21:45–1:21:48Enter Charudatta and Maitreya.
  1071. 1:21:48–1:21:56How beautifully re-bulsam! The loot is indeed a pearl. A pearl not of the ocean. Gently the
  1072. 1:21:56–1:22:03anxious lovers heart befriending. Consoling when true lovers may not meet. To love lawns
  1073. 1:22:03–1:22:09soul's the dearest comfort sending. It adds to sweetest love it's more of sweet.
  1074. 1:22:10–1:22:12Well then, let's go into the house.
  1075. 1:22:13–1:22:16But how wonderfully master Rabhaela sang.
  1076. 1:22:17–1:22:23There are just two things that always make me laugh. One is a woman talking Sanskrit,
  1077. 1:22:23–1:22:29and the other is a man who tries to sing soft and low. Now when a woman talks Sanskrit,
  1078. 1:22:29–1:22:31She is like a heifer with a new rope through her nose.
  1079. 1:22:32–1:22:33All you hear is,
  1080. 1:22:33–1:22:38Su. Su. Su. And when a man tries to sing soft and low,
  1081. 1:22:38–1:22:42he reminds me of an old priest muttering texts.
  1082. 1:22:42–1:22:46While the flowers in his chaplet dry up. No, I don't like it.
  1083. 1:22:47–1:22:51My friend, Master Rebhila sent most wonderfully this evening.
  1084. 1:22:52–1:22:58And still you are not satisfied. The notes of love, peace, sweetness,
  1085. 1:22:58–1:23:06Could I trace the note that thrills the note of passion to the note of woman's loveliness
  1086. 1:23:06–1:23:15and grace are my poor words add nothing nothing new but as the notes in sweetest cadence rang
  1087. 1:23:15–1:23:22I thought it was my hidden love who sang the melody of song the stricken strings in
  1088. 1:23:22–1:23:29undertone that half unconscious clings. More clearly sounding when the passions rise. But
  1089. 1:23:29–1:23:36ever sweeter as the music dies. Words that strong passion fain would say again. Yet checks
  1090. 1:23:36–1:23:44their second utterance, in vain. For music sweet as this lives on. Until, I walk as
  1091. 1:23:44–1:23:47hearing sweetest music still.
  1092. 1:23:47–1:23:53Let's see, my friend, the very dogs are sound asleep in the shops that look out on the market.
  1093. 1:23:53–1:23:56Let us go home, he looks before him.
  1094. 1:23:56–1:24:02Look, look, the blessed moon seems to give place to darkness as she descends from her
  1095. 1:24:02–1:24:03palace in heaven.
  1096. 1:24:03–1:24:09True, the moon gives place to darkness as she dips.
  1097. 1:24:09–1:24:15Behind the western mountain, and the tips, of her uplifted horns alone appear.
  1098. 1:24:15–1:24:22Take two sharp pointed dusks uplifted here, where bathes an elephant in water's cool.
  1099. 1:24:22–1:24:25Who shows not else above the jungle pool?
  1100. 1:24:25–1:24:28Well, here's our house.
  1101. 1:24:28–1:24:32Vardamanaka, Vardamanaka, open the door.
  1102. 1:24:32–1:24:34I hear Matriya's voice.
  1103. 1:24:34–1:24:36Charadatta has returned.
  1104. 1:24:36–1:24:39I must open the door for him.
  1105. 1:24:39–1:24:40He does so.
  1106. 1:24:40–1:24:42Master, I salute you.
  1107. 1:24:42–1:24:45Matriya, I salute you too.
  1108. 1:24:45–1:24:52The couch is ready. Pray be seated. Charadatta and Matriya enter and seat themselves.
  1109. 1:24:52–1:24:56Vardhamanaka, call Radhanika to wash our feet.
  1110. 1:24:56–1:25:00Compassionately. She sleeps. Do not wake up.
  1111. 1:25:00–1:25:01अछि।
  1112. 1:25:01–1:25:02अछि।
  1113. 1:25:02–1:25:03अछि।
  1114. 1:25:03–1:25:04अछि।
  1115. 1:25:04–1:25:05अछि।
  1116. 1:25:05–1:25:06अछि।
  1117. 1:25:06–1:25:07अछि।
  1118. 1:25:07–1:25:08अछि।
  1119. 1:25:08–1:25:09अछि।
  1120. 1:25:09–1:25:10अछि।
  1121. 1:25:10–1:25:11अछि।
  1122. 1:25:11–1:25:12अछि।
  1123. 1:25:12–1:25:13अछि।
  1124. 1:25:13–1:25:14अछि।
  1125. 1:25:14–1:25:15अछि।
  1126. 1:25:15–1:25:16अछि।
  1127. 1:25:16–1:25:17अछि।
  1128. 1:25:17–1:25:18अछि।
  1129. 1:25:18–1:25:19अछि।
  1130. 1:25:19–1:25:20अछि।
  1131. 1:25:20–1:25:21अछि।
  1132. 1:25:21–1:25:22अछि।
  1133. 1:25:22–1:25:23अछि।
  1134. 1:25:23–1:25:24अछि।
  1135. 1:25:24–1:25:28Yes, Matriya, do you bring the water?
  1136. 1:25:28–1:25:35Matriya does so, Vardhamanaka washes Charada's feet, then moves away.
  1137. 1:25:35–1:25:39Let water be brought for the Brahmin's feet.
  1138. 1:25:39–1:25:41What good does water do my feet?
  1139. 1:25:41–1:25:45I shall have to roll in the dirt again, like a beaten ass.
  1140. 1:25:45–1:25:48Matriya, you are a Brahmin.
  1141. 1:25:48–1:25:55Yes, like a slow worm among all the other snakes, so am I a Brahmin among all the other Brahmins.
  1142. 1:25:55–1:26:09Matria, I will wash your feet after all. He does so. Matria, this golden casket I was to keep by day. You by night, take it, he gives it to Matria. Then exit.
  1143. 1:26:09–1:26:13Receiving the casket, the thing is here still.
  1144. 1:26:13–1:26:18Isn't there a single thief in Nujaini to steal the wretch that robs me of my sleep?
  1145. 1:26:18–1:26:22Listen, I am going to take it into the inner court.
  1146. 1:26:22–1:26:25Such lacks attention we can ill afford.
  1147. 1:26:25–1:26:33If we are trusted by a courtesan, then, Brahman, prove yourself an honest man.
  1148. 1:26:33–1:26:38And guard it safely, till it be restored.
  1149. 1:26:38–1:26:46He nods, repeating the stanza, the melody of song, the stricken strings, page 44.
  1150. 1:26:46–1:26:48Are you going to sleep?
  1151. 1:26:48–1:26:58Yes, so it seems for conquering sleep. Descending on mine eyes, first smites the brow with unresisted blow.
  1152. 1:26:58–1:27:07Unseen, elusive, like old age, she tries to gather strength by weakening her foe.
  1153. 1:27:07–1:27:09Then let's go to sleep. He does so.
  1154. 1:27:11–1:27:13Enter Shavalaka.
  1155. 1:27:14–1:27:17I made an entrance for my body's round.
  1156. 1:27:17–1:27:19By force of art and arms.
  1157. 1:27:19–1:27:21A path to deeds.
  1158. 1:27:21–1:27:24I skinned my sides by crawling on the ground.
  1159. 1:27:24–1:27:28Like a snake that sluffs the skin no longer sound.
  1160. 1:27:28–1:27:31And now I go where my profession leads.
  1161. 1:27:32–1:27:34He gazes at the sky.
  1162. 1:27:34–1:27:35Joyfully.
  1163. 1:27:35–1:27:40See, the blessed moon is setting. For well I know.
  1164. 1:27:40–1:27:48My trade would feign from Watchman's eyes, be shrouded. Valiant. I force the dwelling of another.
  1165. 1:27:48–1:27:55But see, the stars in deepest dark are clouded. And the night shields me like a careful mother.
  1166. 1:27:55–1:28:03I made a breach in the orchard wall and entered. And now I must force my way into the inner court as well.
  1167. 1:28:03–1:28:11Yes. Let men call it vulgar. If they will. The trade that thrives while sleeps the sleepyhead.
  1168. 1:28:11–1:28:19Yes. Navery. Not bravery. Call it still. To overreach confiding folk abed.
  1169. 1:28:19–1:28:26Far better blame and hissing. Fairly won. Than the pay of genuflecting underlings.
  1170. 1:28:26–1:28:30This antique path was trod by Drona's son.
  1171. 1:28:30–1:28:32Who slew the sleeping?
  1172. 1:28:32–1:28:34Unsuspecting kings.
  1173. 1:28:34–1:28:37But where shall I make the breach?
  1174. 1:28:37–1:28:40Where is the spot which falling drops decayed?
  1175. 1:28:40–1:28:43For each betraying sound is deadened there.
  1176. 1:28:43–1:28:47No yawning breach should in the walls be made.
  1177. 1:28:47–1:28:50So treatises on robbery declare.
  1178. 1:28:50–1:28:52Where does the palace crumble?
  1179. 1:28:52–1:28:54Where the place
  1180. 1:28:54–1:28:58That nighter eaten bricks full soundness where?
  1181. 1:28:58–1:29:01Where shall I, scape the sight of woman's face?
  1182. 1:29:01–1:29:05Fulfillment of my wishes waits me there.
  1183. 1:29:06–1:29:07He feels the wall.
  1184. 1:29:07–1:29:14Here is a spot weakened by constant sun and sprinkling and eaten by salt-peeter rot.
  1185. 1:29:14–1:29:17And here is a pile of dirt thrown up by a mouse.
  1186. 1:29:17–1:29:19Now heaven be praised.
  1187. 1:29:19–1:29:21My venture prospers.
  1188. 1:29:21–1:29:25This is the first sign of success for Scander's sons.
  1189. 1:29:25–1:29:29Now, first of all, how shall I make the breach?
  1190. 1:29:29–1:29:35The Blessed Bearer of the Golden Lance has prescribed four varieties of breach.
  1191. 1:29:35–1:29:39Thus, if the bricks are baked, pull them out.
  1192. 1:29:39–1:29:42If they are unbaked, cut them.
  1193. 1:29:42–1:29:46If they are made of earth, wet them.
  1194. 1:29:46–1:29:49If they are made of wood, split them.
  1195. 1:29:49–1:29:55here we have baked bricks. ergo. pull out the bricks.
  1196. 1:29:55–1:29:59now what shall be the shape I give the breach? a lotus?
  1197. 1:30:00–1:30:30विश्सिस्टन, क्रेसण्मून, और, सुन, अब्लूं, और, क्रोस, और, भूल्जिंप्ट, फूर इच्छ, त्रीटिस लिज्पर्मित, विच्वाश्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्
  1198. 1:30:30–1:30:33And at my less successful ventures too.
  1199. 1:30:33–1:30:36The crowd of neighbors gazed by morning light,
  1200. 1:30:36–1:30:38Assigning praise or blame.
  1201. 1:30:38–1:30:41As was my due.
  1202. 1:30:41–1:30:43Praise to the boon conferring God,
  1203. 1:30:43–1:30:46To scander of immortal youth.
  1204. 1:30:46–1:30:47Praise to Him.
  1205. 1:30:47–1:30:50The bearer of the golden lance.
  1206. 1:30:50–1:30:51The brahmin's God.
  1207. 1:30:51–1:30:53The pious.
  1208. 1:30:53–1:30:54Praise to Him.
  1209. 1:30:54–1:30:56The child of the sun.
  1210. 1:30:56–1:30:57Praise to Him.
  1211. 1:30:57–1:30:59The teacher of magic.
  1212. 1:30:59–1:31:06whose first pupil I am, for he found pleasure in me and gave me magic ointment,
  1213. 1:31:06–1:31:12with which so I anointed be. No watchman's eye my form shall see,
  1214. 1:31:12–1:31:19and edged sword that falls on me from cruel wounds shall leave me free."
  1215. 1:31:19–1:31:26He anoints himself. Alas! I have forgotten my measuring line, reflecting,
  1216. 1:31:26–1:31:31Aha! This sacred cord shall be my measuring line.
  1217. 1:31:31–1:31:35Yes, the sacred cord is a great blessing to a Brahmin,
  1218. 1:31:35–1:31:38especially to one like me.
  1219. 1:31:38–1:31:41For, you see.
  1220. 1:31:41–1:31:43With this he measures.
  1221. 1:31:43–1:31:45Here he pierces a wall
  1222. 1:31:45–1:31:47and picks the lock.
  1223. 1:31:47–1:31:49When jewels are at stake,
  1224. 1:31:49–1:31:52it serves as key to bolted door and hall
  1225. 1:31:52–1:31:56as tourniquet for bite of worm and snake.
  1226. 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.
  1227. 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.
  1228. 1:32:22–1:32:23Then gazes.
  1229. 1:32:23–1:32:24Ah!
  1230. 1:32:24–1:32:26There burns a candle.
  1231. 1:32:26–1:32:27See!
  1232. 1:32:27–1:32:31Though jealous darkness hems it round,
  1233. 1:32:31–1:32:34the golden yellow candle from its place
  1234. 1:32:34–1:32:37shines through the breach upon the ground,
  1235. 1:32:37–1:32:42like a streak of gold upon the touchstone's face.
  1236. 1:32:42–1:32:45Now I must discover whether these two are feigning sleep,
  1237. 1:32:45–1:32:49or whether they are asleep in the fullest meaning of the term.
  1238. 1:32:49–1:32:54He tries to terrify them and notes the effect.
  1239. 1:32:54–1:32:58Yes, they must be asleep in the fullest meaning of the term.
  1240. 1:32:58–1:33:00For see.
  1241. 1:33:00–1:33:03Their breath first calmly rises.
  1242. 1:33:03–1:33:04Ear it sink.
  1243. 1:33:04–1:33:08Its regularity all fear defies.
  1244. 1:33:08–1:33:10Unmoving in their socket holes.
  1245. 1:33:10–1:33:15The eyes are tightly closed and never seem to wink.
  1246. 1:33:15–1:33:17The limbs relaxed.
  1247. 1:33:17–1:33:19At ease, the bodies lie.
  1248. 1:33:19–1:33:26I see their feet beyond the bedstead peep. The lighted candle vexes, not the eye. It would,
  1249. 1:33:26–1:33:36if they were only feigning sleep. He looks about him. What a drum! And here is a flute!
  1250. 1:33:36–1:33:45And here a snare drum! And here a lute! And read pipes! And yonder manuscripts!
  1251. 1:33:45–1:33:48Is this the house of a dancing master?
  1252. 1:33:48–1:33:49But no.
  1253. 1:33:49–1:33:51When I entered,
  1254. 1:33:51–1:33:54I was convinced that this was a palatial residence.
  1255. 1:33:54–1:33:56Now then,
  1256. 1:33:56–1:33:59is this man poor in the fullest meaning of the term?
  1257. 1:33:59–1:34:00Or,
  1258. 1:34:00–1:34:03from fear of the king or of thieves,
  1259. 1:34:03–1:34:06does he keep his property buried?
  1260. 1:34:06–1:34:07Well,
  1261. 1:34:07–1:34:09my own property is buried.
  1262. 1:34:09–1:34:10Too.
  1263. 1:34:10–1:34:14But I will scatter the seeds that betray subterranean gold.
  1264. 1:34:14–1:34:25He does so. The scattered seeds nowhere swell up. Ah, he is poor in the fullest meaning of the term. Good. I go.
  1265. 1:34:25–1:34:36Talking in his sleep. Look, man, I see something like a hole in the wall. I see something like a thief. You had better take this golden casket.
  1266. 1:34:36–1:35:00I 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.
  1267. 1:35:00–1:35:09Suppose I take it. But no. It is hardly proper to rob a man of good birth. Who is as poor as I am? I go.
  1268. 1:35:09–1:35:16My friend, by the wishes of cows and brahmens, I conjure you to take this golden casket.
  1269. 1:35:16–1:35:26One may not disregard the sacred wish of a cow and the wish of a brahmin. I will take it. But look. There burns the candle.
  1270. 1:35:26–1:35:33I keep about me a moth for the express purpose of extinguishing candles. I will let him enter the flame.
  1271. 1:35:33–1:35:38This is his place and hour. May this moth, which I hear release,
  1272. 1:35:38–1:35:42depart to flutter above the flame in varying circles.
  1273. 1:35:42–1:35:47The breeze from the insect's wings has translated the flame into a cursed darkness.
  1274. 1:35:47–1:35:53Or shall I not rather curse the darkness brought by me upon my Brahmanic family?
  1275. 1:35:53–1:35:59For my father was a man who knew the four Vedas, who would not accept a gift.
  1276. 1:35:59–1:36:04And I, Shavilaka, his son, and a Brahmin?
  1277. 1:36:04–1:36:09I am committing a crime for the sake of that courtesan girl Madanaka.
  1278. 1:36:09–1:36:11Now I will grant the Brahmin's wish.
  1279. 1:36:11–1:36:14He reaches out for the casket.
  1280. 1:36:14–1:36:18How cold your fingers are, man!
  1281. 1:36:18–1:36:19What carelessness!
  1282. 1:36:19–1:36:23My fingers are cold from touching water.
  1283. 1:36:23–1:36:26Well, I will put my hand in my armpit.
  1284. 1:36:26–1:36:30He warms his left hand and takes the casket.
  1285. 1:36:30–1:36:32Have you got it?
  1286. 1:36:32–1:36:36I could not refuse Abramon's request, I have it.
  1287. 1:36:36–1:36:42Now I shall sleep as peacefully as a merchant who has sold his wares.
  1288. 1:36:42–1:36:45Oh, great, Bramon! Sleep a hundred years.
  1289. 1:36:45–1:36:51Alas, that a Brahmin family should thus be plunged in darkness for the sake of Medanaka,
  1290. 1:36:51–1:36:52a courtesan.
  1291. 1:36:52–1:36:53Or better?
  1292. 1:36:53–1:36:57I myself am thus plunged in darkness.
  1293. 1:36:57–1:36:59A curse on poverty.
  1294. 1:36:59–1:37:00I say,
  1295. 1:37:00–1:37:03T is stranger to the manly will.
  1296. 1:37:03–1:37:05This act that shuns the light of day.
  1297. 1:37:05–1:37:07I curse indeed.
  1298. 1:37:07–1:37:09But do it still.
  1299. 1:37:09–1:37:10Well then,
  1300. 1:37:10–1:37:14I must go to Vasanticina's house to buy Medanaka's freedom.
  1301. 1:37:14–1:37:17He walks about and looks around him.
  1302. 1:37:17–1:37:18Ah!
  1303. 1:37:18–1:37:21I think I hear footsteps.
  1304. 1:37:21–1:37:23I hope they are not those of policemen.
  1305. 1:37:23–1:37:25Never mind.
  1306. 1:37:25–1:37:27I will pretend to be a pillar.
  1307. 1:37:27–1:37:28And wait.
  1308. 1:37:28–1:37:30But after all,
  1309. 1:37:30–1:37:32do policemen exist for me?
  1310. 1:37:32–1:37:34For Shavalaka?
  1311. 1:37:34–1:37:35Why?
  1312. 1:37:35–1:37:37I am a cat for crawling.
  1313. 1:37:37–1:37:39And a deer for flight.
  1314. 1:37:39–1:37:41A hawk for rending.
  1315. 1:37:41–1:37:43And a dog for sight.
  1316. 1:37:43–1:37:50to judge the strength of men that wake or sleep. A snake, when tea is advisable to creep,
  1317. 1:37:50–1:37:57illusions self to seem a saint or rogue, goddess of speech in understanding, brogue,
  1318. 1:37:57–1:38:04a light in blackest night, in holes a lizard I can be, a horse on terror, firmer,
  1319. 1:38:04–1:38:11and a ship upon the sea. And again, quick as a snake, and steady as a hill,
  1320. 1:38:11–1:38:19In flight the Prince of Birds can show no greater skill. In searching on the ground I am as keen as any hare.
  1321. 1:38:19–1:38:24In strength I am a lion. And a wolf to rend and tear.
  1322. 1:38:24–1:38:37Entering. Dear me. Vardamannakha went to sleep in the outer court. And now he is not there. Well, I will call my treyor. She walks about.
  1323. 1:38:37–1:38:41prepares to strike down Radanika, but first takes a look.
  1324. 1:38:41–1:38:45What? A woman? Good. I go.
  1325. 1:38:45–1:38:46Exit.
  1326. 1:38:46–1:38:48Recoiling in terror.
  1327. 1:38:48–1:38:54Oh, oh, a thief has cut a hole in the wall of our house and is escaping.
  1328. 1:38:54–1:38:57I must go and wake my Traya.
  1329. 1:38:57–1:38:59She approaches my Traya.
  1330. 1:38:59–1:39:03Oh, my Traya. Get up. Get up.
  1331. 1:39:03–1:39:08A thief has cut a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped.
  1332. 1:39:08–1:39:15Rising. What do you mean, Wench? A hole in the wall has cut a thief and has escaped.
  1333. 1:39:15–1:39:20Poor fool. Stop your joking. Don't you see it?
  1334. 1:39:20–1:39:28What do you mean, Wench? It looks as if a second door had been thrown open. Get up, friend Charadotta. Get up!
  1335. 1:39:28–1:39:32A thief has made a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped.
  1336. 1:39:32–1:39:37Yes, yes, a truce to your jests.
  1337. 1:39:37–1:39:40But it isn't a jest look.
  1338. 1:39:40–1:39:41Where?
  1339. 1:39:41–1:39:43Why, here.
  1340. 1:39:43–1:39:49Gazing, what a very remarkable hole. The bricks are drawn away below.
  1341. 1:39:49–1:39:57Above, the top is narrow, but the centre-wide, as if the Great House heart had burst with pride.
  1342. 1:39:57–1:40:00fearing less the unworthy ship
  1343. 1:40:00–1:40:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1344. 1:40:02–1:40:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1345. 1:40:04–1:40:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1346. 1:40:06–1:40:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1347. 1:40:08–1:40:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1348. 1:40:10–1:40:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1349. 1:40:12–1:40:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1350. 1:40:14–1:40:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  1351. 1:40:16–1:40:20For what man here in Ujjaini does not know how much wealth there is in our house?
  1352. 1:40:21–1:40:28Stranger he must have been who made the breach. His customs harvest in my house to reap.
  1353. 1:40:28–1:40:35He has not learned that vanished riches teach. A calm, untroubled sleep, he saw the
  1354. 1:40:35–1:40:42sometime greatness of my home. And forced in entrance, for his heart did leap. With short
  1355. 1:40:42–1:40:50lived hope, now he must elsewhere roam. And overbroken hopes must solly weep. Just think
  1356. 1:40:50–1:40:56of the poor fellow telling his friends, I entered the house of a merchant's son. And
  1357. 1:40:56–1:40:58found, nothing.
  1358. 1:40:58–1:41:04Do you mean to say that you pity the rascally robber? Thinks he, here's a great house.
  1359. 1:41:04–1:41:10Here's the place to carry off a jewel casket or a gold casket. He remembers the casket,
  1360. 1:41:10–1:41:14Respondently, aside, where is that golden casket?
  1361. 1:41:14–1:41:17He remembers the events of the night.
  1362. 1:41:17–1:41:22Allowed, look, man, you are always saying, Matria is a fool.
  1363. 1:41:22–1:41:27Matria is no scholar, but I certainly acted wisely in handing over that golden casket to
  1364. 1:41:27–1:41:28you.
  1365. 1:41:28–1:41:32If I hadn't, the son of a slave would have carried it off.
  1366. 1:41:32–1:41:36A truce to your jests.
  1367. 1:41:36–1:41:39Just because I may fool, do you suppose I don't even know the place and time
  1368. 1:41:39–1:41:42for a jest?
  1369. 1:41:42–1:41:44But when did this happen?
  1370. 1:41:44–1:41:48Why, when I told you that your fingers were cold.
  1371. 1:41:48–1:41:49It might have been.
  1372. 1:41:49–1:41:51He searches about.
  1373. 1:41:51–1:41:56Joyfully, my friend, I have something pleasant to tell you.
  1374. 1:41:56–1:41:59What, wasn't it stolen?
  1375. 1:41:59–1:42:01Yes.
  1376. 1:42:01–1:42:04What is the pleasant news, then?
  1377. 1:42:04–1:42:08The fact that he did not go away disappointed.
  1378. 1:42:08–1:42:11But it was only entrusted to our care.
  1379. 1:42:11–1:42:12What?
  1380. 1:42:12–1:42:14Intrusted to our care?
  1381. 1:42:14–1:42:16He swoones.
  1382. 1:42:16–1:42:17Come to yourself.
  1383. 1:42:17–1:42:22Man, is the fact that a thief Stolwa was entrusted to you.
  1384. 1:42:22–1:42:24Any reason why you should swoon?
  1385. 1:42:24–1:42:26Coming to himself.
  1386. 1:42:26–1:42:31Ah, my friend, who will believe the truth?
  1387. 1:42:31–1:42:32Suspicion now is sure.
  1388. 1:42:32–1:42:34This world will show no wrath.
  1389. 1:42:34–1:42:36To the inglorious poor.
  1390. 1:42:36–1:42:44Alas, if envious fate before has wooed my wealth alone, why should she seek my store of virtue
  1391. 1:42:44–1:42:46as her own?
  1392. 1:42:46–1:42:4725.
  1393. 1:42:47–1:42:49I intend to deny the whole thing.
  1394. 1:42:49–1:42:51Who gave anybody anything?
  1395. 1:42:51–1:42:54Who received anything from anybody?
  1396. 1:42:54–1:42:56Who was a witness?
  1397. 1:42:56–1:42:58And shall I tell a falsehood now?
  1398. 1:42:58–1:43:04No, I will beg until I earn the wearer dhal my debt to pay.
  1399. 1:43:04–1:43:09In noble falsehood I will spun. That steals the character away.
  1400. 1:43:10–1:43:16I will go and tell his good wife. She goes out, returning with Sherudita's wife.
  1401. 1:43:17–1:43:23Anxiously. Oh, is it true that my lord is uninjured, and may Treyor too?
  1402. 1:43:24–1:43:30It is true, mistress. But the gems which belong to the court of Xan have been stolen.
  1403. 1:43:30–1:43:37Sherudita's wife swoonz. Oh my good mistress. Come to yourself.
  1404. 1:43:37–1:43:46Recovering. Girl. How can you say that my lord is uninjured? Better that he were injured in body than in character.
  1405. 1:43:46–1:43:53For now the people of Ujaiini will say that my lord committed this crime because of his poverty.
  1406. 1:43:53–1:43:55She looks up and sighs.
  1407. 1:43:55–1:43:56Ah!
  1408. 1:43:56–1:43:58Mighty fate!
  1409. 1:43:58–1:44:00The destinies of the poor!
  1410. 1:44:00–1:44:04Uncertain as the water drops which fall upon a lotus leaf.
  1411. 1:44:04–1:44:07Seen to thee, but play things.
  1412. 1:44:07–1:44:10There remains to me this one necklace,
  1413. 1:44:10–1:44:13Which I brought with me from my mother's house.
  1414. 1:44:13–1:44:16But my lord would be too proud to accept it.
  1415. 1:44:16–1:44:17Girl!
  1416. 1:44:17–1:44:20Call Maitreya Hither.
  1417. 1:44:20–1:44:21Yes!
  1418. 1:44:21–1:44:22Mistress!
  1419. 1:44:22–1:44:28She approaches Maitreya. Maitreya, my lady summons you.
  1420. 1:44:28–1:44:30Where is she?
  1421. 1:44:30–1:44:32Here. Come.
  1422. 1:44:32–1:44:35Approaching. Heaven bless you.
  1423. 1:44:35–1:44:40I salute you, sir. Sir, will you look straight in front of you?
  1424. 1:44:40–1:44:45Madam, here stands a man who looks straight in front of him.
  1425. 1:44:45–1:44:48Sir, you must accept this.
  1426. 1:44:48–1:44:50Why?
  1427. 1:44:50–1:44:56I have observed the ceremony of the gems, and on this occasion one must make as great a present as
  1428. 1:44:56–1:44:59one made to a Brahmin.
  1429. 1:44:59–1:45:00This I have not seen.
  1430. 1:45:00–1:45:30तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ �
  1431. 1:45:30–1:45:34Here I am, take that, he displays the necklace.
  1432. 1:45:34–1:45:36What is this?
  1433. 1:45:36–1:45:40Why, that is the reward you get for marrying such a wife.
  1434. 1:45:40–1:45:44What? My wife takes pity on me?
  1435. 1:45:44–1:45:50Alas, now am I poor indeed. When fate so robs him of his all,
  1436. 1:45:50–1:45:56that on her pity he must fall. The man to woman's state doth fall.
  1437. 1:45:56–1:46:04The woman is the man. But no, I am not poor, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day.
  1438. 1:46:04–1:46:12Indi a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away. Ah, this the poor man
  1439. 1:46:12–1:46:19lacketh still. My Tria, take the necklace and go to Vasantasena. Tell her in my name that we
  1440. 1:46:19–1:46:26have gambled away the golden casket, forgetting that it was not our own, that we trust she
  1441. 1:46:26–1:46:30will accept this necklace in its place.
  1442. 1:46:30–1:46:33But you must not give away this necklace.
  1443. 1:46:33–1:46:35The pride of the Four Seas.
  1444. 1:46:35–1:46:40For that cheap thing that was stolen before we had a bite or a drink out of it.
  1445. 1:46:40–1:46:42Not so, my friend.
  1446. 1:46:42–1:46:46She showed her trust in leaving us her treasure.
  1447. 1:46:46–1:46:49The price of confidence has no less measure.
  1448. 1:46:49–1:46:53Friend, I conjure you by this gesture.
  1449. 1:46:53–1:46:57Not to return until you have delivered it into her hands.
  1450. 1:46:57–1:47:02Vrdhamanka, do you speedily fill up the opening with the self-same bricks?
  1451. 1:47:02–1:47:05Thus will I thwart the process of the law.
  1452. 1:47:05–1:47:09For the blemish of so great a scandal sticks.
  1453. 1:47:09–1:47:15And, friend Maitreya, you must show your pride by not speaking too despondently.
  1454. 1:47:15–1:47:19How can a poor man help speaking despondently?
  1455. 1:47:19–1:47:26Poor I am not, my friend, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day.
  1456. 1:47:26–1:47:31In thee a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away.
  1457. 1:47:31–1:47:35Ah, this the poor man lacketh still.
  1458. 1:47:35–1:47:42Go then, and after performing rites of purification, I will offer my morning prayer.
  1459. 1:47:42–1:47:50Excient Omnus. Enter a maid.
  1460. 1:47:50–1:47:57I am entrusted with a message for my mistress by her mother. Here is my mistress. She is
  1461. 1:47:57–1:48:04gazing at a picture and is talking with Madanika. I will go to her. She walks about. Then
  1462. 1:48:04–1:48:09enter Vasantasena as described. And Madanika.
  1463. 1:48:09–1:48:13Madhanika girl, is this portrait really like Charu Dutta?
  1464. 1:48:14–1:48:15Very like.
  1465. 1:48:16–1:48:17How do you know?
  1466. 1:48:17–1:48:21Because my mistress eyes are fastened so lovingly upon it.
  1467. 1:48:22–1:48:27Madhanika girl, do you say this because Kautasan courtesy demands it?
  1468. 1:48:28–1:48:35But mistress, is the courtesy of a girl who lives in a Kautasan's house, necessarily false.
  1469. 1:48:35–1:48:43Girl, potterzans meet so many kinds of men that they do learn a false courtesy.
  1470. 1:48:43–1:48:49But when the eyes of my mistress find such delight in a thing, and her heart too, what
  1471. 1:48:49–1:48:52need is there to ask the reason?
  1472. 1:48:52–1:48:56But I should not like to have my friends laugh at me.
  1473. 1:48:56–1:48:59You need not be afraid.
  1474. 1:48:59–1:49:01Women understand women.
  1475. 1:49:01–1:49:07Approaching, Mistress, your mother sends word that a covered cut is waiting at the side
  1476. 1:49:07–1:49:11door, and that you were to take a drive.
  1477. 1:49:11–1:49:15Tell me, is it Charu Ditta who invites me?
  1478. 1:49:15–1:49:22Mistress, the man who sent ornaments worth ten thousand gold pieces with the card.
  1479. 1:49:22–1:49:24Is who?
  1480. 1:49:24–1:49:28Is the king's brother-in-law, Sans Thanaka.
  1481. 1:49:28–1:49:34indignity, go, and never come again on such an errand.
  1482. 1:49:34–1:49:40Do not be angry, mistress. I was only sent with the message.
  1483. 1:49:40–1:49:44But it is the message which makes me angry.
  1484. 1:49:44–1:49:46But what shall I tell your mother?
  1485. 1:49:46–1:49:53Tell my mother never to send me another such message, unless she wishes to kill me.
  1486. 1:49:53–1:49:58As you will, exit. Less than enter Charvilaka.
  1487. 1:50:00–1:50:04अछि।
  1488. 1:50:04–1:50:08अछि।
  1489. 1:50:08–1:50:12अछि।
  1490. 1:50:12–1:50:16अछि।
  1491. 1:50:16–1:50:20अछि।
  1492. 1:50:20–1:50:24अछि।
  1493. 1:50:24–1:50:28अछि।
  1494. 1:50:28–1:50:32It was for Medanica's sake that I did the deed of sin.
  1495. 1:50:32–1:50:36I paid no heed to anyone who talked with serving men.
  1496. 1:50:36–1:50:39The houses ruled by women, folk.
  1497. 1:50:39–1:50:41These I avoided most.
  1498. 1:50:41–1:50:47And when policemen seemed to have me almost in their ken, I stood stock still and acted
  1499. 1:50:47–1:50:52just exactly like a post a hundred such manoeuvres did I constantly.
  1500. 1:50:52–1:50:58essay. And by such means succeeded in turning night today.
  1501. 1:50:58–1:51:00He walks about.
  1502. 1:51:00–1:51:06Girl, leave this picture on my sofa and come back at once with a fan.
  1503. 1:51:06–1:51:11Yes, mistress, exit with the picture.
  1504. 1:51:11–1:51:19This is Vasanthesena's house. I will enter. He does so. I wonder where I can find Madanaka.
  1505. 1:51:19–1:51:21Madanaka with the fan.
  1506. 1:51:21–1:51:24Shavalaka discovers her.
  1507. 1:51:24–1:51:25Ah!
  1508. 1:51:25–1:51:27It is Madanaka.
  1509. 1:51:27–1:51:30Surpassing Madana himself in charm.
  1510. 1:51:30–1:51:33She seems the bride of love.
  1511. 1:51:33–1:51:35Inhuman guys.
  1512. 1:51:35–1:51:38Even while my heart the flames of passion harm.
  1513. 1:51:38–1:51:41She brings a sandal coolness to my eyes.
  1514. 1:51:41–1:51:43Madanaka.
  1515. 1:51:43–1:51:45Discover Shravilga.
  1516. 1:51:45–1:51:47Oh, oh, oh, Shravilga.
  1517. 1:51:47–1:51:52I am so glad, Sharvelka. Where have you been?
  1518. 1:51:52–1:51:57I will tell you. They gaze at each other passionately.
  1519. 1:51:57–1:52:06How Mother Nika lingers. I wonder where she is. She looks through a bull's eye window. Why? There she stands.
  1520. 1:52:06–1:52:13Talking with a man. Her loving glance does not waver. And she gazes as if she would drink him in.
  1521. 1:52:13–1:52:17I imagine he must be the man who wishes to make her free.
  1522. 1:52:17–1:52:26Well, let her stay. Let her stay. Never interrupt anybody's happiness. I will not call her.
  1523. 1:52:26–1:52:35Tell me, Sharvilka. Sharvilaka looks about him uneasily. What is it, Sharvilka? You seem uneasy.
  1524. 1:52:35–1:52:39I will tell you a secret. Are we alone?
  1525. 1:52:39–1:52:41Of course we are.
  1526. 1:52:41–1:52:45What? A deep secret? I will not listen.
  1527. 1:52:45–1:52:51Tell me, Medanaka. Will Vasanticina take a price for your freedom?
  1528. 1:52:51–1:52:58The conversation has to do with me. Then I will hide behind this window and listen.
  1529. 1:52:58–1:53:07I asked my mistress about it. Sharvilaka. And she said that if she could have her way, she would free all her servants for nothing.
  1530. 1:53:07–1:53:13But, Sharvilaka, where did you find such a fortune that you can think of buying my freedom
  1531. 1:53:13–1:53:16from my mistress?
  1532. 1:53:16–1:53:19A victim to my poor perplight.
  1533. 1:53:19–1:53:21And your sweet love to win.
  1534. 1:53:21–1:53:28For you, my timid maid, last night, I did the deed of sin.
  1535. 1:53:28–1:53:29His face is tranquil.
  1536. 1:53:29–1:53:32It would be troubled, if he had sinned.
  1537. 1:53:32–1:53:40Oh, Sherwilka, for a mere nothing, for a woman, you have risked both things.
  1538. 1:53:40–1:53:41What things?
  1539. 1:53:41–1:53:45Your life and your character.
  1540. 1:53:45–1:53:49My foolish girl, fortune favours the brave.
  1541. 1:53:49–1:53:54Oh, Sherwilka, your character was without a stain.
  1542. 1:53:54–1:53:56You didn't do anything very bad.
  1543. 1:53:56–1:53:57Did you?
  1544. 1:53:57–1:54:01When for my sake you did the deed of sin?
  1545. 1:54:01–1:54:04The gems that magnify a woman's charm.
  1546. 1:54:04–1:54:06As flowers the creeping plant.
  1547. 1:54:06–1:54:08I do not harm.
  1548. 1:54:08–1:54:11I do not rob the Brahmin of his pelf.
  1549. 1:54:11–1:54:14Nor seize the sacrificial gold myself.
  1550. 1:54:14–1:54:18I do not steal the baby from the nurse.
  1551. 1:54:18–1:54:21Simply because I need to fill my purse.
  1552. 1:54:21–1:54:22Even as a thief.
  1553. 1:54:22–1:54:25I strive with mane and might.
  1554. 1:54:25–1:54:29For just distinction, twix the wrong and right.
  1555. 1:54:29–1:54:32And so you may tell Vasan to see neither this.
  1556. 1:54:32–1:54:35These ornaments were made for you to don.
  1557. 1:54:35–1:54:37Or so it seems to me.
  1558. 1:54:37–1:54:43But as you love me, never put them on where other folks may see.
  1559. 1:54:43–1:54:49But Sharvelaka, ornaments that nobody may see, and the quarters and the two things do
  1560. 1:54:49–1:54:51not hang together.
  1561. 1:54:51–1:54:52Give me the jewels.
  1562. 1:54:52–1:54:55I want to see them.
  1563. 1:54:55–1:54:56Here they are.
  1564. 1:54:56–1:54:59He gives them to her with some uneasiness.
  1565. 1:55:00–1:55:04अछि।
  1566. 1:55:04–1:55:08अछि।
  1567. 1:55:08–1:55:12विश्ट बाषान्त शारइड़ाता
  1568. 1:55:12–1:55:16विश्ट अछि।
  1569. 1:55:16–1:55:20विश्ट अछि।
  1570. 1:55:20–1:55:25This morning I heard in the merchant's quarter that the merchant chari-data
  1571. 1:55:26–1:55:29Basantacena and Medanica swoon
  1572. 1:55:30–1:55:38Medanica! Come to yourself! Why is it that now your figure seems to melt in limp despair?
  1573. 1:55:38–1:55:49Your 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!
  1574. 1:55:50–1:55:56Coming to herself. Oh, you reckless man. When you did with you what not to have done for my sake.
  1575. 1:55:56–1:56:00You didn't kill anybody or hurt anybody in that house?
  1576. 1:56:01–1:56:02Medanaka.
  1577. 1:56:03–1:56:07Shavalaka does not strike a terrified man or a man asleep.
  1578. 1:56:07–1:56:10I did not kill anybody nor hurt anybody.
  1579. 1:56:11–1:56:12Really?
  1580. 1:56:12–1:56:13Really?
  1581. 1:56:14–1:56:18Recovering consciousness. Ah, I breathe again.
  1582. 1:56:18–1:56:20Thank heaven
  1583. 1:56:20–1:56:22Jealousy
  1584. 1:56:22–1:56:24What does this, thank heaven, mean?
  1585. 1:56:24–1:56:26Medanica
  1586. 1:56:26–1:56:28I sinned for you
  1587. 1:56:28–1:56:30When love had made me pine
  1588. 1:56:30–1:56:32Although my house was good since time began
  1589. 1:56:32–1:56:34Love took my virtue
  1590. 1:56:34–1:56:36But my pride is mine
  1591. 1:56:36–1:56:38You call me friend and love another man
  1592. 1:56:40–1:56:42Meaningly
  1593. 1:56:42–1:56:44A noble youth is like a goodly tree
  1594. 1:56:44–1:56:46His wealth
  1595. 1:56:46–1:56:51His wealth, the fruit so fair, the courtesan is like a bird.
  1596. 1:56:51–1:56:55For she pecks him and leaves him bare.
  1597. 1:56:55–1:56:59Love is a fire. Whose flame is lust?
  1598. 1:56:59–1:57:04Whose fuel is gallantry? Where in our youth and riches must
  1599. 1:57:04–1:57:06Thus sacrificed be.
  1600. 1:57:06–1:57:11With a smile, his excitement is a little out of place.
  1601. 1:57:11–1:57:20Yes. Those men are fools. It seems to me, who trust to women or to gold? For golden girls,
  1602. 1:57:20–1:57:28tis plain to see, are false as virgin snakes and cold. Love not a woman. If you ever do,
  1603. 1:57:28–1:57:35she mocks at you and plays the gay deceiver. Yet if she loves you, you may love her
  1604. 1:57:35–1:57:42too. But if she doesn't leave her, too true it is that a courtesan will laugh and cry for
  1605. 1:57:42–1:57:50gold. She trusts you not, but waits your trustful hour. If virtue and a name are yours, then
  1606. 1:57:50–1:57:56hold. Avoid her as you would a graveyard flower. And again? As fickle as the billows
  1607. 1:57:56–1:58:03of the sea, glowing no longer than the evening sky. A woman takes your gold, then leaves
  1608. 1:58:03–1:58:12you free. You're worthless. Like cosmetics? When you're dry. Yes. Women are indeed fickle.
  1609. 1:58:12–1:58:19One man perhaps may hold her heart in trust. She lures another with kiketish eyes. Sports
  1610. 1:58:19–1:58:27with another in unseemly lust. Another yet her body satisfies. As someone has well said,
  1611. 1:58:27–1:58:30On mountain tops no lotuses are grown.
  1612. 1:58:30–1:58:34The horses' yoke, no arse will ever bear.
  1613. 1:58:34–1:58:37Rice never springs from seeds of barley sown.
  1614. 1:58:37–1:58:40A courtesan is not an honest fair.
  1615. 1:58:40–1:58:42A cursed chariodata.
  1616. 1:58:42–1:58:44You shall not live.
  1617. 1:58:44–1:58:46He takes a few steps.
  1618. 1:58:46–1:58:49Seizing the heme of his garment.
  1619. 1:58:49–1:58:54O you foolish man, your anger is so ridiculous.
  1620. 1:58:54–1:58:55Ridiculous.
  1621. 1:58:55–1:58:57How so?
  1622. 1:58:57–1:59:01Because these jewels belong to my mistress.
  1623. 1:59:01–1:59:02And what then?
  1624. 1:59:02–1:59:06And she left them with that gentle man.
  1625. 1:59:06–1:59:07What for?
  1626. 1:59:07–1:59:08Whispers.
  1627. 1:59:08–1:59:10That's why.
  1628. 1:59:10–1:59:12Sheepishly.
  1629. 1:59:12–1:59:13Confound it.
  1630. 1:59:13–1:59:16The sun was hot one summer day.
  1631. 1:59:16–1:59:18I sought the shadow.
  1632. 1:59:18–1:59:19There to stay.
  1633. 1:59:19–1:59:20Poor fool.
  1634. 1:59:20–1:59:22The kindly branch to pay.
  1635. 1:59:22–1:59:25I stole it sheltering leaves away.
  1636. 1:59:25–1:59:31How sorry he seems surely, he did this thing in ignorance.
  1637. 1:59:31–1:59:33What is to be done now?
  1638. 1:59:33–1:59:34Madanaka.
  1639. 1:59:34–1:59:38Your own wit should tell you that.
  1640. 1:59:38–1:59:39No.
  1641. 1:59:39–1:59:43For you must remember, nature herself gives women wit.
  1642. 1:59:43–1:59:46Men learn from books a little bit.
  1643. 1:59:46–1:59:53Sharvilka, if you will take my advice, restore the jewels to that righteous man.
  1644. 1:59:53–1:59:57Medanaka? What if he should prosecute me?
  1645. 1:59:57–1:59:59No cruel heat comes from the moon.
  1646. 2:00:00–2:00:03Good, Madhanika, Good
  1647. 2:00:03–2:00:09Madhanika, for what I did, I feel no grief nor fear.
  1648. 2:00:09–2:00:12Why tell me of this good man's virtues, hi?
  1649. 2:00:12–2:00:15Shame for my baseness touches me more near.
  1650. 2:00:15–2:00:19What can this king do to such rogues as I?
  1651. 2:00:19–2:00:24Nevertheless, your suggestion is inconsistent with prudence.
  1652. 2:00:24–2:00:27You must discover some other plan.
  1653. 2:00:27–2:00:32Yes, there is another plan. I wonder what it will be.
  1654. 2:00:32–2:00:39Pretend to be a servant of that gentle man, and give the jewels to my mistress.
  1655. 2:00:39–2:00:41And what then?
  1656. 2:00:41–2:00:49Then you are no thief, Charo-dictor has discharged his obligation, and my mistress has her jewels.
  1657. 2:00:49–2:00:52But isn't this course too reckless?
  1658. 2:00:52–2:00:57I tell you, give them to her. Any other course is too reckless.
  1659. 2:00:57–2:01:03Good, Madhu Nika, good. Spoken like a free woman.
  1660. 2:01:03–2:01:08Risen at last is wisdom's light. Because I followed after you,
  1661. 2:01:08–2:01:14when clouds obscure the moon by night. Tis hard to find a guide so true.
  1662. 2:01:14–2:01:18Then you must wait here a moment in Karma's shrine,
  1663. 2:01:18–2:01:21While I tell my mistress that you have come.
  1664. 2:01:22–2:01:23I will.
  1665. 2:01:24–2:01:30Approaches Vasantasina, mistress, Ibrahman has come from Charodatta to see you.
  1666. 2:01:30–2:01:35But girl, how do you know that he comes from Charodatta?
  1667. 2:01:35–2:01:38Should I not know my own, mistress?
  1668. 2:01:39–2:01:41Shaking her head and smiling.
  1669. 2:01:41–2:01:46Aside, splendid, allowed, bid him enter.
  1670. 2:01:46–2:01:52Yes, Mistress. Approaching Sharvelka. Enter, Sharvelka.
  1671. 2:01:52–2:01:57Approaches. With some embarrassment. My greetings to you.
  1672. 2:01:58–2:02:02I salute you, sir. Pray be seated.
  1673. 2:02:02–2:02:11The merchant sends this message. My house is so old that it is hard to keep this casket safe. Pray take it back.
  1674. 2:02:11–2:02:15He gives it to Madanaka and starts to leave.
  1675. 2:02:15–2:02:19Sir, will you undertake a return commission of mine?
  1676. 2:02:19–2:02:25Aside. Who will carry it? Allowed. And this commission is...
  1677. 2:02:25–2:02:29You will be good enough to accept Madanika.
  1678. 2:02:29–2:02:33Madam, I do not quite understand.
  1679. 2:02:33–2:02:35But I do.
  1680. 2:02:35–2:02:36How so?
  1681. 2:02:36–2:02:42Charu Dittal told me that I was to give Madanika to the man who should return these jewels.
  1682. 2:02:42–2:02:48You are therefore to understand that he makes you a present of her."
  1683. 2:02:48–2:02:49Aside.
  1684. 2:02:49–2:02:50Ah.
  1685. 2:02:50–2:02:52She sees through me.
  1686. 2:02:52–2:02:53Allowed.
  1687. 2:02:53–2:02:54Good.
  1688. 2:02:54–2:02:55Charidata.
  1689. 2:02:55–2:02:56Good.
  1690. 2:02:56–2:03:00On virtue only set your heart's desire.
  1691. 2:03:00–2:03:03The righteous poor attain to heights where to.
  1692. 2:03:03–2:03:06The wicked wealthy never may aspire.
  1693. 2:03:06–2:03:07And again?
  1694. 2:03:07–2:03:10On virtue let the human heart be set.
  1695. 2:03:10–2:03:13To virtue, nothing serves as check or let.
  1696. 2:03:13–2:03:21The moon, attaining unattainable, is led by virtue to her seat on Shiva's head.
  1697. 2:03:21–2:03:23Is my driver there?
  1698. 2:03:23–2:03:26Enter a servant with a bullock cart.
  1699. 2:03:26–2:03:28Mistress, the cart is ready.
  1700. 2:03:28–2:03:33Madhanika girl, you must show me a happy face.
  1701. 2:03:33–2:03:34You are free.
  1702. 2:03:34–2:03:36Enter the bullock cart.
  1703. 2:03:36–2:03:38But do not forget me.
  1704. 2:03:38–2:03:44Viping, my mistress drives me away. She falls at her feet.
  1705. 2:03:44–2:03:52You are now the one to whom honor should be paid. Go then, enter the cart. But do not forget me.
  1706. 2:03:52–2:03:59Heaven bless you. And you, Medanica. Turn upon her a happy face.
  1707. 2:03:59–2:04:08and hail with bended head the grace. That gives you now the name of wife. As a veil to keep you safe through life."
  1708. 2:04:08–2:04:13He enters the bullet cart with Medanaka and starts away.
  1709. 2:04:13–2:04:18Men. Men. We have the following orders from the chief of police.
  1710. 2:04:18–2:04:24A soothsayer has declared that a young herdsman named Ariaka is to become king,
  1711. 2:04:24–2:04:29trusting to this prophecy and alarmed thereyat.
  1712. 2:04:29–2:04:32King Palakka has taken him from his hamlet
  1713. 2:04:32–2:04:35and thrown him into strict confinement.
  1714. 2:04:35–2:04:37Therefore be watchful
  1715. 2:04:37–2:04:40and every man at his post.
  1716. 2:04:40–2:04:43Listening. What?
  1717. 2:04:43–2:04:46King Palakka has imprisoned my good friend Ariyaka?
  1718. 2:04:46–2:04:48And here I am.
  1719. 2:04:48–2:04:50A married man.
  1720. 2:04:50–2:04:51Confound it.
  1721. 2:04:51–2:04:52But no.
  1722. 2:04:52–2:04:54Two things alone.
  1723. 2:04:54–2:05:00His friend? His wife deserve man's love below. A hundred brides may
  1724. 2:05:00–2:05:30विश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्�
  1725. 2:05:30–2:05:32Bring my wife thither.
  1726. 2:05:32–2:05:36Yes, sir. Madanaka, if you desire it, dear.
  1727. 2:05:36–2:05:40But dear, you must be very careful. Exit.
  1728. 2:05:40–2:05:44Now is for me. I'll rouse my kin.
  1729. 2:05:44–2:05:49The kitchen cabinet. Those high in fame by strength of good right arm.
  1730. 2:05:49–2:05:53And those who would the king's contempt have met.
  1731. 2:05:53–2:05:57And royal slaves. To save my friend from harm.
  1732. 2:05:57–2:05:59Like old Yagandarayana.
  1733. 2:06:00–2:06:02For the good King Udayana.
  1734. 2:06:02–2:06:03And again?
  1735. 2:06:03–2:06:06My friend has causeless been confined
  1736. 2:06:06–2:06:09by wicked foes of timid kind.
  1737. 2:06:09–2:06:10I fly.
  1738. 2:06:10–2:06:12I fly to free him soon.
  1739. 2:06:13–2:06:15Like the eclipse-oppressed moon.
  1740. 2:06:15–2:06:16Exit.
  1741. 2:06:17–2:06:18Entering.
  1742. 2:06:18–2:06:19Mistress.
  1743. 2:06:19–2:06:21I congratulate you.
  1744. 2:06:21–2:06:24A brahman has come with a message from Charudatta.
  1745. 2:06:24–2:06:33Ah, this is a joyful day. Show him every mark of respect. Go, and have him conducted hither
  1746. 2:06:33–2:06:35by one of the pages.
  1747. 2:06:35–2:06:40Yes, Mistress. Exit.
  1748. 2:06:40–2:06:43Enter Maytraya with a page.
  1749. 2:06:43–2:06:50Well, Ravana, the king of the demons, travels with his chariot that they call the Blossom.
  1750. 2:06:50–2:06:52He earned it by his penances.
  1751. 2:06:52–2:06:54Now I am a Brahmin.
  1752. 2:06:54–2:06:59And though I never performed any penances, I travel with another sort of a blossom, a
  1753. 2:06:59–2:07:01woman of the town.
  1754. 2:07:01–2:07:06Sir, will you inspect our gateway?
  1755. 2:07:06–2:07:07Gaze is admiringly.
  1756. 2:07:07–2:07:12It has just been sprinkled and cleaned and received a coat of green.
  1757. 2:07:12–2:07:16The threshold of it is pretty as a picture with the offerings of all sorts of fragrant
  1758. 2:07:16–2:07:17flowers.
  1759. 2:07:17–2:07:21It stretches up its head as if it wanted to peep into the sky.
  1760. 2:07:21–2:07:26It is adorned with strings of jasmine garlands that hang down and toss about like the trunk
  1761. 2:07:26–2:07:28of the heavenly elephant.
  1762. 2:07:28–2:07:31It shines with its high ivory portal.
  1763. 2:07:31–2:07:36It is lovely with any number of holiday banners that gleam red as great rubies and wave
  1764. 2:07:36–2:07:37there.
  1765. 2:07:37–2:07:42Coquettish fingers as they flutter in the breeze and seem to invite me to enter.
  1766. 2:07:42–2:07:46Both sides are decorated with holiday water jars of crystal, which are charming with
  1767. 2:07:46–2:07:51their bright green mango twigs, and are set at the foot of the pillars that sustain the
  1768. 2:07:51–2:07:57portal. The doors are of gold. Thickly set with diamonds as hard to pierce as a giant's
  1769. 2:07:57–2:08:04breast it actually wearies a poor devil's. Envy, yes, Visantasina's house door is a
  1770. 2:08:04–2:08:09beautiful thing. Really, it forcibly challenges the attention of a man who doesn't care
  1771. 2:08:09–2:08:11about such things.
  1772. 2:08:11–2:08:16Come, sir, and enter the first cord.
  1773. 2:08:16–2:08:18Enter's and looks about.
  1774. 2:08:18–2:08:23Well, here in the first cord are rows of balconies brilliant as the moon.
  1775. 2:08:23–2:08:29Or as seashells, or as lotus stalks, whitened by handfuls of powder strewn over them, gleaming
  1776. 2:08:29–2:08:33with golden stairways inlaid with all sorts of gems.
  1777. 2:08:33–2:08:37They seem to gaze down on Ujai-ini with their round faces.
  1778. 2:08:37–2:08:41The crystal windows, from which strings of pearls are dangling.
  1779. 2:08:41–2:08:45The porter sits there and snoozes as comfortably as a professor.
  1780. 2:08:45–2:08:50The crows which they tempt with rice gruel and curdled milk will not eat the offering.
  1781. 2:08:50–2:08:53Because they can't distinguish it from the mortar.
  1782. 2:08:53–2:08:55Show me the way, madam.
  1783. 2:08:55–2:09:00Come, sir, and enter the second court.
  1784. 2:09:00–2:09:02Enter's and looks about.
  1785. 2:09:02–2:09:05Well, here in the second court the cart-bullocks are tied.
  1786. 2:09:05–2:09:10They grow fat on mouthfuls of grass and pulse-stocks which are brought them.
  1787. 2:09:10–2:09:14and left, by everybody, their horns are smeared with oil.
  1788. 2:09:14–2:09:19And here is another, a buffalo, snorting like a gentleman insulted.
  1789. 2:09:19–2:09:22And here is a ram having his neck rubbed.
  1790. 2:09:22–2:09:24Like a prize fighter after the fight.
  1791. 2:09:24–2:09:28And here are others, horses having their mains put in shape.
  1792. 2:09:28–2:09:30And here in a stall is another.
  1793. 2:09:30–2:09:33A monkey, tied fast like a thief.
  1794. 2:09:33–2:09:35He looks in another direction.
  1795. 2:09:35–2:09:37And here is an elephant.
  1796. 2:09:37–2:09:41Taking from his drivers a cake of rice and drippings and oil.
  1797. 2:09:41–2:09:43Show me the way, madam.
  1798. 2:09:43–2:09:48Come, sir, and enter the third court.
  1799. 2:09:48–2:09:49Enter's and looks about.
  1800. 2:09:49–2:09:53Well, here in the third court are these seats.
  1801. 2:09:53–2:09:55Prepared for young gentlemen to sit on.
  1802. 2:09:55–2:09:58A half-red book is lying on the gaming table.
  1803. 2:09:58–2:10:00the table itself has its own
  1804. 2:10:00–2:10:04नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग आछि।
  1805. 2:10:04–2:10:08नाटक विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग आछि।
  1806. 2:10:08–2:10:12नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  1807. 2:10:12–2:10:16नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  1808. 2:10:16–2:10:20नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  1809. 2:10:20–2:10:24नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  1810. 2:10:24–2:10:28नाटक विमर्शक रेक।
  1811. 2:10:28–2:10:33The symbols are falling, as the stars fall from heaven when their merit is exhausted.
  1812. 2:10:33–2:10:38The pipe is discoursing music as sweet as the humming of bees.
  1813. 2:10:38–2:10:43And here, again, is a lute that somebody is holding on his lap like a girl who is excited
  1814. 2:10:43–2:10:45by jealousy and love.
  1815. 2:10:45–2:10:48And he is stroking it with his fingers.
  1816. 2:10:48–2:10:54And here, again, are courtesan girls that sing as charmingly as honey-drunken bees.
  1817. 2:10:54–2:10:58And they are made to dance and recite a drama with love in it.
  1818. 2:10:58–2:11:02And water coolers are hanging in the windows so as to catch the breeze.
  1819. 2:11:02–2:11:05Show me the way, madam.
  1820. 2:11:05–2:11:09Come, sir, and enter the fifth court.
  1821. 2:11:09–2:11:11Enter's and looks about.
  1822. 2:11:11–2:11:16Well, here in the fifth court the overpowering smell of asafetida and oil is attractive
  1823. 2:11:16–2:11:19enough to make a poor devil's mouth water.
  1824. 2:11:19–2:11:22The kitchen is kept hot all the time.
  1825. 2:11:22–2:11:24And the gusts of steam.
  1826. 2:11:24–2:11:30with all sorts of good smells. Seem like sighs issuing from its mouth like doors. The smell of
  1827. 2:11:30–2:11:37the preparation of all kinds of foods and sauces makes me smack my lips. And here, again, is a
  1828. 2:11:37–2:11:43butcher's boy washing a mess of chitterlings as if it were an old loincloth. The cook is preparing
  1829. 2:11:43–2:11:49every kind of food. Sweet meats are being constructed, cakes are being baked, to himself.
  1830. 2:11:49–2:11:54I wonder if I am to get a chance to wash my feet in an invitation to eat what I can hold.
  1831. 2:11:54–2:12:02He looks in another direction. There are courtesans and bastard pages adorned with any number of jewels,
  1832. 2:12:02–2:12:09just like gondar vieis and obserises. Really, this house is heaven. Tell me, who are you bastards anyway?
  1833. 2:12:10–2:12:17Why? We are bastard pages, petted in a stranger's court. Fed on stranger's food,
  1834. 2:12:17–2:12:21Stranger's money makes our sport not so very good.
  1835. 2:12:21–2:12:25Stranger women gave us birth. Stranger men begot.
  1836. 2:12:25–2:12:28Baby elephants in mirth. We're a bastard lot.
  1837. 2:12:29–2:12:31Show me the way, madam.
  1838. 2:12:32–2:12:35Come, sir, and enter the sixth court.
  1839. 2:12:36–2:12:41Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the sixth court they are working in golden jewels.
  1840. 2:12:42–2:12:46The arches set with sapphires look as if they were the home of the rainbow.
  1841. 2:12:46–2:12:54The jewelers are testing the lapis lazuli, the pearls, the corals, the topaz, the sapphires,
  1842. 2:12:54–2:13:01the cat's eyes, the rubies, the emeralds, and all the other kinds of gems rubies are being
  1843. 2:13:01–2:13:07set in gold. Golden ornaments are being fashioned. Pearls are being strung on a red cord. Pieces
  1844. 2:13:07–2:13:13of lapis lazuli are being cleverly polished. Shells are being pierced. Corals are being
  1845. 2:13:13–2:13:19ground, wet bundles of saffron are being dried. Musk is being moistened, sandalwood is being
  1846. 2:13:19–2:13:25ground to make sandal water. Perfumes are being compounded, beetle leaves and camphor are being
  1847. 2:13:25–2:13:32given to courtesans and their lovers. Coquettish glances are being exchanged. Laughter is going on,
  1848. 2:13:32–2:13:38wine is being drunk incessantly with sounds of glee. Here are men servants, here are maid
  1849. 2:13:38–2:13:44servants, and here are men who forget child and wife and money. When the courtesans, who
  1850. 2:13:44–2:13:49have drunk the wine from the liquor jars, give them the midden, they, drink, show me the
  1851. 2:13:49–2:13:51way, madam.
  1852. 2:13:51–2:13:56Come, sir, and enter the seventh court.
  1853. 2:13:56–2:14:01Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the seventh court the mated doves are sitting
  1854. 2:14:01–2:14:07comfortably in their snug dove coats. Billing and cooing and nothing else. And perfectly
  1855. 2:14:07–2:14:12happy, and there is a parrot in a cage, chanting like a Brahmin with a bellyful of curdled
  1856. 2:14:12–2:14:14milk and rice.
  1857. 2:14:14–2:14:20And here, again, is a talking thrush, chattering like a housemaid who spreads herself because
  1858. 2:14:20–2:14:22somebody noticed her.
  1859. 2:14:22–2:14:27A cuckoo, her throat still happy from tasting all sorts of fruit syrups.
  1860. 2:14:27–2:14:29Is cooing like a procurus?
  1861. 2:14:29–2:14:32Rose of cages are hanging from pegs.
  1862. 2:14:32–2:14:34Quails are being egged on to fight.
  1863. 2:14:34–2:14:36Partridges are being made to talk.
  1864. 2:14:36–2:14:41pigeons are being provoked. A tame peacock that looks as if he was adorned with all sorts
  1865. 2:14:41–2:14:47of gems is dancing happily about. And as he flaps his wings, he seems to be fanning the
  1866. 2:14:47–2:14:53roof which is distressed by the rays of the sun. He looks in another direction. Here
  1867. 2:14:53–2:14:58are pairs of flamingos like moonbeams rolled into a ball that wander about after pretty
  1868. 2:14:58–2:15:00girls. As
  1869. 2:15:00–2:15:30विचार-विमर्शक नाटक 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 ना
  1870. 2:15:30–2:15:36totologous ornaments. Who wanders about, stumbling and stretching his limbs?
  1871. 2:15:36–2:15:40Sir, this is my mistress brother.
  1872. 2:15:40–2:15:47What sort of ascetic exercises does a man have to perform, in order to be born as Vasantacina's brother?
  1873. 2:15:47–2:15:55But no, he may be shiny, may be greasy, and perfumed may he be. And yet I warn you to go easy.
  1874. 2:15:55–2:15:58He's a graveyard champak tree.
  1875. 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.
  1876. 2:16:10–2:16:14Sir, that is my mistress mother.
  1877. 2:16:14–2:16:25Lord, 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?
  1878. 2:16:25–2:16:33Rascal, you must not make fun of our mother so. She is pining away under a quartan ague.
  1879. 2:16:33–2:16:42Bursts out laughing. O thou blessed quartan ague. Look thou upon a brahmin. Even upon me, with this thy favour.
  1880. 2:16:42–2:16:45Rascal, may death strike you.
  1881. 2:16:45–2:16:51Bursts out laughing. Why? Wench. A potbelly like that is better dead.
  1882. 2:16:51–2:16:58Drinking brandy, rum, and wine, mother fell extremely ill, if mother now should peek in pine.
  1883. 2:16:58–2:17:06A jackal pack would have its fill. Well, I have seen Vasantasina's palace with its many incidents and its eight courts.
  1884. 2:17:06–2:17:11And really, it seems as if I had seen the triple heaven in a nutshell.
  1885. 2:17:11–2:17:20I 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?
  1886. 2:17:20–2:17:24She is here in the orchard. Enter, sir.
  1887. 2:17:25–2:17:31Enter's and looks about. Well, what a beautiful orchard. There are any number of trees planted here,
  1888. 2:17:31–2:17:38and they are covered with the most wonderful flowers. Silken swings are hung under the thick set trees.
  1889. 2:17:38–2:17:44Just big enough for a girl to sit in. The golden jasmine, the chefelika, the white jasmine,
  1890. 2:17:44–2:17:51the jesamin, the navamalaka, the amaranth, the spring creeper, and all the other flowers have fallen
  1891. 2:17:51–2:17:58of themselves. And really, it makes Indra's heaven look dingy. He looks in another direction.
  1892. 2:17:58–2:18:03And the pond here looks like the morning twilight. For the lilies and red lotuses are as splendid
  1893. 2:18:03–2:18:10as the rising sun. And again, the Ashoka tree, whose twigs so merry, and crimson flowers have
  1894. 2:18:10–2:18:17just appeared. Seems like a battling mercenary. With clotting crimson gore besmeared. Good!
  1895. 2:18:17–2:18:26Now where's your mistress? If you would stop stargazing, sir, you would see her. Perceives
  1896. 2:18:26–2:18:35Visantasina and approaches. Heaven bless you. Speaking in Sanskrit. Ah, Maitreya. Rising.
  1897. 2:18:35–2:18:40You are very welcome. Here is a seat. Pray be seated.
  1898. 2:18:40–2:18:44When you are seated, madam, they both seat themselves.
  1899. 2:18:44–2:18:47Is the merchant's son well?
  1900. 2:18:47–2:18:49Well, madam.
  1901. 2:18:49–2:18:56Tell me, good my trayor, do friends, like birds, yet seek a shelter free.
  1902. 2:18:56–2:19:02Beneath the modest boughs of this fair tree, whose leaves are virtues, confidence its
  1903. 2:19:02–2:19:06Its blossoms on her, good its precious fruit.
  1904. 2:19:06–2:19:10Aside, a good description by a naughty woman.
  1905. 2:19:10–2:19:12Aloud, they do, indeed.
  1906. 2:19:12–2:19:16Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming?
  1907. 2:19:16–2:19:22Listen, madam, the excellent charidata folds his hands and requests.
  1908. 2:19:22–2:19:25Folding her hands, and commands.
  1909. 2:19:25–2:19:30He says he imagined that that golden casket was his own and gambled it away.
  1910. 2:19:30–2:19:36and nobody knows where the gambling master has gone, for he is employed in the king's business.
  1911. 2:19:36–2:19:43Mistress, I congratulate you. The gentleman has turned gambler.
  1912. 2:19:43–2:19:53Aside, it was stolen by a thief, and he is so proud that he says he gambled it away. I love him for that.
  1913. 2:19:53–2:19:59He requests that you will therefore be good enough to accept in its place this necklace of pearls.
  1914. 2:20:00–2:20:06Aside, shall I show him the jewels? Reflecting, no, not yet.
  1915. 2:20:06–2:20:09Why don't you take this necklace?
  1916. 2:20:09–2:20:14Laughs and looks at her friend. Why should I not take the necklace?
  1917. 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?
  1918. 2:20:23–2:20:26Even after its blossoms are gone?
  1919. 2:20:26–2:20:27Allowed!
  1920. 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.
  1921. 2:20:34–2:20:36Aside!
  1922. 2:20:36–2:20:39What else does she expect to get out of a visit to our house?
  1923. 2:20:39–2:20:46Allowed! Madam, I will tell him, aside, to have nothing more to do with this courtesan.
  1924. 2:20:46–2:20:47Exit!
  1925. 2:20:47–2:20:50Take these jewels, girl.
  1926. 2:20:50–2:20:53Let us go and bring cheer to Charodatta.
  1927. 2:20:53–2:20:59But Mistress, see, an untimely storm is gathering.
  1928. 2:20:59–2:21:03The clouds may come, the rain may fall forever.
  1929. 2:21:03–2:21:06The night may blacken in the sky above.
  1930. 2:21:06–2:21:08For this I care not.
  1931. 2:21:08–2:21:10No, I will not waver.
  1932. 2:21:10–2:21:13My heart is journeying to him I love.
  1933. 2:21:13–2:21:16Take the necklace, girl, and come quickly.
  1934. 2:21:16–2:21:18Exceeant Omnis.
  1935. 2:21:18–2:21:26The love-lawn Charodata appears, seated.
  1936. 2:21:26–2:21:34Looks up, an untimely storm is gathering. For see, the peacocks gaze and lift their fans on high.
  1937. 2:21:34–2:21:41The swans forget their purpose to depart. The untimely storm afflicts the blackened sky.
  1938. 2:21:41–2:21:48And the wistful lovers' heart. And again, the wet bull's belly wears no deeper dye.
  1939. 2:21:48–2:21:57in flashing lightning's golden mantle clad. While cranes, his buglers, make the heaven glad,
  1940. 2:21:57–2:22:05the cloud, a second Vishnu, mounts the sky, and yet again, as dark as Vishnu's form,
  1941. 2:22:05–2:22:12with circling cranes, to trumpet him, instead of bugle strains, and garments in lightning's
  1942. 2:22:12–2:22:20silk and robe, approaches now the harbinger of rains. When lightning's lamp is lit, the
  1943. 2:22:20–2:22:26silver river, impetuous falls from out the cloudy womb, like severed lace from heaven
  1944. 2:22:26–2:22:34cloaking bloom. It gleams an instant, then is gone forever, like shoaling fishes, or
  1945. 2:22:34–2:22:42like dolphins shy, or like to swans, toward heaven's vault that fly. Like paired flamingos,
  1946. 2:22:42–2:22:49then made together, like mighty pinnacles that tower on high. In thousand forms the tumbling
  1947. 2:22:49–2:22:57clouds embrace. Though torn by winds, they gather, interlace, and paint the ample canvas
  1948. 2:22:57–2:23:05of the sky. The sky is black as Drita Rastra's face, proud as the champion of Kuru's race.
  1949. 2:23:05–2:23:09The Hottie Peacock shrills his joy abroad.
  1950. 2:23:09–2:23:15The cuckoo, in Yudhishtira's sad case, is forced to wander if he would not die.
  1951. 2:23:15–2:23:19The swans must leave their forest homes and fly.
  1952. 2:23:19–2:23:25Like Pandu's sons, to seek an unknown place.
  1953. 2:23:25–2:23:26Reflecting.
  1954. 2:23:26–2:23:31It is long since Maitreya went to visit Vasanthasena.
  1955. 2:23:31–2:23:34And even yet he does not come.
  1956. 2:23:34–2:23:36Dr. Matreya
  1957. 2:23:36–2:23:39Can found the courtesan's avarice and her incivility.
  1958. 2:23:39–2:23:42To think of her making so short a story of it.
  1959. 2:23:42–2:23:46Over and over she repeats something about the affection she feels.
  1960. 2:23:46–2:23:50And then without more ado she pockets the necklace.
  1961. 2:23:50–2:23:53She is rich enough so that she might at least have said,
  1962. 2:23:53–2:23:59Good matreya, rest a little, you must not go until you have had a cup to drink.
  1963. 2:23:59–2:24:00Can found the courtesan.
  1964. 2:24:00–2:24:04I hope I LL never set eyes on her again.
  1965. 2:24:04–2:24:10Wearily, the proverb is right, it is hard to find a lotus plant without a root, a merchant
  1966. 2:24:10–2:24:16who never cheats, a goldsmith who never steals, a village gathering without a fight, and
  1967. 2:24:16–2:24:18a courtesan without avarice.
  1968. 2:24:18–2:24:24Well, I LL find my friend and persuade him to have nothing more to do with this courtesan.
  1969. 2:24:24–2:24:27He walks about until he discovers Charodata.
  1970. 2:24:27–2:24:37Ah, my good friend is sitting in the orchard. I, LL go to him. Approaching, Heaven bless you. May happiness be yours.
  1971. 2:24:37–2:24:46Looking up, ah, my friend Maitreya has returned. You are very welcome, my friend. Pray be seated.
  1972. 2:24:46–2:24:47Thank you.
  1973. 2:24:47–2:24:51Tell me of your errand, my friend.
  1974. 2:24:51–2:24:53My errand went all wrong.
  1975. 2:24:53–2:24:57What? Did she not accept the necklace?
  1976. 2:24:57–2:25:00How could we expect such a piece of love?
  1977. 2:25:00–2:25:30विचार-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
  1978. 2:25:30–2:25:35have a second grievance. She tipped her friend the wink, covered her face with the hem of
  1979. 2:25:35–2:25:41her dress, and laughed at me, and so, braum and though I am, I hereby fall on my face
  1980. 2:25:41–2:25:46before you and beg you not to have anything more to do with this courtesan. That sort
  1981. 2:25:46–2:25:52of society does any amount of damage. A courtesan is like a pebble in your shoe. It hurts
  1982. 2:25:52–2:25:58before you get rid of it. And one thing more, my friend, a courtesan, an elephant,
  1983. 2:25:58–2:26:05A scribe, a mendicant friar, a swindler, and an ass wear these dwell, not even rogues are
  1984. 2:26:05–2:26:06born.
  1985. 2:26:06–2:26:11Oh, my friend, a truce to all your detraction.
  1986. 2:26:11–2:26:14My poverty of itself prevents me.
  1987. 2:26:14–2:26:19For consider, the horse would gladly hasten here and there.
  1988. 2:26:19–2:26:21But his legs fail him.
  1989. 2:26:21–2:26:26For his breath departs, so men's vain wishes wander everywhere.
  1990. 2:26:26–2:26:34Then, weary grown, return into their hearts, then too, my friend, if wealth is thine, the
  1991. 2:26:34–2:26:39maid is thine, for maids are won by gold.
  1992. 2:26:39–2:26:48Aside, and not by virtue cold, allowed, but wealth is now no longer mine, and her I may
  1993. 2:26:48–2:26:50not hold.
  1994. 2:26:50–2:26:56down, aside, from the way he looks up in size. I conclude that my effort to distract him
  1995. 2:26:56–2:27:02has simply increased his longing. The proverb is right, you can't reason with a lover.
  1996. 2:27:02–2:27:08Allowed. Well, she told me to tell you that she would have to come here this evening.
  1997. 2:27:08–2:27:11I suppose she isn't satisfied with the necklace and is coming to look for something
  1998. 2:27:11–2:27:12else.
  1999. 2:27:12–2:27:20Let her come, my friend. She shall not depart unsatisfied. Enter kumbhilka.
  2000. 2:27:20–2:27:32Listen! 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.
  2001. 2:27:32–2:27:35He bursts out laughing.
  2002. 2:27:35–2:27:39I make the sweet flute speak from seven holes.
  2003. 2:27:39–2:27:43I make the loud flute speak on seven strings.
  2004. 2:27:43–2:27:47In singing, I essay the donkey's rolls.
  2005. 2:27:47–2:27:50No god can match my music when he sings.
  2006. 2:27:50–2:27:54My mistress, Vasantasina, said to me,
  2007. 2:27:54–2:27:58kumbhalaka, go and tell Sharudatta that I am coming.
  2008. 2:27:58–2:28:03So here I am, on my way to Sharudatta's house.
  2009. 2:28:03–2:28:07He walks about and as he enters
  2010. 2:28:07–2:28:09discovers Charodata
  2011. 2:28:09–2:28:14Here is Charodata in the orchard and here is that wretched jack-o'-napes
  2012. 2:28:15–2:28:18To well, I'll go up to them. What?
  2013. 2:28:19–2:28:24The orchard gate is shut. Good. I'll give this jack-o'-napes a hint
  2014. 2:28:24–2:28:26He throws lumps of mud
  2015. 2:28:27–2:28:32Well, who is this pelting me with mud as if I were an apple tree inside of a fence?
  2016. 2:28:33–2:28:38Doubtless the pigeons that play on the roof of the garden house.
  2017. 2:28:38–2:28:45Wait a minute, you confounded pigeon. With this stick I'll bring you down from the roof to the ground.
  2018. 2:28:45–2:28:50Like an overripe mango, he raises his stick and starts to run.
  2019. 2:28:50–2:28:57Holding him back by the sacred cord. Sit down, my friend, what do you mean?
  2020. 2:28:57–2:29:01Leave the poor pigeon alone with his mate.
  2021. 2:29:01–2:29:10What? He sees the pigeon and doesn't see me. Good. I'll hit him again with another lump of mud. He does so.
  2022. 2:29:10–2:29:22Looks about him. What? Cumbulaka? I'll be with you in a minute. He approaches and opens the gate. Well, Cumbulaka, come in. I'm glad to see you.
  2023. 2:29:22–2:29:25Enters. I salute you, sir.
  2024. 2:29:25–2:29:30Where do you come from, man, in this rain and darkness?
  2025. 2:29:30–2:29:32You see, she's here.
  2026. 2:29:32–2:29:35Who's she? Who's here?
  2027. 2:29:35–2:29:38She. See, she.
  2028. 2:29:38–2:29:40Look here, you son of a slave.
  2029. 2:29:40–2:29:44What makes you sigh like a half-starved old beggar in a famine?
  2030. 2:29:44–2:29:46With your, she, she, she.
  2031. 2:29:46–2:29:51And what makes you hoot like an owl with your, who, who, who?
  2032. 2:29:51–2:29:53All right, tell me.
  2033. 2:29:53–2:29:56Aside, suppose I say it this way.
  2034. 2:29:56–2:29:59Allowed, I'll give you a riddle, man.
  2035. 2:29:59–2:30:00It's
  2036. 2:30:00–2:30:30नाटक आछिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव
  2037. 2:30:30–2:30:34You fool, in spring, in wasanta.
  2038. 2:30:34–2:30:39Returns to kumbolaka. You fool, in spring, in vasanta.
  2039. 2:30:39–2:30:44Now I ll give you another. Who guards thriving villages?
  2040. 2:30:44–2:30:46Why, the guard?
  2041. 2:30:46–2:30:49Laughing, wrong.
  2042. 2:30:49–2:30:58Well, I'm stuck, reflecting. Good. I'll ask charodata again. He returns and puts the question to charodata.
  2043. 2:30:58–2:31:02The army, my friend, the sena
  2044. 2:31:02–2:31:07Comes back to Kumbulaka, the army, you jackass, the sena
  2045. 2:31:07–2:31:11Now put the two together and say, M fast
  2046. 2:31:11–2:31:13Sena vasanta
  2047. 2:31:13–2:31:16Say it turned around
  2048. 2:31:16–2:31:19Turns around, sena vasanta
  2049. 2:31:19–2:31:24You fool, you jacka-napes, turn the parts of the thing around
  2050. 2:31:24–2:31:28turns his feet around, Sena Vasanta.
  2051. 2:31:28–2:31:32You fool! Turn the parts of the word around.
  2052. 2:31:32–2:31:35After reflection, Vasanta Sena.
  2053. 2:31:35–2:31:37She's here.
  2054. 2:31:37–2:31:39Then I must tell Charada.
  2055. 2:31:39–2:31:44Approaching, well, Charada, your creditor is here.
  2056. 2:31:44–2:31:48How should a creditor come into my family?
  2057. 2:31:48–2:31:51Not in the family perhaps, but at the door.
  2058. 2:31:51–2:31:53Vasanta Sena is here.
  2059. 2:31:53–2:31:56Why do you deceive me, my friend?
  2060. 2:31:56–2:32:00If you can't trust me, then ask Kumbulaka here.
  2061. 2:32:00–2:32:03Kumbulaka, you jackass, come here.
  2062. 2:32:04–2:32:07Approaching. I salute you, sir.
  2063. 2:32:07–2:32:13You are welcome, my good fellow. Tell me, is Wusanta Sina really here?
  2064. 2:32:13–2:32:18Yes, she's here. Wusanta Sina is here.
  2065. 2:32:18–2:32:25Joyfully, my good fellow, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded.
  2066. 2:32:25–2:32:30Take this as your recompense. He gives him his mantle.
  2067. 2:32:30–2:32:36Take it and boughs. Gleefully, I'll tell my mistress.
  2068. 2:32:36–2:32:38Exit.
  2069. 2:32:38–2:32:41Do you see why she comes in a storm like this?
  2070. 2:32:41–2:32:45I do not quite understand, my friend.
  2071. 2:32:45–2:32:52I know, she has an idea that the pearl necklace is cheap, and the golden casket expensive.
  2072. 2:32:52–2:32:56She isn't satisfied, and she has come to look for something more.
  2073. 2:32:56–2:33:02Aside, she shall not depart unsatisfied.
  2074. 2:33:02–2:33:07Then enter the love-lawn vasanticina in a splendid garment.
  2075. 2:33:07–2:33:14Fit for a woman who goes to meet her lover, a maid with an umbrella, and the courtier,
  2076. 2:33:14–2:33:21Referring to Versanticina, Lakshmi without the lotus flower is she,
  2077. 2:33:21–2:33:25loveliest arrow of God, come as bow,
  2078. 2:33:25–2:33:28the sweetest blossom on love's magic tree.
  2079. 2:33:28–2:33:32See how she moves, so gracefully and slow.
  2080. 2:33:32–2:33:36In passion's hour she still loves modesty.
  2081. 2:33:36–2:33:40In her good wives their dearest sorrow know
  2082. 2:33:40–2:33:43when passion's drama shall enacted be.
  2083. 2:33:43–2:33:47When on love stage appears the passing show,
  2084. 2:33:47–2:33:50a host of wanderers shall bend them low,
  2085. 2:33:50–2:33:53glad to be slaves in such captivity.
  2086. 2:33:53–2:33:57See! Vasantacena! See!
  2087. 2:33:57–2:34:00The clouds hang drooping to the mountain peaks,
  2088. 2:34:00–2:34:02like a maiden's heart.
  2089. 2:34:02–2:34:06That distant lover seeks the peacock's startle
  2090. 2:34:06–2:34:08when the thunder booms
  2091. 2:34:08–2:34:11and fan the heaven with all their jeweled plumes.
  2092. 2:34:11–2:34:17And again? Mud-stained. And pelted by the streaming rain.
  2093. 2:34:17–2:34:20To drink the falling drops, the frogs are fain.
  2094. 2:34:20–2:34:24Full-throated peacocks love shrill passion show.
  2095. 2:34:24–2:34:28And neeper flowers like brilliant candles glow.
  2096. 2:34:28–2:34:33Unfaithful clouds obscure the hostage moon. Like naves.
  2097. 2:34:33–2:34:39Unworthy of so dear a boon. Like some poor maid of better breeding bear.
  2098. 2:34:39–2:34:43The impatient lightning rests not anywhere.
  2099. 2:34:43–2:34:46Sir, what you say is most true.
  2100. 2:34:46–2:34:50For the night, an angry rival, bars my way,
  2101. 2:34:50–2:34:53Her thunder's fame would check and hinder me.
  2102. 2:34:53–2:34:57Fond fool, with him I love thou shalt not stay.
  2103. 2:34:57–2:35:00T is I, T is I.
  2104. 2:35:00–2:35:30नाटक 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 आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ�
  2105. 2:35:30–2:35:39But see, Vasantasena, another cloud, Spared by the fickle fury of the air, a flood of
  2106. 2:35:39–2:35:42arrows in his rushing streams.
  2107. 2:35:42–2:35:50His drum, the roaring thunder's mighty blare, His banner, living lightning's awful gleams,
  2108. 2:35:50–2:35:57Rages within the sky, and shows him bold, Mid-beams that to the moon allegiance, oh,
  2109. 2:35:57–2:36:03a hero king within the hostile hold of his unwarlike foe.
  2110. 2:36:03–2:36:11True, true, and more than this, as dark as elephants, these clouds alone, fall like a
  2111. 2:36:11–2:36:17cruel dart with streaks of lightning and with white birds strewn to wound my wretched heart.
  2112. 2:36:17–2:36:26But, oh, why should the heron, bird of doom, with that perfidious sound, of, rain, rain,
  2113. 2:36:26–2:36:33green, grim summons to the tomb. For her who spends her lonely hours in blooms true salt
  2114. 2:36:33–2:36:36upon the wound.
  2115. 2:36:36–2:36:44Very true. Vasantasena. And yet again. It seems as if the sky would take the guise of some
  2116. 2:36:44–2:36:51fierce elephant to service bread. The lightning like a waving streamer flies. And white cranes
  2117. 2:36:51–2:36:53serve to deck his mighty head.
  2118. 2:36:53–2:37:00Look, serve, look, clouds, black as wet tamala leaves.
  2119. 2:37:00–2:37:03The ball of heaven hide from our sight.
  2120. 2:37:03–2:37:07Rain smitten homes of ants decay and fall.
  2121. 2:37:07–2:37:09Like beasts that arrows smite.
  2122. 2:37:09–2:37:12Like golden lambs within a lordly hall.
  2123. 2:37:12–2:37:18Wander the lightnings bright, as when men steal the wife of some base-troll.
  2124. 2:37:18–2:37:21Clouds rob the moon of light.
  2125. 2:37:21–2:37:28See! Vasantacena! See! Clouds! Harnessed in the lightning's gleams,
  2126. 2:37:28–2:37:33Like charging elephants dash by, At Indra's bidding.
  2127. 2:37:33–2:37:38Pour their streams, Until with silver cords it seems,
  2128. 2:37:38–2:37:42That earth is linked with sky, And look yonder.
  2129. 2:37:42–2:37:45As herds of buffaloes, the clouds are black,
  2130. 2:37:45–2:37:51The winds deny them ease, They fly on lightning wings and little lack.
  2131. 2:37:51–2:37:55Of seeming troubled seas, smitten with falling drops,
  2132. 2:37:55–2:38:00The fragrance odd, upon whose bosom greenest grass is nod,
  2133. 2:38:00–2:38:05Seems pierced with pearls, each pearl an arrowy rod.
  2134. 2:38:05–2:38:10And here is yet another cloud, the peacock's shrill voiced cry,
  2135. 2:38:10–2:38:15Emplause it to draw nigh, and ardent cranes on high,
  2136. 2:38:15–2:38:19Abrace it lovingly, the wistful swan's a spy,
  2137. 2:38:19–2:38:25The lotus-sweetest sky, the darkest colors lie on heaven clingingly.
  2138. 2:38:25–2:38:30True! For see! A thousand lotuses that bloom by night,
  2139. 2:38:30–2:38:34a thousand blooming when the day is bright,
  2140. 2:38:34–2:38:37nor close nor op'r their eyes to heaven's sight.
  2141. 2:38:37–2:38:41There is no night nor day. The face of heaven,
  2142. 2:38:41–2:38:47thus shrouded in the night, is only for a single instant bright.
  2143. 2:38:47–2:38:52When momentary lightning gives us sight, else is it dark all way.
  2144. 2:38:52–2:38:55Now sleeps the world as still as in the night.
  2145. 2:38:55–2:38:59Within the house of rain, where nought is bright.
  2146. 2:38:59–2:39:02Where hosts of swollen clouds seem to our sight.
  2147. 2:39:02–2:39:05One covering veil of grey.
  2148. 2:39:05–2:39:10True and see, the stars are lost like mercies given
  2149. 2:39:10–2:39:12to men of evil heart.
  2150. 2:39:12–2:39:14Like lonely parted wives,
  2151. 2:39:14–2:39:22The heaven sees all her charms depart and molten in the cruel heat of Indra's bolt,
  2152. 2:39:22–2:39:30its seams as if the sky fell at our feet. In liquid, flowing streams and yet again,
  2153. 2:39:30–2:39:38the clouds first darkly rise, then darkly fall, send forth their floods of rain and thunder all,
  2154. 2:39:38–2:39:44Assuming posture strange and manifold, like men but newly blessed with wealth untold.
  2155. 2:39:45–2:39:49True. The heaven is radiant with the lightning's glare.
  2156. 2:39:49–2:39:57Its laughter is the cry of myriad cranes. Its voice. The bolts that whistle through the air.
  2157. 2:39:57–2:40:00Its dance. That bow whose a-
  2158. 2:40:00–2:40:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2159. 2:40:02–2:40:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2160. 2:40:04–2:40:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2161. 2:40:06–2:40:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2162. 2:40:08–2:40:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2163. 2:40:10–2:40:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2164. 2:40:12–2:40:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  2165. 2:40:14–2:40:20Thus, why lie? To him I love drawn-eye. Why do thy thunders frighten me in pain?
  2166. 2:40:20–2:40:27Why am I seized upon by hands of rain? O Indra, mighty Indra, did I then give thee
  2167. 2:40:27–2:40:33of my love before? That now thy clouds like mighty lions roar?
  2168. 2:40:33–2:40:37Ah, no! Thou shouldst not send thy streaming rain.
  2169. 2:40:37–2:40:43To fill my journey to my love with pain. Remember, for ahalya sweet saake thou once
  2170. 2:40:43–2:40:51didst lie. Thou knowest lovers' pain, as Thou didst suffer then. Now suffer I, O cruel,
  2171. 2:40:51–2:40:59cease thy reign, and yet, thunder in reign enlighten hundredfold. Fort from thy sky above.
  2172. 2:40:59–2:41:06The woman pounced Thou not delay nor hold. Who journeys to her lough? Let thunders roar,
  2173. 2:41:06–2:41:12for men were cruel ever. But, O, Thou made enlightening, didst Thou never, know pains
  2174. 2:41:12–2:41:21that maidens know. But mistress, do not scold the lightning. She is your friend. This golden
  2175. 2:41:21–2:41:29cord that trembles on the breast of great Eravator. Upon the crest of rocky hills this banner
  2176. 2:41:29–2:41:36all ablaze. This lamp in Indra's palace. But most blessed. As telling where your most
  2177. 2:41:36–2:41:45beloved stays. And here, sir, is his house. You know all the arts, and need no instruction
  2178. 2:41:45–2:41:53now. Yet love bids me prattle. When you enter here, you must not show yourself too angry.
  2179. 2:41:53–2:42:01Where anger is. Their love is not. Or no? Except for anger hot. There is no love.
  2180. 2:42:01–2:42:03Be angry.
  2181. 2:42:03–2:42:04Make him angry, then.
  2182. 2:42:04–2:42:06Be kind.
  2183. 2:42:06–2:42:09And make him kind again the man you love.
  2184. 2:42:09–2:42:10So much for that?
  2185. 2:42:10–2:42:11Who is there?
  2186. 2:42:11–2:42:14Let Charu Datta know.
  2187. 2:42:14–2:42:16That while clouds look beautiful.
  2188. 2:42:16–2:42:18And in the hour?
  2189. 2:42:18–2:42:21Fragrant with neeper and cadamba flower.
  2190. 2:42:21–2:42:23She comes to see her lover.
  2191. 2:42:23–2:42:25Very wet.
  2192. 2:42:25–2:42:26With dripping locks.
  2193. 2:42:26–2:42:29But pleased and loving yet.
  2194. 2:42:29–2:42:34Though lightning and though thunder terrifies, she comes to see you.
  2195. 2:42:34–2:42:36Tea is for you, she sighs.
  2196. 2:42:36–2:42:40The mud still soils the anklets on her feet.
  2197. 2:42:40–2:42:43But in a moment she will have them sweet.
  2198. 2:42:43–2:42:48Listening, my friend, free discover what this means.
  2199. 2:42:48–2:42:50Yes, sir.
  2200. 2:42:50–2:42:52He approaches Vasantasina.
  2201. 2:42:52–2:42:55Respectfully, heaven bless you.
  2202. 2:42:55–2:42:56I salute you.
  2203. 2:42:56–2:43:04Sir, I am very glad to see you. To the courtier. Sir, the meet with the umbrella is at your service.
  2204. 2:43:05–2:43:18Aside. A very clever way to get rid of me. Allowed. Thank you. And Mistress Vasanticina. Pride and tricks and lies and fraud. Are in your face.
  2205. 2:43:18–2:43:21False playground of the lustful God
  2206. 2:43:21–2:43:23Such is your face
  2207. 2:43:23–2:43:25The wench is stock in trade
  2208. 2:43:25–2:43:27In fine
  2209. 2:43:27–2:43:29Epitome of joy's divine
  2210. 2:43:29–2:43:32I mean, your face for sale
  2211. 2:43:32–2:43:34The price is courtesy
  2212. 2:43:34–2:43:36I trust you'll find a man to buy
  2213. 2:43:36–2:43:38Your face?
  2214. 2:43:38–2:43:39Exit
  2215. 2:43:39–2:43:42Good my trail, where is your gambler?
  2216. 2:43:42–2:43:47Aside, gambler, ah, she's paying a compliment to my friend
  2217. 2:43:47–2:43:52friend. Allowed, Madam, here he is in the dry orchard.
  2218. 2:43:52–2:43:56But sir, what do you call a dry orchard?
  2219. 2:43:56–2:44:04Madam, it's a place where there's nothing to eat or drink, Basantacina smiles. Pray enter, Madam.
  2220. 2:44:04–2:44:08Aside to her mead, what shall I see when I enter?
  2221. 2:44:08–2:44:15Gambler, what luck this evening! Quote, shall I dare to see it?
  2222. 2:44:15–2:44:19When the time comes, it will say itself.
  2223. 2:44:19–2:44:21Enter, Madam.
  2224. 2:44:21–2:44:28Enters, approaches Charu Ditta, and strikes him with the flowers which she holds.
  2225. 2:44:28–2:44:32Well, Gamla, what luck this evening?
  2226. 2:44:32–2:44:41discovers her, ah, Vasantasena is here, he rises joyfully, oh, my beloved, my evenings
  2227. 2:44:41–2:44:48pass in watching ever. My nights from sighs are never free. This evening cannot else than
  2228. 2:44:48–2:44:56sever in bringing you, my grief in me. You are very, very welcome, here is the seat,
  2229. 2:44:56–2:44:58pray be seated.
  2230. 2:44:58–2:45:00Here is a seat, be seated.
  2231. 2:45:00–2:45:30विसंतसीना चित्स आप आप आप विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक अप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आ� आप आप आप आ� आ
  2232. 2:45:30–2:45:32My Traeha, do you stay here?
  2233. 2:45:32–2:45:35I will wait upon my Mistress.
  2234. 2:45:35–2:45:37She does so.
  2235. 2:45:37–2:45:43Aside to Charodata, my friend, I just like to ask the lady a question.
  2236. 2:45:43–2:45:44Then do so.
  2237. 2:45:44–2:45:45Allowed.
  2238. 2:45:45–2:45:50Madam, what made you come here, when it is so stormy and dark that you can't see
  2239. 2:45:50–2:45:52the moon?
  2240. 2:45:52–2:45:56Mistress, the Brahmin is very plain spoken.
  2241. 2:45:56–2:45:59You might better call him Pleaver.
  2242. 2:45:59–2:46:05My mistress came to ask how much that pearl necklace is worth.
  2243. 2:46:05–2:46:11Aside to Charodota. There, I told you so. She thinks the pearl necklace is cheap. And the
  2244. 2:46:11–2:46:18golden casket is expensive. She isn't satisfied. She has come to look for something more.
  2245. 2:46:18–2:46:24For my mistress imagined that it was her own. And gambled it away. And nobody knows
  2246. 2:46:24–2:46:30where the gambling master has gone, for he is employed in the king's business.
  2247. 2:46:30–2:46:35Madam, you are simply repeating what somebody said before.
  2248. 2:46:35–2:46:39While we are looking for him, pray take this golden casket.
  2249. 2:46:39–2:46:42She displays the casket.
  2250. 2:46:42–2:46:44My trayah hesitates.
  2251. 2:46:44–2:46:47Sir, you examine it very closely.
  2252. 2:46:47–2:46:49Did you ever see it before?
  2253. 2:46:49–2:46:54No, madam, but the skillful workmanship captivates the eye.
  2254. 2:46:54–2:47:00Your eyes deceive you, sir. This is the golden casket.
  2255. 2:47:00–2:47:08Joyfully. Well, my friend, here is the golden casket, the very one that thieves stole from our house.
  2256. 2:47:08–2:47:22My friend, the artifice we tried before. Her stolen treasure to Risto is practiced now on us. But no, I cannot think, T is really so.
  2257. 2:47:22–2:47:26But it is so, I swear it on my brahmin hood.
  2258. 2:47:26–2:47:28This is welcome news.
  2259. 2:47:28–2:47:33Aside to Charadatta, I'm going to ask where they found it.
  2260. 2:47:33–2:47:35I see no harm in that.
  2261. 2:47:35–2:47:38Whispers in the maid's ear. There.
  2262. 2:47:38–2:47:42Whispers in my tray's ear. So there.
  2263. 2:47:42–2:47:46What is it? And why are we left out?
  2264. 2:47:46–2:47:49Whispers in Charada's ear. So there.
  2265. 2:47:49–2:47:54My good girl, is this really the same golden casket?
  2266. 2:47:54–2:47:58Yes. Sir, the very same.
  2267. 2:47:58–2:48:04My good girl, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded.
  2268. 2:48:04–2:48:12Take this ring as your recompense. He looks at his finger, notices that the ring is gone,
  2269. 2:48:12–2:48:14and betrays his embarrassment.
  2270. 2:48:14–2:48:19To herself, I love you for that.
  2271. 2:48:19–2:48:26Aside to Maitreya, alas, when in this world a man has lost his all, why should he set
  2272. 2:48:26–2:48:33his heart on longer life? His angers and his favours fruitless fall. His purposes and
  2273. 2:48:33–2:48:40powers are all its strife. Like wingless birds, dry pools, or withered trees, like
  2274. 2:48:40–2:48:48famless snakes, the poor are like to these. Like man-deserted houses, blasted trees,
  2275. 2:48:48–2:48:54like empty wells, the poor are like to these. For them no pleasant hours serve
  2276. 2:48:54–2:48:59happy ends. They are forgotten of their sometime friends.
  2277. 2:48:59–2:49:02But you must not grieve thus beyond reason.
  2278. 2:49:02–2:49:08He bursts out laughing, aloud, Madam, please give me back my bath cloud.
  2279. 2:49:08–2:49:14Charu Dutta, it was not right that you should show your distrust of me by sending me this
  2280. 2:49:14–2:49:16pearl necklace.
  2281. 2:49:16–2:49:24With an embarrassed smile, but remember, Vasanta Sinha, who will believe the truth?
  2282. 2:49:24–2:49:25Suspicion now is sure.
  2283. 2:49:25–2:49:28This world will show no wrath.
  2284. 2:49:28–2:49:30the inglorious poor.
  2285. 2:49:30–2:49:34Tell me, girl, are you going to sleep here tonight?
  2286. 2:49:34–2:49:41Laughing. But good, my Traya, you show yourself most remarkably plain spoken now.
  2287. 2:49:41–2:49:48See, my friend, the rain enters again in great streams, as if it wanted to drive people
  2288. 2:49:48–2:49:52away when they are sitting comfortably together.
  2289. 2:49:52–2:49:59you are quite right, the falling waters pierce the cloud. As Lutus shoots the soil. And there's
  2290. 2:50:00–2:50:30विचार-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
  2291. 2:50:30–2:50:38Bears. Red lightning, glad in union, clasps the sky, with voluntary arms, and shows on
  2292. 2:50:38–2:50:44high, the love that made an heart to lover bears.
  2293. 2:50:44–2:50:51Vasantasena betrays her passion, and throws her arms about Charudatta. Charudatta feels
  2294. 2:50:51–2:50:55her touch, and embraces her.
  2295. 2:50:55–2:51:01No grimly yet, O thunder, boom, for by thy grace and power,
  2296. 2:51:01–2:51:08My love-distracted limbs now bloom, Like the Kadamba flower, her dear touch all my
  2297. 2:51:08–2:51:13Bean-thrills, And love my inmost spirit fills.
  2298. 2:51:13–2:51:20Can found you, storm, you are no gentleman To frighten the lady with the lightning.
  2299. 2:51:20–2:51:22Do not rebuke the storm.
  2300. 2:51:22–2:51:26My friend, let's ceaseless reign a hundred years in dear.
  2301. 2:51:26–2:51:33The lightning quiver, and the thunder peel, for what I deemed impossible is show.
  2302. 2:51:33–2:51:36Her dear loved arms about my neck I feel.
  2303. 2:51:36–2:51:41And oh, my friend, he only knows what riches are.
  2304. 2:51:41–2:51:44Whose love comes to him from afar.
  2305. 2:51:44–2:51:47Whose arms that dearest form enfold.
  2306. 2:51:47–2:51:50While yet with rain, tea is wet and cold.
  2307. 2:51:50–2:51:59Vasantasena, my beloved, the masonry is shaken, and so old, the awning, that, tea will not
  2308. 2:51:59–2:52:01much longer hold.
  2309. 2:52:01–2:52:09Heavy with water is the painted wall, from which dissolving bits of mortar fall.
  2310. 2:52:09–2:52:10He looks up.
  2311. 2:52:10–2:52:15The rainbow, see, my beloved, see.
  2312. 2:52:15–2:52:17See how they yawn.
  2313. 2:52:17–2:52:24The cloudy jaws of heaven, as by a tongue, by forked lightning-riven, and to the sky-great
  2314. 2:52:24–2:52:26Indra's fiery bow.
  2315. 2:52:26–2:52:29In lieu of high-uplifted arms is given.
  2316. 2:52:29–2:52:33Come, let us seek a shelter.
  2317. 2:52:33–2:52:35He rises and walks about.
  2318. 2:52:35–2:52:38On palm trees shrill.
  2319. 2:52:38–2:52:39On thickets still.
  2320. 2:52:39–2:52:41On boulders dashing.
  2321. 2:52:41–2:52:43On waters splashing.
  2322. 2:52:43–2:52:46Like a lute that, smitten.
  2323. 2:52:46–2:52:49sings. The rainy music rings.
  2324. 2:52:49–2:52:57Excellent Omnis. Enter a maid.
  2325. 2:52:57–2:53:06Isn't my mistress awake yet? Well, I must go in and wake her. She walks about. The Santa
  2326. 2:53:06–2:53:13Cena appears. Dressed. But still asleep. The maid discovers her. It is time to get
  2327. 2:53:13–2:53:17up. Mistress. The morning is here.
  2328. 2:53:17–2:53:22Awakening. What is the night over? Is it morning?
  2329. 2:53:22–2:53:28For us it is morning. But for my mistress it appears to be night still.
  2330. 2:53:28–2:53:31But girl, where is your gambler?
  2331. 2:53:31–2:53:40Mistress. After giving Vardamannaka his orders, Charidatta went to the old garden pushpark around her.
  2332. 2:53:40–2:53:42What orders?
  2333. 2:53:42–2:53:50To have the bullock cart ready before daylight, fur, he said, Vasantasena was to come.
  2334. 2:53:50–2:53:52Where, girl?
  2335. 2:53:52–2:53:55Where Charudatta is.
  2336. 2:53:55–2:54:00Embraces the maid. I did not have a good look at him in the evening.
  2337. 2:54:00–2:54:08But today I shall see him face to face. Tell me, girl, have I found my way into the inner court?
  2338. 2:54:08–2:54:16You have found your way not only into the inner court, but into the heart of everyone who lives here.
  2339. 2:54:16–2:54:20Tell me, are Charu Ditta's servants vexed?
  2340. 2:54:20–2:54:22They will be.
  2341. 2:54:22–2:54:23When?
  2342. 2:54:23–2:54:26When my mistress goes away.
  2343. 2:54:26–2:54:29But not so much as I shall be.
  2344. 2:54:29–2:54:34Persuasively, here, girl, take this pearl necklace.
  2345. 2:54:34–2:54:37You must go and give it to my lady sister.
  2346. 2:54:37–2:54:40His good wife, and give her this message.
  2347. 2:54:40–2:54:43Worthy Charu Ditta's virtues have won me.
  2348. 2:54:43–2:54:47Made me his slave, and therefore your slave also.
  2349. 2:54:47–2:54:52And so I hope that these pearls may adorn your neck.
  2350. 2:54:52–2:54:56But Mistress, Charu Datta will be angry with you.
  2351. 2:54:56–2:54:59Though, he will not be angry.
  2352. 2:55:00–2:55:31तेक्स तेनेक्लस, येस, मिस्ट्रस, शिगोजाद, तेन रेकूर्डिंज, मिस्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्टरस, विश्टरस, विश्टरस, विश्टरस
  2353. 2:55:31–2:55:33little cart.
  2354. 2:55:33–2:55:37Pivishly, I don't like this little clay cart, Radanica.
  2355. 2:55:37–2:55:40Give me my gold cart.
  2356. 2:55:40–2:55:45Sighing wearily, how should we have anything to do with gold now?
  2357. 2:55:45–2:55:52My child? When your papa is rich again, then you shall have a gold cart to play with.
  2358. 2:55:52–2:55:56But I'll amuse him by taking him to see Vasantasena.
  2359. 2:55:56–2:55:59She approaches Vasantasena.
  2360. 2:55:59–2:56:06I am glad to see you. Radha Nika. But whose little boy is this?
  2361. 2:56:06–2:56:12He wears no ornaments. Yet his dear little face makes my heart happy.
  2362. 2:56:12–2:56:16This is Sherudita's son, Rowsena.
  2363. 2:56:16–2:56:23Stretches out her arms. Thumb, my boy. And put your little arms around me.
  2364. 2:56:23–2:56:28me. She takes him on her lap. He looks just like his father.
  2365. 2:56:28–2:56:37More than looks like him. He is like him. At least I think so. His father is perfectly devoted to him.
  2366. 2:56:37–2:56:40But what is he crying about?
  2367. 2:56:40–2:56:52He 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.
  2368. 2:56:52–2:56:59But when I gave it to him, he said, I don't like this little clay card.
  2369. 2:56:59–2:57:02Radanaka, give me my gold card.
  2370. 2:57:02–2:57:09Oh, dear, to think that this little fellow has to suffer because others are wealthy.
  2371. 2:57:09–2:57:17Ah, mighty fate, the destinies of men, uncertain as the water drops which fall upon a lotus leaf.
  2372. 2:57:17–2:57:19Seem to be but playthings.
  2373. 2:57:19–2:57:26Tearfully, don't cry, my child, you shall have a gold cart to play with.
  2374. 2:57:26–2:57:29Who is she, Radhannaka?
  2375. 2:57:29–2:57:33A slave of your fathers, won by his virtues.
  2376. 2:57:33–2:57:37My child, the lady is your mother.
  2377. 2:57:37–2:57:39That's a lie, Radhannaka.
  2378. 2:57:39–2:57:45If the lady is my mother, why does she wear those pretty ornaments?
  2379. 2:57:45–2:57:50My child, your innocent lips can say terrible things.
  2380. 2:57:50–2:57:53She removes her ornaments, weeping.
  2381. 2:57:53–2:57:55Now I am your mother.
  2382. 2:57:55–2:58:00You shall take these ornaments and have a gold cart made for you.
  2383. 2:58:00–2:58:04Go away. I won't take them. You're crying.
  2384. 2:58:04–2:58:08Wiping away her tears. I'll not cry.
  2385. 2:58:08–2:58:11Dear, there. Go and play.
  2386. 2:58:11–2:58:14She fills the clay cart with her jewels.
  2387. 2:58:14–2:58:20there. Dear, you must have a little bolt cart made for you.
  2388. 2:58:20–2:58:29Exit Radanika, with Rohasena. Enter Vardamanaka, driving a bullet cart.
  2389. 2:58:29–2:58:36Radanika, Radanika, tell Mistress Vasantasena that the covered cart is standing ready at
  2390. 2:58:36–2:58:38the side door.
  2391. 2:58:38–2:58:45Mistress, Vardamanaka is here, and he says that the cart is waiting at the side door.
  2392. 2:58:45–2:58:50He must wait a minute, girl, while I get ready.
  2393. 2:58:50–2:58:55Wait a minute, Vardamanaka, while she gets ready.
  2394. 2:58:55–2:58:56Exit.
  2395. 2:58:56–2:59:01Hello. I've forgotten the cushion. I must go and get it.
  2396. 2:59:01–2:59:04But the nose rope makes the bullock skittish.
  2397. 2:59:04–2:59:09I suppose I had better take the card along with me. Exit.
  2398. 2:59:09–2:59:16Bring me my things, girl. I must make myself ready. She does so.
  2399. 2:59:16–2:59:23Enter, driving a bullet cart, Stavaraka, servant to Sansternaka.
  2400. 2:59:23–2:59:28Sansternaka. The king's brother-in-law. Said to me,
  2401. 2:59:28–2:59:35Take a bullock cart. Stavaraka. And come as quick as you can to the old garden pushpackeranda.
  2402. 2:59:35–2:59:40Well, I'm on my way there. Get up. Bullocks. Get up.
  2403. 2:59:40–2:59:46He drives about and looks around. Why? The road is blocked with villagers' carts.
  2404. 2:59:46–2:59:51What am I to do now? Haughtily. Get out of my way.
  2405. 2:59:51–2:59:55You? Get out of my way! He listens.
  2406. 2:59:55–2:59:58What's that? You want to know whose cart this is?
  2407. 2:59:58–3:00:00This cart belongs to...
  2408. 3:00:00–3:00:30विचार-विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग, 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
  2409. 3:00:30–3:00:31Get out of my way!
  2410. 3:00:31–3:00:32What's that?
  2411. 3:00:32–3:00:36You want me to wait a minute and put a shoulder to your wheel?
  2412. 3:00:36–3:00:37Confound you!
  2413. 3:00:37–3:00:39A brave man like me!
  2414. 3:00:39–3:00:41That serves Sanktonaka!
  2415. 3:00:41–3:00:43The king's brother-in-law!
  2416. 3:00:43–3:00:45Put a shoulder to your wheel!
  2417. 3:00:45–3:00:48After all, the poor fellow is quite alone.
  2418. 3:00:48–3:00:49I'll do it!
  2419. 3:00:49–3:00:53I'll stop my cart at the side door to Charu Datta's orchard.
  2420. 3:00:53–3:00:54He does so!
  2421. 3:00:54–3:00:55I'm coming!
  2422. 3:00:55–3:00:56Exit!
  2423. 3:00:56–3:01:02Mistress, I think I hear the sound of wheels. The cart must be here.
  2424. 3:01:02–3:01:08Come, girl. My heart grows impatient. Go with me to the side door.
  2425. 3:01:08–3:01:11Follow me, Mistress.
  2426. 3:01:11–3:01:15Walks about. You have earned a rest, girl.
  2427. 3:01:15–3:01:19Thank you, Mistress. Exit.
  2428. 3:01:19–3:01:26said. Feels her right-right twitch as she enters the cart. Why should my right-right twitch
  2429. 3:01:26–3:01:33now? But the sight of Charu Dutta will smooth away the bad omen. Enter Stavaraka.
  2430. 3:01:33–3:01:39I've cleared the carts out of the way. And now I'll go ahead. He mounts and drives away.
  2431. 3:01:39–3:01:46To himself. The cart has grown heavy. But I suppose it only seems so. Because I got
  2432. 3:01:46–3:01:54tired helping them with that wheel. Well, I'll go along. Get up. Bullocks. Get up.
  2433. 3:01:54–3:02:01Police. Police. Every man at his post. The young herdsman has just broken jail. Killed
  2434. 3:02:01–3:02:11the jailer. Broken his fetters. Escaped. And run away. Catch him. Catch him.
  2435. 3:02:11–3:02:21in excited haste, Ariaka, an iron chain on one foot. Covering his face, he walks about.
  2436. 3:02:21–3:02:26To himself. There is great excitement in the city. I must get out of the way as fast as
  2437. 3:02:26–3:02:29I possibly can. Exit.
  2438. 3:02:29–3:02:37I leave behind me that accursed sea. Of human woe in human misery. The prison of the king.
  2439. 3:02:37–3:02:40Like elephants that break their chains and flee.
  2440. 3:02:40–3:02:43I drag a fettered foot most painfully.
  2441. 3:02:43–3:02:48In flight and wandering, King Palakka was frightened by a prophecy.
  2442. 3:02:48–3:02:55Took me from the hamlet where I lived, fettered me, and thrust me into a solitary cell.
  2443. 3:02:55–3:02:57There to await my death.
  2444. 3:02:57–3:03:01But with the help of my good friend Sharvilaka I escaped.
  2445. 3:03:01–3:03:03He shed steers.
  2446. 3:03:03–3:03:10If such my fate, no sin is mine at least, That he should cage me like a savage beast.
  2447. 3:03:10–3:03:17A man may fight with kings, though not with fate and yet, Can helpless men contend with
  2448. 3:03:17–3:03:18great?
  2449. 3:03:18–3:03:21Wither shall I go with my wretchedness?
  2450. 3:03:21–3:03:27He looks about, here is the house of some good man who hasn't locked the side door.
  2451. 3:03:27–3:03:31The house is old, the door without a lock.
  2452. 3:03:31–3:03:38The hinges all awry, some man, no doubt, who feels must fortune's shock, as cruelly as
  2453. 3:03:38–3:03:42I, I will enter here and wait.
  2454. 3:03:42–3:03:44Get up, Bullocks! Get up!
  2455. 3:03:44–3:03:51Listening, ah, a bullock cart is coming this way. If this should prove to be a picnic
  2456. 3:03:51–3:03:58rig, its occupants not pivishly inclined. Some noble ladies waiting carriage-trig, or
  2457. 3:03:58–3:04:05rich man's coach, that leaves the town behind and if it empty be. Fate-proofing kind,
  2458. 3:04:05–3:04:13tea would seem a god sent to my anxious mind. Enter Vada Manaka with the bullet cart.
  2459. 3:04:14–3:04:21There, I've got the cushion. Radha Nika, tell Mistress Vasantasina that the cart is ready
  2460. 3:04:21–3:04:26and waiting for her to get in and drive to the old. Garden Pushbackaranda.
  2461. 3:04:26–3:04:36listening. This is a cortisans cart. Going out of the city. Good. I'll climb in. He approaches cautiously.
  2462. 3:04:36–3:04:44Here's him coming. Ah, the tinkling of ankle rings. The lady is here. Mistress. The nose
  2463. 3:04:44–3:04:51rope makes the bullock skittish. You had better climb in behind. Ariaka does so. The ankle
  2464. 3:04:51–3:04:58rings tinkle only when the feet are moving and the sound has ceased. Besides, the cart
  2465. 3:04:58–3:05:00has grown heavy. I am shi-
  2466. 3:05:00–3:05:30आशिवाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्व
  2467. 3:05:30–3:05:36gate of the main street. You at the west, you at the south, you at the north. I'll
  2468. 3:05:36–3:05:42climb up the broken wall here with Chandanaka and take a look. Come on,
  2469. 3:05:42–3:05:51Chandanaka, come on, this way. Enter Chandanaka in excitement. Come, come,
  2470. 3:05:51–3:06:00Viraka, Vishalya, Bhimingartha, Dandakala, Dandashura, and the rest of you.
  2471. 3:06:00–3:06:03Come quick, my Reliables.
  2472. 3:06:03–3:06:04Work.
  2473. 3:06:04–3:06:05Now begin.
  2474. 3:06:05–3:06:10Lest the Old King go out, and a new King come in.
  2475. 3:06:10–3:06:19Search gardens, and dives, and the town, and the street, the market, the hamlet,
  2476. 3:06:19–3:06:27Wherever you meet, with what looks suspicious, now, Viraka, say, who saved the young herdsmen
  2477. 3:06:27–3:06:29that just broke away?
  2478. 3:06:29–3:06:33Who was born when the sun in his eighth mansion stood?
  2479. 3:06:33–3:06:35Or the moon in her fourth?
  2480. 3:06:35–3:06:39Or when Jupiter could be seen in his sixth?
  2481. 3:06:39–3:06:43Or when Saturn was resting in his ninth?
  2482. 3:06:43–3:06:47In her sixth house when Venus was nesting
  2483. 3:06:47–3:06:49Or Mars in his fifth
  2484. 3:06:49–3:06:51Who will dare to be giving
  2485. 3:06:51–3:06:53The herdsman protection
  2486. 3:06:53–3:06:55While I am still living?
  2487. 3:06:55–3:06:56Nine
  2488. 3:06:56–3:06:58Ten
  2489. 3:06:58–3:06:59Chandanaka
  2490. 3:06:59–3:07:01You mercenary
  2491. 3:07:01–3:07:03I swear on your heart
  2492. 3:07:03–3:07:05Is being long out of prison
  2493. 3:07:05–3:07:06For the herdsman escape
  2494. 3:07:06–3:07:09Where the sun was half risen
  2495. 3:07:09–3:07:12Get up, Bullocks, get up
  2496. 3:07:12–3:07:19discovers him. Look, man, look, a covered cart is moving in the middle of the road.
  2497. 3:07:20–3:07:25Investigate it. Who's it is. And where it takes its load.
  2498. 3:07:26–3:07:35Discovers him. Here, driver, stop your cart. Whose cart is this? Who is in it? Where is it going?
  2499. 3:07:35–3:07:45This is Charada's cart. Mistress Vasantacina is in it. I am taking her to the Old Garden Pushpakaranda to meet Charada.
  2500. 3:07:45–3:07:58Approaches Chandanaka. The driver says it is charouded as cart. That Vasantacina is in it. That he is taking her to the Old Garden Pushpakaranda.
  2501. 3:07:58–3:08:03Then let it pass without inspection?
  2502. 3:08:03–3:08:05Certainly.
  2503. 3:08:05–3:08:07On whose authority?
  2504. 3:08:07–3:08:09On charuditas.
  2505. 3:08:09–3:08:11Who is Charudata?
  2506. 3:08:11–3:08:13Or who is Vasantasina?
  2507. 3:08:13–3:08:17That the cart should pass without inspection.
  2508. 3:08:17–3:08:19Don't you know Charudata?
  2509. 3:08:19–3:08:20Man?
  2510. 3:08:20–3:08:22Nor Vasantasina?
  2511. 3:08:22–3:08:24If you don't know Charudata?
  2512. 3:08:24–3:08:26Nor Vasantasina?
  2513. 3:08:26–3:08:33Then you don't know the moon in heaven nor the moonlight. Who doesn't know this moon of goodness?
  2514. 3:08:34–3:08:38Virtues lotus flower this gem of four broad seas
  2515. 3:08:39–3:08:46This savior in man's luckless hour. These two are holy worshipful our cities ornaments
  2516. 3:08:47–3:08:49Vasantasena
  2517. 3:08:49–3:08:51Charudatta sea of excellence
  2518. 3:08:52–3:08:54well well
  2519. 3:08:54–3:09:02Chandanaka, Charudatta, Vasantasena, I know them perfectly, as well as I know anything,
  2520. 3:09:02–3:09:08but I do not know my father when I am serving of my king.
  2521. 3:09:08–3:09:13To himself, in a former existence the one must have been my enemy.
  2522. 3:09:13–3:09:18The other my kinsmen, for see, their business is the same.
  2523. 3:09:18–3:09:25their wies, unlike, and their desire, like fleems that gladden wedding-dies, and fleems
  2524. 3:09:25–3:09:28upon the pyre.
  2525. 3:09:28–3:09:31You are a most careful captain whom the king trusts.
  2526. 3:09:31–3:09:34I am holding the bullocks.
  2527. 3:09:34–3:09:36Make your inspection.
  2528. 3:09:36–3:09:40You too are a corporal whom the king trusts.
  2529. 3:09:40–3:09:43Make the inspection yourself.
  2530. 3:09:43–3:09:49If I make the inspection, that, s just the same as if you had made it.
  2531. 3:09:49–3:09:56If you make the inspection, that, s just the same as if King Palaka had made it.
  2532. 3:09:56–3:09:59Lift the pole, man.
  2533. 3:09:59–3:10:00Vaadamana.
  2534. 3:10:00–3:10:02चंदनाखर दासो।
  2535. 3:10:02–3:10:06तो विम्सल्फ, आद पलीस्मन अबाद तो इन्स्पेक्त मी।
  2536. 3:10:06–3:10:08आद आप नो स्वादु।
  2537. 3:10:08–3:10:13वो स्लक, बध अट लीस्ट, भोल्ड भीमा स्पिरित आविल शो।
  2538. 3:10:13–3:10:15मैं आम शल भी मैं स्वाद।
  2539. 3:10:15–3:10:18बेट अवर्याज देप दन वो।
  2540. 3:10:18–3:10:29That sells and chains a foad. But the time to use force has not yet come. Chandanaka enters the cart and looks about. I seek your protection.
  2541. 3:10:29–3:10:35Speaking in Sanskrit, he who seeks protection shall be safe.
  2542. 3:10:35–3:10:42When he fight, that man will suffer hurts, will be abandoned of his friends and kin,
  2543. 3:10:42–3:10:50becomes a mock for ever, who deserts, once seeking aid, tea is an unpardoned sin.
  2544. 3:10:50–3:10:55What! the herdsman Ayaka, like a bird that flees from a hawk,
  2545. 3:10:55–3:11:02he has fallen into the hand of the fowler, reflecting, he is no sinner,
  2546. 3:11:02–3:11:14This man who seeks my protection and sits in Sherudit as cart. Besides, he is the friend of Good Shavillica, who saved my life. On the other hand,
  2547. 3:11:14–3:11:27there 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.
  2548. 3:11:27–3:11:41He who gives aid to frightened men, enjoys his neighbour's ills to cure. If he must die, he dies, but then his reputation is secure."
  2549. 3:11:41–3:11:51He gets down uneasily. I saw the gentleman correcting himself. I mean, the lady Vasantasina, and she says,
  2550. 3:11:51–3:12:00Is it proper? Is it gentlemanly? When I am going to visit Charudatta, to insult me on the highway?"
  2551. 3:12:00–3:12:02quote
  2552. 3:12:02–3:12:06Chandanaka, I have my suspicions.
  2553. 3:12:06–3:12:09Suspicions? How so?
  2554. 3:12:09–3:12:20You gurgled in your craven throat. It seems a trifle shady. You said, I saw the gentleman, and then, I saw the lady.
  2555. 3:12:20–3:12:2420 that's why I'm not satisfied.
  2556. 3:12:24–3:12:26What's the matter with you?
  2557. 3:12:26–3:12:27Man?
  2558. 3:12:27–3:12:29We Southerners don't speak plain.
  2559. 3:12:29–3:12:50We know a thousand dialects of the barbarians, the Caches, the Cates, the Cadas, the Catebillars, the Carnators, the Carnas, the Pravaranas, the Dravidas, the Cholas, the Chinas, the Barbaras,
  2560. 3:12:50–3:12:58the Caerys, the Carnas, the Muckas, the Madagatas, and all the rest of M.
  2561. 3:12:58–3:13:08And it all depends on the way we feel whether we say, he, or she, gentlemen, or lady.
  2562. 3:13:08–3:13:15Can't I have a look, too? It's the king's orders, and the king trusts me.
  2563. 3:13:15–3:13:18I suppose the king doesn't trust me."
  2564. 3:13:18–3:13:22Is entered his majesty's command?
  2565. 3:13:22–3:13:23Aside.
  2566. 3:13:23–3:13:28If people knew that the good herdsmen escaped in Sherudit as cart,
  2567. 3:13:28–3:13:31then the king would make Charodata suffer for it.
  2568. 3:13:31–3:13:33What's to be done?
  2569. 3:13:33–3:13:34Reflecting.
  2570. 3:13:34–3:13:39I'll stir up a quarrel the way they do down in the Carnatic.
  2571. 3:13:39–3:13:40Allowed.
  2572. 3:13:40–3:13:41Well.
  2573. 3:13:41–3:13:42Viraka.
  2574. 3:13:42–3:13:50I made one inspection myself. My name is Chandanaka, and you want to do it over again.
  2575. 3:13:50–3:13:59Who are you? Confound it. Who are you? Anyway, an honorable and highly respectable person,
  2576. 3:13:59–3:14:07and you don't remember your own family. Angrily, confound you. What is my family?
  2577. 3:14:07–3:14:10Who speaks of such things?
  2578. 3:14:10–3:14:11Speak.
  2579. 3:14:11–3:14:15I think I'd better not.
  2580. 3:14:15–3:14:18I know your family, but I won't say.
  2581. 3:14:18–3:14:20T would not be modest.
  2582. 3:14:20–3:14:23Such things to betray.
  2583. 3:14:23–3:14:25What goods are rotten apple anyway?
  2584. 3:14:25–3:14:26Speak.
  2585. 3:14:26–3:14:27Speak.
  2586. 3:14:27–3:14:31Chandanaka makes a significant gesture.
  2587. 3:14:31–3:14:32Confound you.
  2588. 3:14:32–3:14:34What does that mean?
  2589. 3:14:34–3:14:38A broken whetstone in one hand, a thing
  2590. 3:14:38–3:14:45that looks like scissors in the other wing to trim the scrubby beards that curl and cling.
  2591. 3:14:45–3:14:47And you, why?
  2592. 3:14:47–3:14:50You, rear captain of the king.
  2593. 3:14:50–3:14:58Well, Chandanaka, you highly respectable person, you don't remember your own family either.
  2594. 3:14:58–3:15:00me what is
  2595. 3:15:00–3:15:30विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो वि
  2596. 3:15:30–3:15:36Come and you, why you, rear captain of the king.
  2597. 3:15:36–3:15:40Raffaully, I, Chandanaka, a tana.
  2598. 3:15:40–3:15:43You can look at the cart.
  2599. 3:15:43–3:15:46You, driver, turn the cart around.
  2600. 3:15:46–3:15:49I want to look in.
  2601. 3:15:49–3:15:51Vada Manaka does so.
  2602. 3:15:51–3:15:54Varaka starts to climb in.
  2603. 3:15:54–3:15:59Shandanaka seizes him violently by the hair.
  2604. 3:15:59–3:16:09him down and kicks him. Rising, wrathfully, confound you. I was peaceably going about the king's
  2605. 3:16:09–3:16:16business when you seized me violently by the hair and kicked me. So listen, if I don't
  2606. 3:16:16–3:16:22have you drawn and quartered in the middle of the courtroom. My name's not Viraka.
  2607. 3:16:22–3:16:27All right, go to court or to a hall of justice.
  2608. 3:16:27–3:16:30What do I care for a puppy like you?
  2609. 3:16:30–3:16:31I will.
  2610. 3:16:31–3:16:33Exit.
  2611. 3:16:33–3:16:34Looks about him.
  2612. 3:16:34–3:16:35Go on.
  2613. 3:16:35–3:16:36Driver.
  2614. 3:16:36–3:16:37Go on.
  2615. 3:16:37–3:16:45If anybody asks you, just say, the cart has been inspected by Chandanakar and Viraka.
  2616. 3:16:45–3:16:50Mistress Vasantasina, let me give you a passport.
  2617. 3:16:50–3:16:56He hands Ayakara sword, takes it joyfully to himself.
  2618. 3:16:56–3:17:05A sword, a sword, my right eye twitches fast, now all is well, and I am safe at last.
  2619. 3:17:05–3:17:12Madam, as I have given you a passage free, so may I live within your memory to utter
  2620. 3:17:12–3:17:13this.
  2621. 3:17:13–3:17:16No selfish thoughts could move.
  2622. 3:17:16–3:17:20Ah no, I speak in plenitude of love.
  2623. 3:17:20–3:17:23Chandanaka is rich in virtue's pure.
  2624. 3:17:23–3:17:27My friend is he, fate willed it, true and tried.
  2625. 3:17:27–3:17:31I, I'll not forget Chandanaka.
  2626. 3:17:31–3:17:36Be sure, what time the oracle is justified.
  2627. 3:17:36–3:17:44Meshiva, Vishnu, Brahma, Three in One, Protect Thee, and the Moon, and Blessed
  2628. 3:17:44–3:17:53Slay all thy foes. As mighty Povati, slu Shumbha and Nishambha, fearfully.
  2629. 3:17:53–3:18:07Exit Vada Manaka. With the bullet cart, Chandanaka looks toward the back of the stage. Aha! As he goes away, my good friend Shavalaka is following him.
  2630. 3:18:07–3:18:16Well, I, V made an enemy of Varaka, the chief constable and the king's favorite, so I think
  2631. 3:18:16–3:18:23I too had better be following him with all my sons and brothers.
  2632. 3:18:23–3:18:27Exit.
  2633. 3:18:27–3:18:31Enter Sharudatta and Maitreya.
  2634. 3:18:31–3:18:35How beautiful the old garden pushbackoranda is.
  2635. 3:18:35–3:18:43You are quite right, my friend, for see, the trees, like merchants, show their wares, each
  2636. 3:18:43–3:18:47several trees is blossoms bears.
  2637. 3:18:47–3:18:54While bees, like officers, are flitting, to take from each what toll is fitting.
  2638. 3:18:54–3:18:57This simple stone is very attractive.
  2639. 3:18:57–3:18:59Pray be seated.
  2640. 3:18:59–3:19:04Seats himself, how were the Manaka lingers, my friend?
  2641. 3:19:04–3:19:10I told Vardamanaka to bring Visanticina and come as quickly as he could.
  2642. 3:19:10–3:19:12Why then does he linger?
  2643. 3:19:12–3:19:15Is he delayed by some slow-moving load?
  2644. 3:19:15–3:19:20Has he returned with broken wheel or traces?
  2645. 3:19:20–3:19:22Obstructions bid him seek another road.
  2646. 3:19:22–3:19:29His bullocks, or himself, choose these slow paces.
  2647. 3:19:29–3:19:35Vada Manaka with the Bullock Cart, in which Ariaka lies hidden.
  2648. 3:19:35–3:19:37Get up, Bullocks, get up!
  2649. 3:19:37–3:19:39Aside!
  2650. 3:19:39–3:19:42And still I fear the Spies that serve the King.
  2651. 3:19:42–3:19:45Escape is even yet a doubtful thing.
  2652. 3:19:45–3:19:48While to my foot these cursed fetters cling.
  2653. 3:19:48–3:19:51Some good man, T is.
  2654. 3:19:51–3:19:53Within whose cart I lie.
  2655. 3:19:53–3:19:57Like Cuckoo Chicks, whose heartless mothers fly.
  2656. 3:19:57–3:19:59and crows must rear the fledglings.
  2657. 3:20:00–3:20:30अर दे ड़, आप कम अ लोंग दिस्टन्स फुम दे सिति, शलाई गेट अद अद गड औग औग विचार-विमर्शक नाट्गड आद विचार-विमर्शक नाट्गड आद आद औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औ
  2658. 3:20:30–3:20:32man's heart. To see me rescued from
  2659. 3:20:32–3:20:36misfortune see. This body, in its suffering,
  2660. 3:20:36–3:20:40pain, and smart, is saved through his
  2661. 3:20:40–3:20:44sweet magnanimity. Here is the garden, I
  2662. 3:20:44–3:20:48ll drive in. He does so, matriah. Good
  2663. 3:20:48–3:20:51news, my friend. It is Varda Monica's
  2664. 3:20:51–3:20:55voice. Vasantacina must have come. Good
  2665. 3:20:55–3:20:59news, indeed. You son of a slave, what
  2666. 3:20:59–3:21:01That makes you so late.
  2667. 3:21:01–3:21:07Don't get angry, good matria, I remembered that I had forgotten the cushion, and I had
  2668. 3:21:07–3:21:11to go back for it, and that is why I am late.
  2669. 3:21:11–3:21:14Turn the cart around, where the manca.
  2670. 3:21:14–3:21:19Maitreya, my friend, help Wissentus'enor to get out.
  2671. 3:21:19–3:21:24Has she got fetters on her feet, so that she can't get out by herself?
  2672. 3:21:24–3:21:27He rises and lifts the curtain of the cart.
  2673. 3:21:27–3:21:28Why?
  2674. 3:21:28–3:21:30Please end Mistress Vasantasina.
  2675. 3:21:30–3:21:33This is Mr. Vasantasina.
  2676. 3:21:33–3:21:36A truce to your jests, my friend.
  2677. 3:21:36–3:21:37Love cannot wait.
  2678. 3:21:37–3:21:40I will help her to get out myself.
  2679. 3:21:40–3:21:47He rises, discovers him, ah, the owner of the bullock cart.
  2680. 3:21:47–3:21:53He is attractive not only to the ears of men, but also to their eyes.
  2681. 3:21:53–3:21:56Thank heaven, I am safe.
  2682. 3:21:56–3:22:03the bullock cart and discovers Ariyaka. Who then is this? As trunk of elephant his arms
  2683. 3:22:03–3:22:10are long. His chest is full, his shoulders broad and strong. His great eyes restless
  2684. 3:22:10–3:22:18red. Why should this man be thus enforced to fight so noble he? With such ignoble plight.
  2685. 3:22:18–3:22:25His foot to fetters wed? Who are you, sir? I am one who seeks your protection,
  2686. 3:22:25–3:22:29Aryaka, by birth a herdsman.
  2687. 3:22:29–3:22:36Are you he whom king Palika took from the hamlet where he lived and thrust into prison?
  2688. 3:22:36–3:22:37The same.
  2689. 3:22:37–3:22:41Tea is fate that brings you to my sight.
  2690. 3:22:41–3:22:43May I be reft of heaven's light.
  2691. 3:22:43–3:22:48Air I desert you in your hapless plight.
  2692. 3:22:48–3:22:52Aryaka manifests his joy.
  2693. 3:22:52–3:22:56Lord Hanukka, remove the fetters from his foot.
  2694. 3:22:56–3:23:02Yes, sir, he does so. Master, the fetters are removed.
  2695. 3:23:02–3:23:06But you have bound me with yet stronger fetters of love.
  2696. 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.
  2697. 3:23:13–3:23:16Peace! For shame!
  2698. 3:23:16–3:23:21Charu Ditta, my friend, I entered your cart somewhat unceremoniously.
  2699. 3:23:21–3:23:29I beg your pardon. I feel honoured that you should use no ceremony with me.
  2700. 3:23:29–3:23:37If you permit it, I now desire to go. Go in peace. Thank you, I will alight from
  2701. 3:23:37–3:23:42the cart. No, my friend, the fetters have but this
  2702. 3:23:42–3:23:49moment been removed. And you will find walking difficult. In this spot where men seek pleasure,
  2703. 3:23:49–3:23:53A bullock cart will excite no suspicion.
  2704. 3:23:53–3:23:56Continue your journey then in the cart.
  2705. 3:23:56–3:23:59I thank you, sir.
  2706. 3:23:59–3:24:01Seek now thy kinsmen.
  2707. 3:24:01–3:24:03Happiness be thine.
  2708. 3:24:03–3:24:08Ah, I have found thee, blessed kinsmen mine.
  2709. 3:24:08–3:24:12Remember me, when thou hast cause to speak.
  2710. 3:24:12–3:24:17Thy name, and not mine bone, my words shall seek.
  2711. 3:24:17–3:24:21May the immortal gods protect thy ways.
  2712. 3:24:21–3:24:25Thou didst protect me, in most perilous days.
  2713. 3:24:25–3:24:30Nay, it was fate that sweet protection lent.
  2714. 3:24:30–3:24:34But thou wasst chosen as fate's instrument.
  2715. 3:24:34–3:24:35Seven.
  2716. 3:24:35–3:24:39King Palakar is aroused, and protection will prove difficult.
  2717. 3:24:39–3:24:43You must depart at once.
  2718. 3:24:43–3:24:45Until we meet again, farewell.
  2719. 3:24:45–3:24:47Exit.
  2720. 3:24:47–3:24:50In royal wroth I now have much to fear.
  2721. 3:24:50–3:24:53It were unwise for me to linger here.
  2722. 3:24:53–3:24:55Then throw the fetters in the well.
  2723. 3:24:55–3:24:59For spies, serve to their king as keen.
  2724. 3:24:59–3:25:00Far see
  2725. 3:25:00–3:25:30विश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्�
  2726. 3:25:30–3:25:45reflecting. Let him enter by that path. While we depart by this, exit. Enter a monk with a wet garment in his hand.
  2727. 3:25:45–3:25:53Year ignorant. Lay by a store of virtue. Restrain the belly. Watch eternally,
  2728. 3:25:53–3:26:03Heeding the beat of contemplation's drum, for else the senses, fearful thieves they be, will steal away all virtues hoarded some.
  2729. 3:26:03–3:26:11And further? I have seen that all things are transitory, so that now I am become the abode of virtues alone.
  2730. 3:26:11–3:26:19Who slays the five men and the female bane, by whom protection to the town is given,
  2731. 3:26:19–3:26:22by whom the outcast impotent is slain.
  2732. 3:26:22–3:26:26He cannot fail to enter into heaven,
  2733. 3:26:26–3:26:29though head be shorn and face be shorn.
  2734. 3:26:29–3:26:30The heart unshawn.
  2735. 3:26:30–3:26:33Why should man shave him?
  2736. 3:26:33–3:26:35But he who's in most heart is shorn,
  2737. 3:26:35–3:26:38needs not the shaven head to save him.
  2738. 3:26:38–3:26:41I have dyed this robe of mine yellow,
  2739. 3:26:41–3:26:46and now I will go into the garden of the king's brother in law,
  2740. 3:26:46–3:26:47wash it in the pond,
  2741. 3:26:47–3:26:50and go away as soon as I can.
  2742. 3:26:50–3:26:53He walks about and washes the robe.
  2743. 3:26:53–3:26:56Sh'top! You confounded monk!
  2744. 3:26:56–3:26:58Sh'top!
  2745. 3:26:58–3:27:00Discovers the speaker.
  2746. 3:27:00–3:27:03Fearfully. Heaven help me.
  2747. 3:27:03–3:27:06Here is the king's brother in law.
  2748. 3:27:06–3:27:11Sansternaka. Just because one monk committed an offense.
  2749. 3:27:11–3:27:14Now, wherever he sees a monk,
  2750. 3:27:14–3:27:17Whether it is the same one or not,
  2751. 3:27:17–3:27:21he bores a hole in his nose and drives him around like a bullock.
  2752. 3:27:21–3:27:25Where shall a defenseless man find a defender?
  2753. 3:27:25–3:27:30But after all, the Blessed Lord Buddha is my defender.
  2754. 3:27:30–3:27:32Enter the courtier,
  2755. 3:27:32–3:27:36carrying a sword and Sannsternaka.
  2756. 3:27:36–3:27:39Stop. You confounded monk.
  2757. 3:27:39–3:27:45I'll pound your head like a red radish at a drinking party."
  2758. 3:27:45–3:27:47He strikes him.
  2759. 3:27:47–3:27:49You jackass.
  2760. 3:27:49–3:27:54You should not strike a monk who wears the yellow robes of renunciation.
  2761. 3:27:54–3:27:55Why heed him?
  2762. 3:27:55–3:28:00Look rather upon this garden, which offers itself to pleasure.
  2763. 3:28:00–3:28:02To creatures else forlorn.
  2764. 3:28:02–3:28:04The forest trees.
  2765. 3:28:04–3:28:07Do works of mercy.
  2766. 3:28:07–3:28:08Granting joy and ease.
  2767. 3:28:08–3:28:13Like a sinner's heart, the park unguarded lies.
  2768. 3:28:13–3:28:18Like some new founded realm, an easy prize.
  2769. 3:28:18–3:28:19Heaven bless you.
  2770. 3:28:19–3:28:23Be merciful, servant of the Blessed One.
  2771. 3:28:23–3:28:25Did you hear that, sure?
  2772. 3:28:25–3:28:27He's insulting me.
  2773. 3:28:27–3:28:29What does he say?
  2774. 3:28:29–3:28:31Shays, I'm a servant.
  2775. 3:28:31–3:28:33What do you take me for?
  2776. 3:28:33–3:28:35A barber?
  2777. 3:28:35–3:28:40A servant of the blessed one, he calls you, and this is praise.
  2778. 3:28:40–3:28:43Praise me, es home more, monk.
  2779. 3:28:43–3:28:45You are virtuous.
  2780. 3:28:45–3:28:46You are a brick.
  2781. 3:28:46–3:28:48She?
  2782. 3:28:48–3:28:50He shays I'm virtuous.
  2783. 3:28:50–3:28:52He shays I'm a brick.
  2784. 3:28:52–3:28:53What do you think I am?
  2785. 3:28:53–3:28:56A materialistic philosopher?
  2786. 3:28:56–3:28:58Or a watering trough?
  2787. 3:28:58–3:29:00Or a pot maker?
  2788. 3:29:00–3:29:01You jackass!
  2789. 3:29:01–3:29:06He praises you when he says that you are virtuous, that you are a brick.
  2790. 3:29:06–3:29:11Well, sure, what did he come here for?
  2791. 3:29:11–3:29:13To wash this robe.
  2792. 3:29:13–3:29:15Confound the monk.
  2793. 3:29:15–3:29:19My shishter's husband gave me the finessed garden there is.
  2794. 3:29:19–3:29:21The garden pushparkeranda.
  2795. 3:29:21–3:29:24Dogs and jackals drink the water in fish pond.
  2796. 3:29:24–3:29:26Now I'm an arishhtakrat.
  2797. 3:29:26–3:29:27I'm a man.
  2798. 3:29:27–3:29:30And I don't even take a bath.
  2799. 3:29:30–3:29:33And here you bring your stinking clothes.
  2800. 3:29:33–3:29:36All stained with stale bean porridge.
  2801. 3:29:36–3:29:37And wash, em.
  2802. 3:29:37–3:29:40I think one good stroke will finish you.
  2803. 3:29:40–3:29:46You jackass, I am sure he has not long been a monk.
  2804. 3:29:46–3:29:48How can you tell?
  2805. 3:29:48–3:29:49Sure.
  2806. 3:29:49–3:29:51It doesn't take much to tell that.
  2807. 3:29:51–3:29:52See?
  2808. 3:29:52–3:29:54His hair is newly shorn.
  2809. 3:29:54–3:29:56The brow still white.
  2810. 3:29:56–3:29:59The rough cloak has not yet the shoulder scarred.
  2811. 3:30:00–3:30:07He wears it awkwardly. It clings not tight. And here above, the fit is sadly marred.
  2812. 3:30:07–3:30:14True, servant of the Blessed One, I have been a monk, but a short time.
  2813. 3:30:14–3:30:19Then why haven't you been one all your life? He beats him.
  2814. 3:30:19–3:30:21Buddha be praised.
  2815. 3:30:21–3:30:27Stop beating the poor fellow. Leave him alone. Let him go.
  2816. 3:30:27–3:30:31Just wait a minute, while I take counsel.
  2817. 3:30:31–3:30:33With whom?
  2818. 3:30:33–3:30:35With my own heart.
  2819. 3:30:35–3:30:39Poor fellow, why didn't he escape?
  2820. 3:30:39–3:30:43Bleshed little heart, my little shon and master,
  2821. 3:30:43–3:30:47Shall the monk go, or shall the monk shtay?
  2822. 3:30:47–3:30:52To himself. Neither go, nor shtay.
  2823. 3:30:52–3:31:00Allowed. Well. Sure. I took counsel with my heart. And my heart shays.
  2824. 3:31:00–3:31:02Says what?
  2825. 3:31:02–3:31:09He shall neither go, nor shtay. He shall neither breathe up, nor breathe down.
  2826. 3:31:09–3:31:15He shall fall down right here and die. Before you can shay, boo.
  2827. 3:31:15–3:31:20Buddha be praised. I throw myself upon your protection.
  2828. 3:31:20–3:31:22Let him go.
  2829. 3:31:22–3:31:25Well, on one condition.
  2830. 3:31:25–3:31:27And what is that?
  2831. 3:31:27–3:31:29He mushed sling mud in,
  2832. 3:31:29–3:31:32without making the water dirty.
  2833. 3:31:32–3:31:33Or better yet,
  2834. 3:31:33–3:31:36he mushed make the water into a ball,
  2835. 3:31:36–3:31:38and sling it into the mud.
  2836. 3:31:38–3:31:41What incredible folly!
  2837. 3:31:41–3:31:44The patient earth is burdened by
  2838. 3:31:44–3:31:45so many a fool,
  2839. 3:31:45–3:31:47so many a drone.
  2840. 3:31:47–3:31:49Whose thoughts and deeds are all
  2841. 3:31:49–3:31:55arrive these trees of flesh. These forms of stone.
  2842. 3:31:55–3:32:01The monk makes faces at Sanktarnaka. What does he mean?
  2843. 3:32:01–3:32:07He praises you. Praise me, s'homemore. Praise me again.
  2844. 3:32:07–3:32:13The monk does so. Then exit. See how beautiful the garden is.
  2845. 3:32:13–3:32:20Jackass. See yonder trees. Adorned with fruit and flowers. Oh, a witch the clinging creepers
  2846. 3:32:20–3:32:27interlace. The watchmen guard them with the royal powers. They seem like men whom loving
  2847. 3:32:27–3:32:35wives embrace. A good description. Sure. The ground is mottled with a lot of flowers.
  2848. 3:32:35–3:32:40The Blossom Freight bends down the lofty trees. And. Hanging from the leafy tree
  2849. 3:32:40–3:32:47top bowers. The monkey's bob, like breadfruit in the breeze.
  2850. 3:32:47–3:32:55Will you be seated on this stone bench, you jackass? I am seated. They seat themselves.
  2851. 3:32:55–3:33:02Do you know? Sure. I remember that Vicenticina even yet. She is like an insha. I can't
  2852. 3:33:02–3:33:05get her out of my mind."
  2853. 3:33:05–3:33:09Aside, he remembers her even after such a repulse.
  2854. 3:33:09–3:33:17For indeed, the mean man whom a woman spurns, but loves them or the wise man's passion
  2855. 3:33:17–3:33:21gentler burns, or passes over.
  2856. 3:33:21–3:33:23Shome time has pashed.
  2857. 3:33:23–3:33:29Sure, since I told my shervant stevarica to take the bullock cart and come as quick
  2858. 3:33:29–3:33:33as he could, and even yet he is not here.
  2859. 3:33:33–3:33:39I've been hungry a long time, and at noon a man can't go a foot.
  2860. 3:33:39–3:33:46For she, the shun is in the middle of the shky, and hard to look at as an angry ape.
  2861. 3:33:46–3:33:52Like Gandhari, whose hundred shuns did die, the earth is hard dish-dressed and can't
  2862. 3:33:52–3:33:54eschcape.
  2863. 3:33:54–3:33:55True.
  2864. 3:33:55–3:33:57The cattle all.
  2865. 3:33:57–3:34:00Their cuds let fall lie drowsing in the shade.
  2866. 3:34:00–3:34:06In heated pool their lips to cool, Deer throng the woodland glade.
  2867. 3:34:06–3:34:11A prey to heat, the city street, Makes wanderers afraid.
  2868. 3:34:11–3:34:16The cart must shun the midday sun, And thus has been delayed.
  2869. 3:34:16–3:34:18Yes, sir.
  2870. 3:34:18–3:34:21Fashed to my head the heated shun bean clings.
  2871. 3:34:21–3:34:26Birds, flying creatures, Al-show winged things,
  2872. 3:34:26–3:34:33reached in the branches of the trees. While men, people, and persons shy and shy again
  2873. 3:34:33–3:34:41at home they tarry in their houses shtay to bear the heat and burden of the day. Well,
  2874. 3:34:41–3:34:48sure, that shervant is ent here yet. I am going to shing shomething to pashe the time.
  2875. 3:34:48–3:34:54He sings there, sure, did you hear what I shang?
  2876. 3:34:54–3:34:55What shall I say?
  2877. 3:34:55–3:34:59Ah, how melodious.
  2878. 3:34:59–3:35:00Why should end it be?
  2879. 3:35:00–3:35:30विमलोडरस्विमर्श्विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक न
  2880. 3:35:30–3:35:37Why should ent it be melodorous? Of the flesh of the cook who I make up a chowder
  2881. 3:35:37–3:35:41With devils dung added and black pepper powder
  2882. 3:35:41–3:35:44With oil and with butter I sprinkle the meat
  2883. 3:35:44–3:35:51Why should ent my voice be remarkably sweet? But sure, the chervant is ent here yet
  2884. 3:35:51–3:35:57Be easy in your mind. He will be here presently
  2885. 3:35:57–3:36:01Enter Vasantacina in the Bullock Heart and Stavaraka.
  2886. 3:36:02–3:36:16I 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!
  2887. 3:36:16–3:36:26Alas! That is not Vardhamanaka's voice. What does it mean? I wonder if Charu Ditta was afraid that the Bullocks might become weary.
  2888. 3:36:27–3:36:30and so sent another man with another cart.
  2889. 3:36:30–3:36:32My right eye twitches.
  2890. 3:36:32–3:36:34My heart is all it tremble.
  2891. 3:36:34–3:36:36There is no one in sight.
  2892. 3:36:36–3:36:40Everything seems to dance before my eyes."
  2893. 3:36:40–3:36:42Hearing the sound of wheels,
  2894. 3:36:42–3:36:45the cart is here, sure.
  2895. 3:36:45–3:36:47How do you know?
  2896. 3:36:47–3:36:49Can't you see?
  2897. 3:36:49–3:36:52It squeaks like an old hog.
  2898. 3:36:52–3:36:54Perceives the cart.
  2899. 3:36:54–3:36:55Quite true.
  2900. 3:36:55–3:36:56It is here.
  2901. 3:36:56–3:37:02Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, are you here?
  2902. 3:37:02–3:37:04Yes, sir.
  2903. 3:37:04–3:37:06Is the cart here?
  2904. 3:37:06–3:37:08Yes, sir.
  2905. 3:37:08–3:37:10Are the bullocks here?
  2906. 3:37:10–3:37:12Yes, sir.
  2907. 3:37:12–3:37:14And are you here?
  2908. 3:37:14–3:37:18Laughing, yes, master, I am here too.
  2909. 3:37:18–3:37:21Then drive the cart in.
  2910. 3:37:21–3:37:23By which road?
  2911. 3:37:23–3:37:27right here, where the wall is tumbling down.
  2912. 3:37:27–3:37:37Oh, master. The bullocks will be killed. The cart will go to pieces. And I, your servant, shall be killed.
  2913. 3:37:37–3:37:50I'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.
  2914. 3:37:50–3:37:53If you are killed, there will be another driver.
  2915. 3:37:54–3:37:57Everything will be replaced, except me.
  2916. 3:37:57–3:38:02Let the whole thing go to pieces. Drive in over the wall.
  2917. 3:38:02–3:38:08Then break. Cut. Break with your driver. There will be another cut.
  2918. 3:38:08–3:38:18I must go and present myself to my master. He drives in. What? Not broken? Master. Here is your cut.
  2919. 3:38:18–3:38:21The Bullock's not SHPLIT in two?
  2920. 3:38:21–3:38:23And the Rope's not killed?
  2921. 3:38:23–3:38:25And you two not killed?
  2922. 3:38:25–3:38:26No.
  2923. 3:38:26–3:38:27Sir.
  2924. 3:38:27–3:38:28Come.
  2925. 3:38:28–3:38:29Sure.
  2926. 3:38:29–3:38:31Let's look at the cart.
  2927. 3:38:31–3:38:33You are my teacher.
  2928. 3:38:33–3:38:34Sure.
  2929. 3:38:34–3:38:35My very best teacher.
  2930. 3:38:35–3:38:38You are a man I respect.
  2931. 3:38:38–3:38:39My intimate friend.
  2932. 3:38:39–3:38:41A man I delight to honour.
  2933. 3:38:41–3:38:44Do you enter the cart first?
  2934. 3:38:44–3:38:46Very well.
  2935. 3:38:46–3:38:48He starts to do so.
  2936. 3:38:48–3:38:49Not much.
  2937. 3:38:49–3:38:50Stop.
  2938. 3:38:50–3:38:52Is this your father's cart?
  2939. 3:38:52–3:38:54That you should enter it first?
  2940. 3:38:54–3:38:56I own this cart.
  2941. 3:38:56–3:38:59I'll enter it first.
  2942. 3:38:59–3:39:02I only did what you said.
  2943. 3:39:02–3:39:09Even if I do shei shou, you ought to be polite enough to shei, after you, Masha.
  2944. 3:39:09–3:39:11After you, then.
  2945. 3:39:11–3:39:13Now I'll enter.
  2946. 3:39:13–3:39:19Devarika, my little shon, my slave, turn the cart around.
  2947. 3:39:19–3:39:21Dusso.
  2948. 3:39:21–3:39:23Enter, master.
  2949. 3:39:23–3:39:30Enters and looks about, then hastily gets out in terror, and falls on the courtier's neck.
  2950. 3:39:30–3:39:33Oh, oh, oh, you're a dead man.
  2951. 3:39:33–3:39:36There's a witch, or a thief.
  2952. 3:39:36–3:39:39That's sitting and living in my bullet cart.
  2953. 3:39:39–3:39:43If it's a witch, we, all both be robbed.
  2954. 3:39:43–3:39:47If it's a thief, we, I'll both be eaten alive.
  2955. 3:39:47–3:39:49Don't be frightened.
  2956. 3:39:49–3:39:52How could a witch travel in a bullet cart?
  2957. 3:39:52–3:39:57I hope that the heat of the midday sun has not blinded you, so that you became the
  2958. 3:39:57–3:39:59victim of an hallucination when you
  2959. 3:40:00–3:40:30विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक�
  2960. 3:40:30–3:40:39show. On high-born dames I hesitate to gaze. In amazement, aside, oh, oh, it is that thorn
  2961. 3:40:39–3:40:47in my eye. The king's brother in law. Alas, the danger is great, poor woman. My coming
  2962. 3:40:47–3:40:53hither proves as fruitless as the sowing of a handful of seeds on salty soil. What shall
  2963. 3:40:53–3:40:58I do now? Fish-old shervant is afraid and he won't
  2964. 3:40:58–3:41:03look into the cart. Will you look into the cart, sure?"
  2965. 3:41:03–3:41:10I see no harm in that. Yes, I will do it. Are those things jackals that I she flying
  2966. 3:41:10–3:41:15into the air? And are those things crows that walk on all fours? While the witch is
  2967. 3:41:15–3:41:21chewing him with her eyes, and looking at him with her teeth? I, I'll make my esch
  2968. 3:41:21–3:41:23gapay."
  2969. 3:41:23–3:41:31perceives Vasanticina. Sadly to himself. Is it possible? The gazelle follows the tiger.
  2970. 3:41:31–3:41:39Alas! Her mate is lovely as the autumn moon. Who waits for her upon the sandy dune? And
  2971. 3:41:39–3:41:47yet the swan will leave him. And will go. To dance attendance on a common crow.
  2972. 3:41:47–3:41:56Aside to Versanticina. Ah, Versanticina. This is neither right, nor worthy of you.
  2973. 3:41:56–3:42:02Your pride rejected him before, yet now for gold, and for your mother's will.
  2974. 3:42:02–3:42:05No, she shakes her head.
  2975. 3:42:05–3:42:12Your nature knows your pride no more. You honor him. A common woman still.
  2976. 3:42:12–3:42:16Seventeen, did I not tell you to serve the man you love
  2977. 3:42:16–3:42:24and him you hate. I made a mistake in the cart, and thus I came hither. I throw myself
  2978. 3:42:24–3:42:33upon your protection. Do not fear. Come. I must deceive him. He returns to Sansternaca.
  2979. 3:42:33–3:42:40Jackass. There is indeed a witch who makes her home in the cart. But sure, if a witch
  2980. 3:42:40–3:42:47which is living there. Why aren't you robbed? And if it, essay thief, why aren't you eaten
  2981. 3:42:47–3:42:49alive?
  2982. 3:42:49–3:42:54Why try to determine that? But if we should go back on foot through the gardens until
  2983. 3:42:54–3:43:00we came to the city? To Ujjaini? What harm would that do?
  2984. 3:43:00–3:43:04And if we did, what then?
  2985. 3:43:04–3:43:08Then we should have some exercise, and should avoid tiring the bullocks.
  2986. 3:43:08–3:43:23All right, Stavarica, my slave, drive on, but no. Stop, SH-top, I go on foot before gods and brahmanas. Not much. I, I'll go in my cart.
  2987. 3:43:23–3:43:33Show that people shall shimmy a long way off. And she, there he goes. Our master, the king's brother in law.
  2988. 3:43:33–3:43:38Aside, it is hard to convert poison into medicine.
  2989. 3:43:38–3:43:39So be it.
  2990. 3:43:39–3:43:41Then, aloud.
  2991. 3:43:41–3:43:42Jackass.
  2992. 3:43:42–3:43:44This is Vasanticina.
  2993. 3:43:44–3:43:47Come to visit you.
  2994. 3:43:47–3:43:48Heaven forbid.
  2995. 3:43:48–3:43:57Gleefully, oh, oh, to visit me, an Arishhtakrat, a man, a regular Vasudeva.
  2996. 3:43:57–3:43:59Yes.
  2997. 3:43:59–3:44:09This 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.
  2998. 3:44:09–3:44:17Capital. I, I'll fall at her feet, my shelf. He approaches the Santicina. Little mother,
  2999. 3:44:17–3:44:25Mama dear, lished into my prayer, I fold my hands and fall before thy feet, thine eyes are large.
  3000. 3:44:25–3:44:31Thy teeth are clean and neat. Thy fingernails are ten, forgive thy slave.
  3001. 3:44:31–3:44:36What! Love tormented, he offended, sweet!
  3002. 3:44:36–3:44:43Angrily, leave me, your words are an insult. She spurns him with her foot.
  3003. 3:44:43–3:44:59Wrathfully, 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.
  3004. 3:45:00–3:45:30नाटक 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
  3005. 3:45:30–3:45:39are you? those are my bullocks you, redriving. get out, get out, you slave. get out, get out.
  3006. 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.
  3007. 3:45:47–3:45:55these hands of mine, ten finger nailie, these hands show lot or shleefie. a riching anxious,
  3008. 3:45:55–3:46:00Girl, to dally, with you, and in a jiffy.
  3009. 3:46:00–3:46:06I, I'll drag your sweetness by the hair, from the cart where in you ride,
  3010. 3:46:06–3:46:12As did Jattayou Bali's fair, the monkey Bali's bride.
  3011. 3:46:12–3:46:17So virtuous ladies may not be insulted, thus despitefully,
  3012. 3:46:17–3:46:23Nor garden creepers may not be robbed of their leaves so cruelly.
  3013. 3:46:23–3:46:32up. Man! I will help her to a light. Come. Vasantacena. Vasantacena alights and stands
  3014. 3:46:32–3:46:39apart." Aside, the flame of wrath was kindled when she despised my proposition, and now
  3015. 3:46:39–3:46:48it blazes up because she kicked me. Show now I, I'll murder her. Good. Fishway. Allowed.
  3016. 3:46:48–3:46:51Well, sure, what do you want?
  3017. 3:46:51–3:46:57A cloak with fringes hanging down an all, tied with a hundred SHT rings?
  3018. 3:46:57–3:46:58Or good ragu?
  3019. 3:46:58–3:47:02To make you SH-Mack your greedy lips and call.
  3020. 3:47:02–3:47:07Chu-Hoo, Chu-Hoo, Chuckoo, Chu-Hoo, Chu-Hoo.
  3021. 3:47:07–3:47:11Well, do me a favor.
  3022. 3:47:11–3:47:12Certainly.
  3023. 3:47:12–3:47:13Anything.
  3024. 3:47:13–3:47:15Unless it be a sin.
  3025. 3:47:15–3:47:20There's not a smell of a shin in it, sure. Not a perfume.
  3026. 3:47:20–3:47:25Speak, then. Murder for Santa Cina.
  3027. 3:47:25–3:47:30Stopping his ears. Attender lady. Gems of this our city.
  3028. 3:47:30–3:47:37A courtesan whose love was stainless ever if I should kill her. Sinless. Without pity.
  3029. 3:47:37–3:47:40What boat would bear me on the gloomy river?
  3030. 3:47:40–3:47:48I'll give you a boat. And bet she dies, in fish-deserted garden, who'll she you murdering her?
  3031. 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.
  3032. 3:48:06–3:48:10Well then, put your cloak over her and murder her.
  3033. 3:48:10–3:48:13You fool! You scoundrel!
  3034. 3:48:13–3:48:16The old hog is afraid of a shin.
  3035. 3:48:16–3:48:21Never mind. I'll persuade Stavarica, my slave.
  3036. 3:48:21–3:48:25Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave.
  3037. 3:48:25–3:48:28I'll give you golden bracelets.
  3038. 3:48:28–3:48:30And I'll wear them.
  3039. 3:48:30–3:48:33I'll have a golden sheet made for you.
  3040. 3:48:33–3:48:35And I'll sit on it.
  3041. 3:48:35–3:48:38I'll give you all my leavings
  3042. 3:48:38–3:48:40and I'll eat them.
  3043. 3:48:40–3:48:44I'll make you the chief of all my S-hervents.
  3044. 3:48:44–3:48:46Master, I'll be the chief.
  3045. 3:48:46–3:48:50You only have to attend to what I say.
  3046. 3:48:50–3:48:54Master, I will do anything, unless it be a sin.
  3047. 3:48:54–3:48:57There's not a smell of a shin in it.
  3048. 3:48:57–3:48:59Then speak, Master.
  3049. 3:48:59–3:49:02Murder for Santicina.
  3050. 3:49:02–3:49:10Oh, Master. Be merciful. Unworthy as I am. I brought this worthy lady hither, because
  3051. 3:49:10–3:49:14she mistook this bullet cart for another.
  3052. 3:49:14–3:49:17You slave, ain't I your master?
  3053. 3:49:17–3:49:26Master of my body, not of my character. Be merciful, Master, be merciful. I am afraid.
  3054. 3:49:26–3:49:29You're my slave. Who are you afraid of?
  3055. 3:49:29–3:49:32Of the other world, Master.
  3056. 3:49:32–3:49:34Who is Thish? Otherworld.
  3057. 3:49:35–3:49:38Master, it is a rewarder of righteousness and sin.
  3058. 3:49:39–3:49:41What is the reward of righteousness?
  3059. 3:49:43–3:49:46To be like my master, with plenty of golden ornaments.
  3060. 3:49:47–3:49:49What is the reward of shin?
  3061. 3:49:50–3:49:52To be like me, eating another man's bread.
  3062. 3:49:53–3:49:55That is why I will do no sin.
  3063. 3:49:56–3:49:57Show you won't murder her?
  3064. 3:49:58–3:50:00He beats him with all his might.
  3065. 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
  3066. 3:50:30–3:50:36This poor, miserable slave, Seek virtues me'd beyond the grave,
  3067. 3:50:36–3:50:38And is his Lord indifferent.
  3068. 3:50:38–3:50:41Then why are not such creatures sent?
  3069. 3:50:41–3:50:43Too instant, hell!
  3070. 3:50:43–3:50:45Who's sinful store?
  3071. 3:50:45–3:50:46Grows great!
  3072. 3:50:46–3:50:48Who know not virtue more?
  3073. 3:50:48–3:50:49And again?
  3074. 3:50:49–3:50:50Ah!
  3075. 3:50:50–3:50:51Cruel!
  3076. 3:50:51–3:50:56Cruel is our fate, And enters through the straightest gate,
  3077. 3:50:56–3:50:58Since he is slave!
  3078. 3:50:58–3:51:00And you are Lord!
  3079. 3:51:00–3:51:06he does not enjoy your horde, since you do not obey his word.
  3080. 3:51:06–3:51:12Aside, the old jackal is afraid of a shin, and the, life-long slave, is afraid of the
  3081. 3:51:12–3:51:14other world.
  3082. 3:51:14–3:51:16Who am I afraid of?
  3083. 3:51:16–3:51:25I, the king's brother in law, an aristocrat, a man, a loud, well, shervant, you, life-long
  3084. 3:51:25–3:51:31slave. You can go. Go to your room and reach and keep out of my way."
  3085. 3:51:31–3:51:39Yes, Master. To Vasantacena. Madam, I have no further power. Exit.
  3086. 3:51:39–3:51:47Goads up his loins. Wait a minute, Vasantacena. Wait a minute. I want to murder you.
  3087. 3:51:47–3:51:54You will kill her before my eyes. He seizes him by the throat. Falls to the ground. Sure.
  3088. 3:51:54–3:51:58Sure, you, re-murdering your mashtar.
  3089. 3:51:58–3:52:00He loses consciousness.
  3090. 3:52:00–3:52:01But recovers.
  3091. 3:52:01–3:52:04I always fed him fat with meat.
  3092. 3:52:04–3:52:06And gave him butter too.
  3093. 3:52:06–3:52:07To eat.
  3094. 3:52:07–3:52:10Now for the friend in need I search.
  3095. 3:52:10–3:52:14Why does he leave me in the lurch?"
  3096. 3:52:14–3:52:15After reflection.
  3097. 3:52:15–3:52:16Good.
  3098. 3:52:16–3:52:18I have an idea.
  3099. 3:52:18–3:52:22The old Jackal gave her a hint by shaking his head at her.
  3100. 3:52:22–3:52:23Show I.
  3101. 3:52:23–3:52:26LL shent him away. And then I...
  3102. 3:52:26–3:52:30LL murder Vasantasina. That's the idea.
  3103. 3:52:30–3:52:32Allowed. Sure.
  3104. 3:52:32–3:52:37I was born in a noble family as great as a wine glass.
  3105. 3:52:37–3:52:40How could I do that shin I spoke about?
  3106. 3:52:40–3:52:43I just shade it to make her love me.
  3107. 3:52:43–3:52:46Why should you boast of this, your noble birth?
  3108. 3:52:46–3:52:50T is character that makes the man of worth.
  3109. 3:52:50–3:52:54but thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth.
  3110. 3:52:54–3:52:58She is ashamed to confess her love when you re here.
  3111. 3:52:58–3:53:00Please go.
  3112. 3:53:00–3:53:04My chervant, Stavarica, has gone too after getting a beating.
  3113. 3:53:04–3:53:06He may be running away.
  3114. 3:53:06–3:53:07Catch him.
  3115. 3:53:07–3:53:08Sure.
  3116. 3:53:08–3:53:10And come back with him.
  3117. 3:53:10–3:53:15Aside, Vasantasena is too proud to own.
  3118. 3:53:15–3:53:19While I am near, her love for one so crude.
  3119. 3:53:19–3:53:22So now I leave her here with him alone.
  3120. 3:53:22–3:53:26Love's confidence is long for solitude.
  3121. 3:53:26–3:53:30Allowed. Very well. I go.
  3122. 3:53:30–3:53:33Seizing the heme of his garment.
  3123. 3:53:33–3:53:37Did I not throw myself upon your protection?
  3124. 3:53:37–3:53:38Do not fear.
  3125. 3:53:38–3:53:40Vasantasina.
  3126. 3:53:40–3:53:45Jackass, Vasantasina is a pledge, committed to your hand.
  3127. 3:53:45–3:53:53All right. Just let her be committed to my hand. It's a pledge that I'll execute.
  3128. 3:53:53–3:53:55Are you honest?
  3129. 3:53:55–3:53:57Honch.
  3130. 3:53:57–3:54:06Takes a few steps. No. If I go, the wretch might kill her. I will conceal myself for a moment
  3131. 3:54:06–3:54:10and see what he intends to do. He stands apart.
  3132. 3:54:10–3:54:31Good. I, Ul, murder her. But no. Perhaps fish-tricky-trickster. Fish-brahman. Fish-old Jackal. Has gone and hidden himself. He might raise a how like the Jackal he is. I, Ul, just do fish to deceive him. He gathers flowers and adorns himself.
  3133. 3:54:31–3:54:36Vesantasina, my love, my love, come.
  3134. 3:54:36–3:54:39Yes, he has turned lover.
  3135. 3:54:39–3:54:43Good. I am content. I will go.
  3136. 3:54:43–3:54:44Exit.
  3137. 3:54:44–3:54:49Aye, I'll give you gold. Aye, I'll call you sweet.
  3138. 3:54:49–3:54:55My turbaned head adores your feet. Why not love me, my clean-toothed girl?
  3139. 3:54:55–3:54:58Why worship such a pauper churl?
  3140. 3:54:58–3:55:00How can you ask?
  3141. 3:55:00–3:55:04शि भाश वर आद और विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3142. 3:55:04–3:55:10O base and vile, O wretch! What more, why tempt me now with golden power?
  3143. 3:55:10–3:55:15The honey-loving bees adore, the pure and stainless lotus flower.
  3144. 3:55:15–3:55:21Though poverty may strike a good man low, peculiar honour waits upon his woe,
  3145. 3:55:21–3:55:27and, T is the glory of a cortisan. To set her love upon an honest man.
  3146. 3:55:27–3:55:33And I, who have loved the mango tree, I cannot cling to the locus tree.
  3147. 3:55:33–3:55:48Wensch, 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.
  3148. 3:55:48–3:55:52Why should I not remember him who dwells in my heart?
  3149. 3:55:52–3:55:59Fish very minute I am going to SH-trangle him who dwells in your heart and you too.
  3150. 3:55:59–3:56:03Stand still you poor merchant man's lover.
  3151. 3:56:03–3:56:08Or speak or speak again these words that do me honor.
  3152. 3:56:08–3:56:15Just let poor Charudatta the shon of a slave, rescue you now.
  3153. 3:56:15–3:56:19He would rescue me if he saw me.
  3154. 3:56:19–3:56:43Is 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 princess bane? A prophet? Or a vulture known afar? A statesman? Or a beetle? Or a star? But even if he was, he could entree shq you.
  3155. 3:56:43–3:56:53As Cedar in the Barata was killed by good old Chanakya, show I intend to throttle thee, as did Jattayu Draupadi.
  3156. 3:56:53–3:56:57He raises his arm to strike her.
  3157. 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.
  3158. 3:57:16–3:57:25Does the wench shpeak that rush gal's name even yet? He seizes her by the throat. Remember him, wench.
  3159. 3:57:25–3:57:28Heaven bless Charuditta.
  3160. 3:57:28–3:57:29Die!
  3161. 3:57:29–3:57:30Wench!
  3162. 3:57:30–3:57:31He strangles her.
  3163. 3:57:31–3:57:36Vasantasena loses consciousness, and falls motionless.
  3164. 3:57:36–3:57:38Gleefully.
  3165. 3:57:38–3:57:40Fishbashgit full of shin.
  3166. 3:57:40–3:57:41Fish Wench!
  3167. 3:57:41–3:57:45Fishfowler bowed of impudence she came to love.
  3168. 3:57:45–3:57:47She stayed to blench.
  3169. 3:57:47–3:57:50For Death's embrace took every sense.
  3170. 3:57:50–3:57:54But why bow Ashtaya Valoris arms and SHT out?
  3171. 3:57:54–3:58:03She simply died because her breath gave out. Like Cedar in the barata, she lies. Ah, mother
  3172. 3:58:03–3:58:10mine, how prittly she dies. She would not love me. Though I loved the wench, I sure the empty
  3173. 3:58:10–3:58:18garden. Set the snare, and frightened her, and made the poor girl blench. My brother,
  3174. 3:58:18–3:58:25Oh, my father! Fish is where you missed the s-height of heroism, s-HT out!
  3175. 3:58:25–3:58:31Your brother and your shon herebloss, holmed out into a man like Mother Draupadi.
  3176. 3:58:31–3:58:37You were not there, my bravery to she. Good! The old jackal will be here in a minute.
  3177. 3:58:37–3:58:47I, I'll s-HTEP Ashida and wait. He does so. Enter the courtier with Stavarica.
  3178. 3:58:47–3:58:53I have persuaded the servant Stavarakha to come back, and now I will look for the jackass.
  3179. 3:58:53–3:58:56He walks about and looks around him.
  3180. 3:58:56–3:59:02But see, a tree has fallen by the roadside and killed a woman in its fall.
  3181. 3:59:02–3:59:04O cruel!
  3182. 3:59:04–3:59:06How couldst thou do this deed of shame?
  3183. 3:59:06–3:59:12And when I see that a woman was slain by thy fatal fall, I too am felled to the
  3184. 3:59:12–3:59:13earth.
  3185. 3:59:13–3:59:14Truly!
  3186. 3:59:14–3:59:18My heart's fear for Vasantacina was an evil omen.
  3187. 3:59:18–3:59:22Oh! Heaven grant that all may yet be well.
  3188. 3:59:22–3:59:25He approaches Sansternaca.
  3189. 3:59:25–3:59:30Jackass! I have persuaded your servant Stavarakka to return.
  3190. 3:59:30–3:59:33How do you do, sure?
  3191. 3:59:33–3:59:39Stavarica! My little Sean! My slave! How do you do?
  3192. 3:59:39–3:59:41Well, thank you.
  3193. 3:59:41–3:59:43Give me my pledge.
  3194. 3:59:43–3:59:45What pledge?
  3195. 3:59:45–3:59:47Vasantasina
  3196. 3:59:47–3:59:49She's gone
  3197. 3:59:49–3:59:50Where?
  3198. 3:59:50–3:59:52Right after you
  3199. 3:59:52–3:59:57Doubtfully, no, she did not go in that direction
  3200. 3:59:57–4:00:00In what direction did you go?
  3201. 4:00:00–4:00:02तोवर्द दीएश्ट।
  3202. 4:00:02–4:00:05Well, she went shout.
  3203. 4:00:05–4:00:07So did I.
  3204. 4:00:07–4:00:09She went north.
  3205. 4:00:09–4:00:11This is nonsense.
  3206. 4:00:11–4:00:15My heart is not satisfied. Speak the truth.
  3207. 4:00:15–4:00:20I sh wear by your head, sure, and my own feet.
  3208. 4:00:20–4:00:24You may be easy in your heart. I murdered her.
  3209. 4:00:24–4:00:28Despairingly. You really killed her.
  3210. 4:00:28–4:00:39If you don't believe my words, then she the first heroic deed of Sanzthunnaka, the king's brother in law. He points out the body.
  3211. 4:00:39–4:00:49Alas! Ah! Woe is me! He falls in a swoon! He, he, the gentleman is calm enough now.
  3212. 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."
  3213. 4:00:58–4:01:08Comes to himself. Mournfully. Alas. Vasantacena. The stream of courtesy is dried away,
  3214. 4:01:08–4:01:17and happiness to her own landoth flee. Sweet gem of gems. That new love's gentle play? Love's martin beauties?
  3215. 4:01:17–4:01:22Joy of men like me, thy mirth shored stream,
  3216. 4:01:22–4:01:29That kind and healing river alas, is perished, lost, and gone forever.
  3217. 4:01:29–4:01:34Tearfully, ah, woe is me.
  3218. 4:01:34–4:01:38What sin is yet to come, or woe?
  3219. 4:01:38–4:01:42Now thou hast done this deed of hate, like sin's foul self.
  3220. 4:01:42–4:01:47Hast thou laid low, the sinless goddess of our state.
  3221. 4:01:47–4:01:58Aside. Ah. Perhaps the wretch means to lay this sin to my charge. I must go, hence. He walks about.
  3222. 4:01:58–4:02:08Sansternaka approaches and holds him back. Scoundrel. Touch me not. I have done with you. I go.
  3223. 4:02:08–4:02:15Aha! First you murder Visantasena. Then you abuse me. And now where will you run to?
  3224. 4:02:15–4:02:20and show a man like me has ent anybody to protect him.
  3225. 4:02:20–4:02:23You are an accursed scoundrel.
  3226. 4:02:23–4:02:30I'll give you countless wealth, a piece of gold, a copper, and a cap, to have and hold,
  3227. 4:02:30–4:02:38and show the fame of fish great deed shall be a common property, and shan't touch me.
  3228. 4:02:38–4:02:44Accurse upon you, yours, and yours only, be the deed.
  3229. 4:02:44–4:02:46Heaven avert the omen.
  3230. 4:02:46–4:02:49Sansternaca bursts out laughing.
  3231. 4:02:49–4:02:51Be enmity between us.
  3232. 4:02:51–4:02:53Cease your mirth.
  3233. 4:02:53–4:02:56Damned be a friendship that so shames my worth.
  3234. 4:02:56–4:02:59Never may I set eyes on one so low.
  3235. 4:02:59–4:03:01I fling you off.
  3236. 4:03:01–4:03:04An unstrung, broken bow.
  3237. 4:03:04–4:03:06Don't be angry.
  3238. 4:03:06–4:03:07Come.
  3239. 4:03:07–4:03:10Let's go and play in the pond.
  3240. 4:03:10–4:03:12Unstained my life.
  3241. 4:03:12–4:03:19And yet it seems to me, your friendship stains and mocks my sinlessness.
  3242. 4:03:19–4:03:25You woman murderer! How could I be a friend to one whom women ever see,
  3243. 4:03:25–4:03:29with eyes half closed in apprehension stress?
  3244. 4:03:29–4:03:33Mournfully, Vasantesina.
  3245. 4:03:33–4:03:42When thou, sweet maid, art born again, be not a courtesan reborn, but in a house which
  3246. 4:03:42–4:03:48signless men, and virtuous, and good, adorn.
  3247. 4:03:48–4:03:55First you murder Vasantasena in my old garden Pushpakaranda, and now where will you run to?
  3248. 4:03:55–4:04:00Come, defend your shelf in court before my shishters husband.
  3249. 4:04:00–4:04:01He holds him back.
  3250. 4:04:01–4:04:05Enough, you accursed scoundrel.
  3251. 4:04:05–4:04:07He draws his sword.
  3252. 4:04:07–4:04:08Recoiling in terror.
  3253. 4:04:08–4:04:09Scared.
  3254. 4:04:09–4:04:10Are you?
  3255. 4:04:10–4:04:11Go along.
  3256. 4:04:11–4:04:12Then.
  3257. 4:04:12–4:04:14Aside.
  3258. 4:04:14–4:04:16It would be folly to remain here.
  3259. 4:04:16–4:04:17Well.
  3260. 4:04:17–4:04:24I will go and join myself to Shavalaka, Shandanaka, and the rest?
  3261. 4:04:24–4:04:25Exit.
  3262. 4:04:25–4:04:27Go to hell.
  3263. 4:04:27–4:04:28Well.
  3264. 4:04:28–4:04:33Shonsta Varaka. What kind of a thing is fish that I, vey done?
  3265. 4:04:33–4:04:37Master, you have committed a terrible crime.
  3266. 4:04:37–4:04:45Shlave. What do you mean by talking about a crime? Well, I, I'll do it fishway. He takes
  3267. 4:04:45–4:04:51various ornaments from his person. Take these gems I give, em to you. Whenever I want
  3268. 4:04:51–4:04:59to wear them. I, I'll take them back again. But the rest of the time they are yours."
  3269. 4:04:59–4:05:00They should be worn only.
  3270. 4:05:00–4:05:30विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्�
  3271. 4:05:30–4:05:37But first I, I'll take a look at her. Is she dead? Or shall I murder her again? He looks at
  3272. 4:05:37–4:05:46Versantasina. Dead as a doornail. Good. I, I'll cover her with fish cloak. No. It has my name on it.
  3273. 4:05:46–4:05:53Shomehoneshman might recognize it. Well, here are S. Home dry leaves that the wind has blown
  3274. 4:05:53–4:06:02into a heap. I, Ul cover her with them. He does so. Then pauses to reflect. Good. I, Ul
  3275. 4:06:02–4:06:10do it this way. I, Ul go to court at once. And there I, Ul lodge a complaint. I, Ul
  3276. 4:06:10–4:06:17say that the merchant Charudatta enticed Vasantasena into my old garden Pushpa Kauranda,
  3277. 4:06:17–4:06:24and killed her for her money. Yesh! Charudatta must be slaughtered now. And I, I'll invent
  3278. 4:06:24–4:06:32the plan. Forgetting pity. The sacrificing of a sinless cow. Is cruel in the kindish-hearted
  3279. 4:06:32–4:06:39city. Now I, am ready to go. He starts to go away. But perceives something that frightens
  3280. 4:06:39–4:06:45him. Goodness gracious me. Wherever I go, fish-dammed monk comes with his yellow
  3281. 4:06:45–4:06:53robes. I bored a hole in his nose once and drove him around. And he hates me. Perhaps
  3282. 4:06:53–4:06:59he'll she me, and will tell people that I murdered her. How shall I escapay? He looks
  3283. 4:06:59–4:07:07about. Aha! I'll jump over the wall where it is half fallen down. And escapay that
  3284. 4:07:07–4:07:16I run, I run, I go, in heaven, on earth below, in hell, and in salon, Hanumat speaks upon
  3285. 4:07:16–4:07:18like Indra's self.
  3286. 4:07:18–4:07:22I go, exit."
  3287. 4:07:22–4:07:26Enter hurriedly the Buddhist monk, Ex Shampua.
  3288. 4:07:26–4:07:29I've washed these rags of mine.
  3289. 4:07:29–4:07:32Shall I let them dry on a branch?
  3290. 4:07:32–4:07:33No.
  3291. 4:07:33–4:07:35The monkeys would steal them.
  3292. 4:07:35–4:07:37On the ground?
  3293. 4:07:37–4:07:39The dust would make them dirty again.
  3294. 4:07:39–4:07:43Well then, where shall I spread them out to dry?
  3295. 4:07:43–4:07:45He looks about.
  3296. 4:07:45–4:07:46Ah!
  3297. 4:07:46–4:07:51Here is a pile of dry leaves which the wind has blown into a heap.
  3298. 4:07:51–4:07:54I, L, L spread them out on that.
  3299. 4:07:54–4:07:55He does so.
  3300. 4:07:55–4:07:57Buddha be praised.
  3301. 4:07:57–4:07:58He sits down.
  3302. 4:07:58–4:08:01Now I will repeat him of the faith.
  3303. 4:08:01–4:08:09who slays the five men and the female bane by whom protection to the town is given, by
  3304. 4:08:09–4:08:17whom the outcast impotent is slain. He cannot fail to enter into heaven. After all, what
  3305. 4:08:17–4:08:25have I to do with heaven? Before I have paid my debt to Vasantacina, my sister in Buddha?
  3306. 4:08:25–4:08:30She bought my freedom for ten gold pieces from the gamblers, and since that day I
  3307. 4:08:30–4:08:33I regard myself as her property.
  3308. 4:08:33–4:08:35He looks about.
  3309. 4:08:35–4:08:36What was that?
  3310. 4:08:36–4:08:39A sigh that arose from the leaves.
  3311. 4:08:39–4:08:40It cannot be.
  3312. 4:08:40–4:08:43The heated breezes heat the leaves.
  3313. 4:08:43–4:08:46The wetted garment wets the leaves.
  3314. 4:08:46–4:08:54And so, I guess, the scattered leaves curl up like any other leaves.
  3315. 4:08:54–4:09:00Her Santasena begins to recover consciousness and stretches out her hand.
  3316. 4:09:00–4:09:02Ah!
  3317. 4:09:02–4:09:04There appears a woman's hand.
  3318. 4:09:04–4:09:07Adorned with beautiful gems, what?
  3319. 4:09:07–4:09:09A second hand?
  3320. 4:09:09–4:09:11He examines it with the greatest care.
  3321. 4:09:11–4:09:15It seems to me, I recognize this hand.
  3322. 4:09:15–4:09:16Yes!
  3323. 4:09:16–4:09:18There is no doubt about it.
  3324. 4:09:18–4:09:19Surely!
  3325. 4:09:19–4:09:22This is the hand that saved me.
  3326. 4:09:22–4:09:24But I must see for myself.
  3327. 4:09:24–4:09:30He uncovers the body, looks at it, and recognizes it.
  3328. 4:09:30–4:09:32It is my sister in Buddha.
  3329. 4:09:32–4:09:35Vasantasina pants for water.
  3330. 4:09:35–4:09:36Ah!
  3331. 4:09:36–4:09:38She seeks water.
  3332. 4:09:38–4:09:41And the pond is far away.
  3333. 4:09:41–4:09:42What shall I do?
  3334. 4:09:42–4:09:43An idea.
  3335. 4:09:43–4:09:47I will hold this robe over her and let it drip upon her.
  3336. 4:09:47–4:09:50He does so.
  3337. 4:09:50–4:09:57recovers consciousness and raises herself. The monk fans her with his garment.
  3338. 4:09:57–4:09:59Who are you, sir?
  3339. 4:10:00–4:10:06Has my sister in Buddha forgotten him whose freedom she bought for ten gold pieces?
  3340. 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.
  3341. 4:10:13–4:10:17What happened here, sister in Buddha?
  3342. 4:10:17–4:10:22Despairingly, nothing but wood is fitting for a quarter-zan.
  3343. 4:10:22–4:10:38Sister in Buddha, support yourself by this creeper that clings to the tree and rise to your feet. He bends down the creeper. Vasantasena takes it in her hand and rises.
  3344. 4:10:38–4:10:42In Yonda monastery dwells one who is my sister in the faith.
  3345. 4:10:42–4:10:47There shall my sister in Buddha be restored before she returns home.
  3346. 4:10:47–4:10:50You must walk very slowly.
  3347. 4:10:50–4:10:51Sister.
  3348. 4:10:51–4:10:54He walks about and looks around him.
  3349. 4:10:54–4:10:55Make way.
  3350. 4:10:55–4:10:56Good people.
  3351. 4:10:56–4:10:58Make way.
  3352. 4:10:58–4:10:59This is a young lady.
  3353. 4:10:59–4:11:01And I am a monk.
  3354. 4:11:01–4:11:04Yet my conduct is above reproach.
  3355. 4:11:04–4:11:06The man whose hands,
  3356. 4:11:06–4:11:11whose lips are free from greed, who curbs his senses?
  3357. 4:11:11–4:11:13He is man indeed.
  3358. 4:11:13–4:11:15He little wrecks.
  3359. 4:11:15–4:11:17If kingdoms fall or stand,
  3360. 4:11:17–4:11:21for heaven is in the hollow of his hand.
  3361. 4:11:21–4:11:26Ex-Aunt.
  3362. 4:11:26–4:11:29Enter a beadle.
  3363. 4:11:29–4:11:31The magistrates said to me,
  3364. 4:11:31–4:11:34Come, beadle, go to the courtroom,
  3365. 4:11:34–4:11:36and make ready the seats.
  3366. 4:11:36–4:11:40So now I am on my way to set the courtroom in order.
  3367. 4:11:40–4:11:42He walks about and looks around him.
  3368. 4:11:42–4:11:44Here is the courtroom.
  3369. 4:11:44–4:11:45I will enter.
  3370. 4:11:45–4:11:50He enters, sweeps, and puts a seat in its place.
  3371. 4:11:50–4:11:55There, I have tidied up the courtroom and put the seats in readiness.
  3372. 4:11:55–4:11:58And now I will go and tell the magistrates.
  3373. 4:11:58–4:12:01He walks about and looks around him.
  3374. 4:12:01–4:12:04But see, here comes that errand-nave.
  3375. 4:12:04–4:12:14The king's brother-in-law. I will go away without attracting his attention. He stands apart, enter Sands Thanaka in gorgeous raiment.
  3376. 4:12:14–4:12:29I bathed where water runs and flows and pearls. I shat within a garden, park and grove, with women and with females and with girls whose lovely limbs with grace angelic move.
  3377. 4:12:29–4:12:56My hair is s-hometimes done uptight. You see. In locks or curls, it hangs my forehead o'er. Shometimes, t is matted. S-hometimes hanging free. And then again, I wear a pompadour. I am a wonder. I'm a wondrous thing. And the husband of my shishto is the king. And besheedies, I, vey, found a big hole.
  3378. 4:12:56–4:13:00Like a worm that has crawled into the knot of a lotush root
  3379. 4:13:00–4:13:03and is looking for a hole to creep out at.
  3380. 4:13:03–4:13:07Now who was I going to accuse of fish-wickard deed?
  3381. 4:13:07–4:13:10He recalls something. Oh, yes.
  3382. 4:13:10–4:13:15I remember. I was going to accuse poor Charodata of fish-wickard deed.
  3383. 4:13:15–4:13:21Besheedies. He's poor. They. I'll believe anything about him.
  3384. 4:13:21–4:13:26Good. I, I'll go to the courtroom and lodge a public complaint against Charudatta.
  3385. 4:13:27–4:13:31How he sh-trangled Vicenticina and murdered her.
  3386. 4:13:31–4:13:34Show now I, am on my way to the courtroom.
  3387. 4:13:35–4:13:37He walks about and looks around him.
  3388. 4:13:37–4:13:39Here is the courtroom.
  3389. 4:13:39–4:13:41I, I'll go in.
  3390. 4:13:41–4:13:43He enters and looks about.
  3391. 4:13:43–4:13:45Well, here are the sheets.
  3392. 4:13:46–4:13:47All arranged.
  3393. 4:13:47–4:13:50While I, am waiting for the Magish traits.
  3394. 4:13:50–4:13:54I, I'll just sit down a minute on the grass.
  3395. 4:13:54–4:13:56He does so.
  3396. 4:13:56–4:14:00Walks about in another direction, and looks before him.
  3397. 4:14:00–4:14:02Here come the magistrates.
  3398. 4:14:02–4:14:06I will go to them. He does so.
  3399. 4:14:06–4:14:12Enter the Judge, accompanied by a guiled warden, a clerk, and others.
  3400. 4:14:12–4:14:15Guild Warden and Clerk.
  3401. 4:14:15–4:14:18We await your bidding.
  3402. 4:14:18–4:14:24The trial depends to such an extent upon others that the task of the magistrates, the reading
  3403. 4:14:24–4:14:28of and others' thoughts, is most difficult.
  3404. 4:14:28–4:14:32Men often speak of deeds that no man saw.
  3405. 4:14:32–4:14:36Matters beyond the province of the law.
  3406. 4:14:36–4:14:43Passion so rules the parties that their lies hide their offenses from judicial eyes.
  3407. 4:14:43–4:14:46This side and that exaggerate a thing.
  3408. 4:14:46–4:14:49At last it implicates the king.
  3409. 4:14:49–4:14:53To sum it up, false blame is easy one.
  3410. 4:14:53–4:14:56A true judge little praised.
  3411. 4:14:56–4:14:58Or praised by none.
  3412. 4:14:58–4:15:00And again?
  3413. 4:15:00–4:15:07Men often point to sins that no man saw, And in their anger scorn the patient law.
  3414. 4:15:07–4:15:14In courtrooms even the righteous with their lies, Hide their offences from judicial eyes,
  3415. 4:15:14–4:15:21And those who did the deed are lost to view, Who sinned with plaintiff and defendant to?
  3416. 4:15:21–4:15:28To sum it up, False blame is easy one, A true judge little praised,
  3417. 4:15:28–4:15:36or praised by none, for the judge must be learned and skilled in tracing fraud's sly path and
  3418. 4:15:36–4:15:45eloquent, insensible to wrath, to friend, foe, kinsmen showing equal grace, reserving
  3419. 4:15:45–4:15:53judgment till he know the case, untouched by avarice, in virtue sound, the weak he
  3420. 4:15:53–4:15:54He must defend.
  3421. 4:15:54–4:15:56The nave confound.
  3422. 4:15:56–4:15:58An open door to truth.
  3423. 4:15:58–4:16:00His heart must cling.
  3424. 4:16:00–4:16:03Two others' interests.
  3425. 4:16:03–4:16:04Yet shun each thing.
  3426. 4:16:04–4:16:08That might awake the anger of the king.
  3427. 4:16:08–4:16:11And do men speak of defects in your virtue?
  3428. 4:16:11–4:16:16If so, then they speak of darkness in the moonlight.
  3429. 4:16:16–4:16:18My good beetle.
  3430. 4:16:18–4:16:21Conduct me to the courtroom.
  3431. 4:16:21–4:16:22Follow me.
  3432. 4:16:22–4:16:23Your honor.
  3433. 4:16:23–4:16:29Here is the courtroom. May the magistrates be pleased to enter. I'll enter.
  3434. 4:16:29–4:16:36My good beedle. Do you go outside and learn who desires to present a case?
  3435. 4:16:36–4:16:45Yes, sir. He goes out. Gentlemen, the magistrates ask if there is any here who desires to present a case.
  3436. 4:16:45–4:16:49Gleefully, the Magish traits are here.
  3437. 4:16:49–4:16:51He struts about.
  3438. 4:16:51–4:16:53I desire to present a cash.
  3439. 4:16:53–4:17:01I, an Aristocrat, a man, a Vasudeva, the Royal Brother-in-Law, the Brother-in-Law of
  3440. 4:17:01–4:17:03the King.
  3441. 4:17:03–4:17:10In alarm, goodness, the King's Brother-in-Law is the first who desires to present a case.
  3442. 4:17:10–4:17:18Well, wait a moment, sir, I will inform the magistrates at once. He approaches the magistrates.
  3443. 4:17:18–4:17:26Gentlemen, here is the king's brother-in-law who has come to court, desiring to present a case.
  3444. 4:17:26–4:17:35What? The king's brother-in-law is the first who desires to present a case. Like an eclipse at sunrise,
  3445. 4:17:35–4:17:38This betokens the ruin of some great man.
  3446. 4:17:38–4:17:39Beedle.
  3447. 4:17:39–4:17:43The court will doubtless be very busy today.
  3448. 4:17:43–4:17:49Go forth, my good man, and say, leave us for today.
  3449. 4:17:49–4:17:52Your suit cannot be considered.
  3450. 4:17:52–4:17:54Yes, your honor.
  3451. 4:17:54–4:17:57He goes out and approaches Sans Thanaka.
  3452. 4:17:57–4:18:02Sir, the magistrates send word that you are to leave them for today.
  3453. 4:18:02–4:18:05that your suit cannot be considered.
  3454. 4:18:05–4:18:10Wrathfully. Confound it. Why can't my shoe it be consigned red?
  3455. 4:18:10–4:18:16If it is ent consigned red, then I, I'll tell my brother in law.
  3456. 4:18:16–4:18:22King Palakka. My shishter's husband. And I, I'll tell my shishter and my mother too.
  3457. 4:18:22–4:18:30And I, I'll have fish-judge removed. And another judge appointed. He starts to go away.
  3458. 4:18:30–4:18:47Oh, 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 Sans Thanaka's words.
  3459. 4:18:47–4:18:56This fool might do anything. My good man, tell him to come hither, that his suit will be considered.
  3460. 4:18:56–4:19:07Approaching Sans Thanika. Sir, the magistrates send word that you are to come in. That your suit will be considered. Pray enter, sir.
  3461. 4:19:07–4:19:21First 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, im believe it.
  3462. 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.
  3463. 4:19:34–4:19:43Aside. Well, well, we seem to have a highly cultivated plaintiff. Allowed. Pray be seated.
  3464. 4:19:43–4:19:55Well, fish floor belongs to me. I'll sit down wherever I like. To the guild warden. I'll sit here. To the beetle. Why shouldn't I sit here?
  3465. 4:19:55–4:20:00He lays his hand on the judge's head. I'll sit here.
  3466. 4:20:00–4:20:02विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3467. 4:20:02–4:20:04विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3468. 4:20:04–4:20:06विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3469. 4:20:06–4:20:08विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3470. 4:20:08–4:20:10विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3471. 4:20:10–4:20:12विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3472. 4:20:12–4:20:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3473. 4:20:14–4:20:16विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3474. 4:20:16–4:20:23as a wine glass. My father's father of the king, in law. The king, he is my daddy's son
  3475. 4:20:23–4:20:31in law. And I am brother to the king, in law. And the husband of my shishto is the king.
  3476. 4:20:31–4:20:38All this we know. Why should you boast of this your noble birth? T is character that
  3477. 4:20:38–4:20:44makes the man of worth. But thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth. Stake
  3478. 4:20:44–4:20:46your case."
  3479. 4:20:46–4:20:51I will, but even if I was guilty, he wouldn't do anything to me.
  3480. 4:20:51–4:20:57Well, my shishter's husband liked me and gave me the best garden there is.
  3481. 4:20:57–4:21:02The old garden push parkeranda to play in and look after.
  3482. 4:21:02–4:21:04And there I go every day to look at it.
  3483. 4:21:04–4:21:10To keep it dry, to keep it clean, to keep it gloss-homing, to keep it trimmed, but
  3484. 4:21:10–4:21:14fate decreed that I sure, or rather.
  3485. 4:21:14–4:21:18I didn't see the prostrate body of a woman.
  3486. 4:21:18–4:21:22Do you know who the unfortunate woman was?
  3487. 4:21:22–4:21:24Hello, Magish-traits.
  3488. 4:21:24–4:21:26Why shouldn't I know?
  3489. 4:21:26–4:21:33A woman like that, the pearl of the city, adorned with a hundred golden ornaments.
  3490. 4:21:33–4:21:37Shumbadies unworthy shun enticed her into the old garden pushpucker and a when it
  3491. 4:21:37–4:21:39was empty.
  3492. 4:21:39–4:21:42and for a mere trifle, for her money.
  3493. 4:21:42–4:21:46S. H. strangled Vicenticina and killed her.
  3494. 4:21:46–4:21:47But I didn't.
  3495. 4:21:47–4:21:52He breaks off and puts his hand over his mouth."
  3496. 4:21:52–4:21:55What carelessness on the part of the city police?
  3497. 4:21:55–4:22:02Guildwarden and Clerk, write down the words, I didn't, as the first article in the
  3498. 4:22:02–4:22:03case.
  3499. 4:22:03–4:22:05Yes, sir.
  3500. 4:22:05–4:22:07He does so.
  3501. 4:22:07–4:22:09Sir, it is written.
  3502. 4:22:09–4:22:14Aside, goodness, now I've ruined my shelf.
  3503. 4:22:14–4:22:18Like a man that swallows a cake of rice and milk in a hurry.
  3504. 4:22:18–4:22:21Well, I'll get out of it, fish-way.
  3505. 4:22:21–4:22:25Aloud, well, well, McGish-traits.
  3506. 4:22:25–4:22:28I was just remarking that I didn't see it happen.
  3507. 4:22:28–4:22:31What are you making fish hullabaloo about?
  3508. 4:22:31–4:22:35He wipes out the written words with his foot.
  3509. 4:22:35–4:22:38How do you know that she was strangled?
  3510. 4:22:38–4:22:39And for her money?
  3511. 4:22:39–4:22:41Hello.
  3512. 4:22:41–4:22:43Why shouldn't I think so?
  3513. 4:22:43–4:22:48When her neck was swollen and bare, and the places where you wear jewels didn't have any
  3514. 4:22:48–4:22:51gold on them?
  3515. 4:22:51–4:22:53That seems plausible.
  3516. 4:22:53–4:22:54Aside.
  3517. 4:22:54–4:22:55Thank heaven.
  3518. 4:22:55–4:22:57I breathe again.
  3519. 4:22:57–4:22:58Hooray.
  3520. 4:22:58–4:23:03Upon whom does the conduct of this case depend?
  3521. 4:23:03–4:23:06The case has a twofold aspect.
  3522. 4:23:06–4:23:08How so?
  3523. 4:23:08–4:23:11We have to consider the allegations.
  3524. 4:23:11–4:23:13Then the facts.
  3525. 4:23:13–4:23:19Now the investigation of the allegations depends upon plaintiff and defendant.
  3526. 4:23:19–4:23:25But the investigation of the facts must be carried out by the wisdom of the judge.
  3527. 4:23:25–4:23:31Then the conduct of the case depends upon the presence of Vasantasina's mother.
  3528. 4:23:31–4:23:32Precisely.
  3529. 4:23:32–4:23:42My good Beedle, summon Verzanticina's mother without, however, giving her cause for anxiety.
  3530. 4:23:42–4:23:48Yes, Your Honor, he goes out and returns with the mother of the courtesan.
  3531. 4:23:48–4:23:51Follow me, Madam.
  3532. 4:23:51–4:23:55My daughter went to the house of a friend to enjoy her youth.
  3533. 4:23:55–4:24:01But now comes this gentleman, long life to him, and says, come.
  3534. 4:24:01–4:24:11The judge summons you. I find myself quite bewildered. My heart is palpitating. Sir, will you conduct me to the courtroom?
  3535. 4:24:11–4:24:19Follow me, madam, they walk about. Here is the courtroom. Pray enter, madam, they enter.
  3536. 4:24:19–4:24:25Approaching. Happiness be yours, most worthy gentleman.
  3537. 4:24:25–4:24:31My good woman, you are very welcome. Pray be seated.
  3538. 4:24:31–4:24:34Thank you. She seats herself.
  3539. 4:24:34–4:24:39Abusively. You, re here. Are you, you old board?
  3540. 4:24:39–4:24:44Tell me. Are you Vasantasina's mother?
  3541. 4:24:44–4:24:45I am.
  3542. 4:24:45–4:24:50Wither has Vasantasina gone at this moment.
  3543. 4:24:50–4:24:52To the house of a friend.
  3544. 4:24:52–4:24:55What is the name of her friend?
  3545. 4:24:55–4:25:00Aside. Dear me. Really? This is...
  3546. 4:25:00–4:25:02अविचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3547. 4:25:02–4:25:04अविचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3548. 4:25:04–4:25:06अविचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3549. 4:25:06–4:25:08अविचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3550. 4:25:08–4:25:10अविचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3551. 4:25:10–4:25:12अविचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3552. 4:25:12–4:25:14अविचार-विमर्शक रेक।
  3553. 4:25:14–4:25:16अविमर्शक रेक।
  3554. 4:25:16–4:25:20You incur no fault. Speak.
  3555. 4:25:20–4:25:28What? The conduct of the case? If that is so, then listen. Worthy gentleman.
  3556. 4:25:28–4:25:33There lives in the merchant's quarter the grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta,
  3557. 4:25:33–4:25:38the son of Sagara Datta, a man whose name is a good omen in itself.
  3558. 4:25:38–4:25:44That name is Sharadatta. In his house my daughter enjoys her youth.
  3559. 4:25:44–4:25:50Did you hear that? Write those words down. My contention is with Charudatta.
  3560. 4:25:50–4:25:54It is no sin for Charudatta to be her friend.
  3561. 4:25:54–4:26:00The conduct of this case demands the presence of Charudatta.
  3562. 4:26:00–4:26:02Exactly.
  3563. 4:26:02–4:26:04Dana Dutta.
  3564. 4:26:04–4:26:07Write as the first article in the case.
  3565. 4:26:07–4:26:12Vasantasina went to the house of Charudatta. But must we
  3566. 4:26:12–4:26:21Summon the worthy Charodata also. No. The conduct of the case summons him. Go, my good
  3567. 4:26:21–4:26:30beedle. Summon Charodata, but gently. Without haste. Without giving him cause for anxiety.
  3568. 4:26:30–4:26:37Respectfully. As it were incidentally, with the words, the judge wishes to see you.
  3569. 4:26:37–4:26:44Yes, Your Honor. He goes out, then returns with Charadatta. Follow me, sir.
  3570. 4:26:44–4:26:58Thoughtfully, 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.
  3571. 4:26:58–4:27:01Reflectively. Aside.
  3572. 4:27:01–4:27:10Ah! were there those? The man to recognize. Who met me on the road? From bondage freed.
  3573. 4:27:10–4:27:17Or did the king? Who sees through cunning spies? Learn that my cart was lent him in his need.
  3574. 4:27:17–4:27:25Why should I else be forced to tread the street? Like one accused of crime. My judge to meet.
  3575. 4:27:25–4:27:33But why consider thus? I must go to the courtroom. My good beedle, conduct me to the court.
  3576. 4:27:33–4:27:36Follow me, sir, they walk about.
  3577. 4:27:36–4:27:54Apprehensively. And what means this? Hear how the gloomy raven-horsley croaks, the slaves of justice summon me again. My left-eyed twitchers, these repeated strokes of threatened evil frighten me in pain.
  3578. 4:27:54–4:27:58Follow me, sir, gently and without haste.
  3579. 4:27:58–4:28:01Walks about and looks before him.
  3580. 4:28:01–4:28:06Upon the withered tree, a crow turns to the sun.
  3581. 4:28:06–4:28:08His left eye falls on me.
  3582. 4:28:08–4:28:12Ah, woe, my doubt is done.
  3583. 4:28:12–4:28:15He looks in another direction.
  3584. 4:28:15–4:28:18But see, a snake.
  3585. 4:28:18–4:28:20His eye is fixed upon me.
  3586. 4:28:20–4:28:22And his back.
  3587. 4:28:22–4:28:27Flashes like antimony's lustrous black, his long tongue quivers,
  3588. 4:28:27–4:28:31Four white fangs appear, his belly swells and coils.
  3589. 4:28:31–4:28:38He slumbered here, this prince of serpents, till I crossed his path,
  3590. 4:28:38–4:28:41And now he darts upon me in his wrath.
  3591. 4:28:41–4:28:44And more than this, I slip.
  3592. 4:28:44–4:28:49Although the ground has felt no rain, my left eye,
  3593. 4:28:49–4:28:56and my left arm throb again. Another bird is screaming overhead. All bodes are cruel death.
  3594. 4:28:56–4:29:03And hope is fled. Surely, the gods will grant that all may yet be well.
  3595. 4:29:03–4:29:08Follow me, sir. Here is the courtroom. Pray enter.
  3596. 4:29:08–4:29:15Enterzen looks about. How wonderfully splendid is the courtroom. For it seems an ocean. Whose
  3597. 4:29:15–4:29:23Water's are the King's advisors. Deep, in thought, as waves and shells it seems to keep.
  3598. 4:29:23–4:29:31The attorneys, and as sharks and crocodiles. It has its spies that stand in waiting files.
  3599. 4:29:31–4:29:38Its elephants and horses represent. The cruel ocean fish on murder bent. As if with herons
  3600. 4:29:38–4:29:45of the sea. It shines, with screaming petty foggers numerous lines, wild in the guise
  3601. 4:29:45–4:29:53of serpents. Scribes are creeping, upon its statecraft trodden show. The caught, the likeness
  3602. 4:29:53–4:30:00of an ocean still is keeping. To which all harmful cruel beasts resort. Come.
  3603. 4:30:00–4:30:30आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि�
  3604. 4:30:30–4:30:38Opened I Frank Candor shows, is not the home of wantonness, with elephants, with horses,
  3605. 4:30:38–4:30:45and with kind. The outer form is in a habit sign, with men no less.
  3606. 4:30:45–4:30:52My greetings to the officers of justice. Officials, I salute you.
  3607. 4:30:52–4:30:59Betraying his agitation, you are very welcome, sir. My good beedle. Give the gentlemen
  3608. 4:30:59–4:31:01a seat.
  3609. 4:31:01–4:31:07Brings a seat. Here is a seat. Pray be seated, sir. Charudata seats himself.
  3610. 4:31:07–4:31:17Angrily. You're here. Are you, you woman murderer? Well, fish is a fine trial. Fish is a just trial
  3611. 4:31:17–4:31:25where they give a sheet to fish woman murderer. Hortily. But it's all right. They can give it to him.
  3612. 4:31:25–4:31:34Charudatta, have you any attachment or affection or friendship with this lady's daughter?
  3613. 4:31:34–4:31:36What lady?
  3614. 4:31:36–4:31:41This lady, he indicates Vasantasena's mother.
  3615. 4:31:41–4:31:45Rising, madam, I salute you.
  3616. 4:31:45–4:31:54Long life to you, my son, aside. So this is Charudatta. My daughter's youth is in good hands.
  3617. 4:31:54–4:31:57Sir, is the kutus and your friend?
  3618. 4:31:57–4:32:01Sharudatta betrays his embarrassment.
  3619. 4:32:01–4:32:04He tries to hide the deed he did.
  3620. 4:32:04–4:32:05He lies.
  3621. 4:32:05–4:32:08From shame or fear, he murdered her.
  3622. 4:32:08–4:32:13Of her got rid, forgold, and thinks the deed is hid.
  3623. 4:32:13–4:32:16Not show his master here.
  3624. 4:32:16–4:32:18Speak, Sharudatta.
  3625. 4:32:18–4:32:20Do not be ashamed.
  3626. 4:32:20–4:32:22This is a lawsuit.
  3627. 4:32:22–4:32:29In embarrassment, officials, how can I testify that a courtesan is my friend?
  3628. 4:32:29–4:32:35But at worst, it is youth that bears the blame, not character.
  3629. 4:32:35–4:32:39The case is hard, then banish shame.
  3630. 4:32:39–4:32:47Though it oppress your heart, speak truth with fortitude, and aim to set deceit apart.
  3631. 4:32:47–4:32:49Do not be embarrassed.
  3632. 4:32:49–4:32:53The conduct of the case puts the question,
  3633. 4:32:53–4:32:57Officer, with whom have I lawsuit?
  3634. 4:32:57–4:32:59Arrogantly, with me.
  3635. 4:32:59–4:33:03A lawsuit with you is unendurable.
  3636. 4:33:03–4:33:06Well, well, woman murderer,
  3637. 4:33:06–4:33:11you murder a woman like Vicentacina who used to wear a hundred gems,
  3638. 4:33:11–4:33:15and now you try deceitful deceivings to hide it.
  3639. 4:33:15–4:33:18You are a fool.
  3640. 4:33:18–4:33:25Enough of him, good Charu Dutta. Speak the truth. Is the courtesan your friend?
  3641. 4:33:25–4:33:27She is.
  3642. 4:33:27–4:33:31Sir, where is Vasantasina?
  3643. 4:33:31–4:33:33She has gone home.
  3644. 4:33:33–4:33:38How did she go? When did she go? Who accompanied her?
  3645. 4:33:38–4:33:43Aside. Shall I say that she went unobserved?
  3646. 4:33:43–4:33:45Speak, sir.
  3647. 4:33:45–4:33:49She went home. What more shall I say?
  3648. 4:33:49–4:33:53She was enticed into my old garden pushpuck around her,
  3649. 4:33:53–4:33:59and was s.h. strangled for her money. Now will you say that she went home?
  3650. 4:33:59–4:34:04Man, you are crazy. The very clouds of heaven wet not you.
  3651. 4:34:04–4:34:08Your lips are like the blue jays wingtip worn.
  3652. 4:34:08–4:34:12Yes, fullers fickle with their speech untrue.
  3653. 4:34:12–4:34:16and like the winter lute sluster lawn.
  3654. 4:34:16–4:34:21Aside, take the Himalayan hills within your hand
  3655. 4:34:21–4:34:25and swim from ocean strand to ocean strand
  3656. 4:34:25–4:34:28and hold within your grasp the fleeting wind.
  3657. 4:34:28–4:34:32Then may you think that Charodata sinned.
  3658. 4:34:32–4:34:36Allowed. This is the noble Charodata.
  3659. 4:34:36–4:34:39How could he commit this crime?
  3660. 4:34:39–4:34:46He repeats the verse, accountants like his, page 141.
  3661. 4:34:46–4:34:50Why fish partiality in a law she would?
  3662. 4:34:50–4:34:56Away! You fool! Illiterate! You gloss the sacred law,
  3663. 4:34:56–4:35:00and still your tongue uninjured find the myth
  3664. 4:35:00–4:35:06तब दे सचन विद स्टवास्ट आई यू सोझ। आद नाट श्टब वेश्ट्चन ब्लाइन्द।
  3665. 4:35:06–4:35:12You thrust your hand into the blazing fire and draw it forth, unscathed and sound.
  3666. 4:35:13–4:35:19Drag Charudatta's virtue in the mire, nor sink beneath this yawning ground.
  3667. 4:35:20–4:35:23How could the noble Charudatta commit a crime?
  3668. 4:35:23–4:35:29Of all the riches of the mighty sea, only the swelling waters now are left.
  3669. 4:35:29–4:35:38because, without consideration, he for others good, himself of all has reft, and should this
  3670. 4:35:38–4:35:47high-sold man, this storehouse where all gems of virtue gather and unite, for Luca's sake,
  3671. 4:35:47–4:35:54so foul a trespass dare, that in it even his foe could not delight.
  3672. 4:35:54–4:36:00scoundrel. When the golden casket that was left with him as a pledge was stolen by thieves
  3673. 4:36:00–4:36:06at night, he gave in place of it a pearl necklace that was the pride of the Four Seas. And he
  3674. 4:36:06–4:36:16should now, for a mere trifle, for her money, do this sin. Oh! my child! Come back to me!
  3675. 4:36:16–4:36:20My daughter! She weeps!
  3676. 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
  3677. 4:36:28–4:36:35I do not know whether she went on foot or in a bullet cart.
  3678. 4:36:35–4:36:41Enter Veracca in Anger. My anger was so prodded to the quick. By that
  3679. 4:36:41–4:36:49dishonoring, insulting kick. And so I brooded till at last the night. Unwilling yielded
  3680. 4:36:49–4:36:56to the dawning light. So now I will go to the courtroom. He enters. May happiness be
  3681. 4:36:56–4:36:59the lot of these honorable gentlemen.
  3682. 4:36:59–4:37:08Ah, it is Varaka, the captain of the guard. Varaka, what is the purpose of your coming?
  3683. 4:37:08–4:37:15Well, I was looking for Ayaka. In all the excitement about his escape from prison,
  3684. 4:37:15–4:37:21I had my suspicions about a covered bullet cart that was coming and wanted to look in.
  3685. 4:37:21–4:37:24You, they made one inspection.
  3686. 4:37:24–4:37:28Man, I must make another, said I.
  3687. 4:37:28–4:37:32And then I was kicked by the highly respectable Chandanaka.
  3688. 4:37:32–4:37:34You have heard the matter.
  3689. 4:37:34–4:37:38Gentlemen, the rest is your affair.
  3690. 4:37:38–4:37:43My good man, do you know to whom the bullet cart belonged?
  3691. 4:37:43–4:37:50After this gentleman here, Charudatta and the driver said that Visantasina was in it
  3692. 4:37:50–4:37:56and was on her way to have a good time in the old garden pushpark around her.
  3693. 4:37:56–4:37:59Lished into that, too.
  3694. 4:37:59–4:38:06This moon, alas, though spotless bright, is now eclipsed and robbed of light.
  3695. 4:38:06–4:38:08The bank is fallen.
  3696. 4:38:08–4:38:14The waves appear, befold, that once were bright and clear.
  3697. 4:38:14–4:38:19Viraka, we will investigate your case here later.
  3698. 4:38:19–4:38:22Mount the horse that stands before the courtroom door.
  3699. 4:38:22–4:38:30Go to the garden pushpakaranda and see whether a woman has perished there or not.
  3700. 4:38:30–4:38:32Yes, sir.
  3701. 4:38:32–4:38:35He goes out, then returns.
  3702. 4:38:35–4:38:42I have been there, and I saw the body of a woman, torn by wild beasts.
  3703. 4:38:42–4:38:47How do you know that it was the body of a woman, that I perceived from the traces of
  3704. 4:38:47–4:38:51hair and arms and hands and feet?
  3705. 4:38:51–4:38:56Alas for the difficulties which are caused by the actions of men.
  3706. 4:38:56–4:39:02The more one may apply his skill, the harder is the matter still.
  3707. 4:39:02–4:39:10are indeed the law's demands. Yet judgment insecurely stands, as some poor cow on shifting
  3708. 4:39:10–4:39:17sands. Aside, as bees, when flowers begin to blow,
  3709. 4:39:17–4:39:24gather to seep the honey. So, when man is marked by a dwears fate, must fortunes enter
  3710. 4:39:24–4:39:30every gate. Noble Charodata, speak truth. A mean and
  3711. 4:39:30–4:39:38and jealous creature. Passion blind, sets all his soul, some fatal means to find. To slay
  3712. 4:39:38–4:39:46the man he envies. Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, win the prize? No, he is
  3713. 4:39:46–4:39:54unregarded by the wise. And more than this, the creeper's beauty would I never blight.
  3714. 4:39:54–4:39:59luck its flowers, should I not be afraid to see her here so lovely
  3715. 4:40:00–4:40:30विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल वि
  3716. 4:40:30–4:40:36what you are doing. He leaves his seat and sits on the floor.
  3717. 4:40:36–4:40:43Dancing about gleefully, aside, fine, the shin that I did falls on another man's head.
  3718. 4:40:43–4:40:50Show I, I'll sit where Charudatta was. He does so. Look at me, Charudatta, and confess
  3719. 4:40:50–4:40:53that you murdered her.
  3720. 4:40:53–4:41:03A mean and jealous creature, passion blind, sets all his soul, some fatal means to find,
  3721. 4:41:03–4:41:05to slay the man he envies.
  3722. 4:41:05–4:41:11Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, win the prize?
  3723. 4:41:11–4:41:16No, he is unregarded by the wise.
  3724. 4:41:16–4:41:17Sighing.
  3725. 4:41:17–4:41:19Aside.
  3726. 4:41:19–4:41:21My friend, Maitreya.
  3727. 4:41:21–4:41:30Oh! This cruel blow! My wife! Thou issue of a spotless strain! My Rojasena! Here am I!
  3728. 4:41:30–4:41:38Laid low! By sternest fate! And thou? Thou dost not know! That all thy childish games are
  3729. 4:41:38–4:41:44played in vain! Thou playest! Heedless of another's pain!
  3730. 4:41:44–4:41:50But, maitreya, I sent to Vasantasena, That he might bring me tidings of her,
  3731. 4:41:50–4:41:53and might restore the jewels which she gave my child.
  3732. 4:41:53–4:41:56To buy him a toy cart.
  3733. 4:41:56–4:41:59Why then does he linger?
  3734. 4:41:59–4:42:02Enter Maitreya with the gems.
  3735. 4:42:02–4:42:09Charidata bade me go to Vasantasena to return her jewels, and he said to me, Maitreya,
  3736. 4:42:09–4:42:14Vasantasena adorned my dear Roasena with her own jewels, and sent him thus to his
  3737. 4:42:14–4:42:15mother.
  3738. 4:42:15–4:42:18It was fitting that she should give him the jewels.
  3739. 4:42:18–4:42:20But not that we should receive them.
  3740. 4:42:20–4:42:22Therefore restore them to her.
  3741. 4:42:22–4:42:25So now I will go to Vasantasina's house.
  3742. 4:42:25–4:42:30He walks about and looks around, then speaks to a person behind the scenes.
  3743. 4:42:30–4:42:32Ah, it is Master Rebula.
  3744. 4:42:32–4:42:37Oh, Master Rebula, why do you seem so exceedingly troubled?
  3745. 4:42:37–4:42:38He listens.
  3746. 4:42:38–4:42:44What, do you mean to say that my dear friend Charadatta has been summoned to court?
  3747. 4:42:44–4:42:46That can hardly be an insignificant matter.
  3748. 4:42:46–4:42:48He reflects.
  3749. 4:42:48–4:42:50I will go to Vasantasina's house later.
  3750. 4:42:50–4:42:53But now I will go to the courtroom.
  3751. 4:42:53–4:42:55He walks about and looks around.
  3752. 4:42:55–4:42:56Here is the courtroom.
  3753. 4:42:56–4:42:58I will go in at once.
  3754. 4:42:58–4:42:59He enters.
  3755. 4:42:59–4:43:02May happiness be the lot of the magistrates.
  3756. 4:43:02–4:43:04Where is my friend?
  3757. 4:43:04–4:43:06Here.
  3758. 4:43:06–4:43:09My friend, I wish you happiness.
  3759. 4:43:09–4:43:11It will be mine.
  3760. 4:43:11–4:43:13And peace.
  3761. 4:43:13–4:43:15That too will be mine.
  3762. 4:43:15–4:43:20My friend, why do you seem so exceedingly troubled? And why were you summoned?
  3763. 4:43:21–4:43:27My friend, a scoundrel I, who bear the blame, nor seek in heaven to be blessed.
  3764. 4:43:28–4:43:33A maid, or goddess, T is the same but he will say the rest.
  3765. 4:43:34–4:43:35What? What?
  3766. 4:43:35–4:43:38Whispers, that is it.
  3767. 4:43:38–4:43:39Who says that?
  3768. 4:43:39–4:43:47Indicating Santsthanaka, this poor fellow is the instrument that fate uses to accuse me.
  3769. 4:43:47–4:43:52Aside to Charodata, why don't you simply say that she went home?
  3770. 4:43:52–4:43:59Though I say it, it is not believed, so unfortunate is my condition.
  3771. 4:43:59–4:44:07But, gentlemen, he adorned the city of Ujaini with mansions, cloisters, parks, temples,
  3772. 4:44:07–4:44:13pools, and fountains, and he should be mad enough to commit such a crime, and for a mere trifle?
  3773. 4:44:14–4:44:20Wrathfully, you offspring of a loose wench. You brother-in-law of the king.
  3774. 4:44:20–4:44:27Sans Thanaka, you libertine, you slanderer, you buffoon, you gilded monkey, say it before me,
  3775. 4:44:27–4:44:32This friend of mine doesn't even draw a flowering jasmine creeper to himself.
  3776. 4:44:32–4:44:38To gather the blossoms, for fear that a twig might perhaps be injured. How should he commit a crime
  3777. 4:44:38–4:44:46like this? Which heaven and earth call a cursed? Just wait, you son of a bod. Wait till I split
  3778. 4:44:46–4:44:50your head into a hundred pieces with this staff of mine. As crooked as your heart.
  3779. 4:44:50–4:44:59angrily, lished into that, gentlemen, I have a quarrel, or a lawsuit, with Charudatta,
  3780. 4:45:00–4:45:30विचार-विमर्डिंग आप विचार-विमर्डिंग आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आप आप आप आप
  3781. 4:45:30–4:45:35Look, gentlemen, look, these are the poor girl's jewels.
  3782. 4:45:35–4:45:41Pointing to Charudatta for a trifle like fish he murdered her and killed her too.
  3783. 4:45:41–4:45:45The magistrates all bow their heads.
  3784. 4:45:45–4:45:50Aside to Maitreya, tea is thus my fate would vent its gall,
  3785. 4:45:50–4:45:52that at this moment they should fall.
  3786. 4:45:52–4:45:56These gems, and with them, I...
  3787. 4:45:56–4:45:59But why don't you simply tell the truth?
  3788. 4:45:59–4:46:03My friend, the king perceives with blinded eye,
  3789. 4:46:03–4:46:06Nor on the truth that I will bend,
  3790. 4:46:06–4:46:09Though telling wall, I cannot fly,
  3791. 4:46:09–4:46:11A wretched and inglorious end.
  3792. 4:46:12–4:46:18Alas! Alas! With Mars strives Jupiter and dies,
  3793. 4:46:18–4:46:21Beside them both there seems to rise,
  3794. 4:46:21–4:46:24A comet planet in the skies.
  3795. 4:46:25–4:46:27Looking at the casket,
  3796. 4:46:27–4:46:29Tuva Santacena's mother,
  3797. 4:46:29–4:46:37Madam, pray examine this golden casket attentively to see whether it be the same or not.
  3798. 4:46:37–4:46:42Examining the casket. It is similar, but not the same.
  3799. 4:46:42–4:46:50Oh, you old board. You can fish it with your eyes and deny it with your lips.
  3800. 4:46:50–4:46:53Away, you scoundrel.
  3801. 4:46:53–4:46:57Speak carefully. Is it the same or not?
  3802. 4:46:57–4:47:03Sir, the craftsman's skill captivates the eye. But it is not the same.
  3803. 4:47:03–4:47:07My good woman, do you know these jewels?
  3804. 4:47:07–4:47:16No, I said, no. I don't recognize them. But perhaps they were made by the same craftsman.
  3805. 4:47:16–4:47:22Guildwarden. See, gems often seem alike in many ways.
  3806. 4:47:22–4:47:29When the artist's mind on form and beauty plays, for craftsmen imitate what they have seen
  3807. 4:47:29–4:47:33and skillful hands remake what once has been.
  3808. 4:47:33–4:47:37Do these jewels belong to Charodata?
  3809. 4:47:37–4:47:38Never.
  3810. 4:47:38–4:47:40To whom then?
  3811. 4:47:40–4:47:43To this lady's daughter.
  3812. 4:47:43–4:47:45How did she lose them?
  3813. 4:47:45–4:47:50She lost them. Yes, so much is true.
  3814. 4:47:50–4:47:58Charudatta, speak the truth in this matter, for you must remember, truth brings well-being
  3815. 4:47:58–4:48:08in its train. Through speaking truth, no evils rise. Truth, precious syllable, refrain from
  3816. 4:48:08–4:48:11hiding truth in lies.
  3817. 4:48:11–4:48:19The jewels, the jewels. I do not know, but I do know that they were taken from my house.
  3818. 4:48:19–4:48:26you take her into the garden and murder her. And now you hide it by tricky trickiness."
  3819. 4:48:26–4:48:34Noble Charodata. Speak the truth. Merciless lashes wait to smite. This moment on thy tender
  3820. 4:48:34–4:48:42flesh. And we, we can but think it right. Of seamless scythe I boast my birth. And
  3821. 4:48:42–4:48:49Sin in me was never found. Yet if suspicion deents my worth, what boots it though my heart
  3822. 4:48:49–4:48:52be sound?
  3823. 4:48:52–4:49:00Aside. And yet I know not what to do with life. So I be robbed of Vasantasina. Allowed.
  3824. 4:49:00–4:49:04Ah! Why waste words?
  3825. 4:49:04–4:49:11A scoundrel eye. Who bear the blame? Nor think of earth. Nor heaven blessed. That
  3826. 4:49:11–4:49:16Sweetest maid. In passion's flame, but he will say the rest.
  3827. 4:49:16–4:49:21Killed her. Come, you say it too. I killed her.
  3828. 4:49:21–4:49:23You have said it.
  3829. 4:49:23–4:49:30Lichten, my mashdas. Lichten. He murdered her. No one but him.
  3830. 4:49:30–4:49:35Doubt is over. Let punishment be inflicted on the body of fish poor charudata.
  3831. 4:49:35–4:49:41Beedle, we must do as the king's brother-in-law says.
  3832. 4:49:41–4:49:46Guardsmen, lay hold on this chariodata.
  3833. 4:49:46–4:49:48The guardsmen do so.
  3834. 4:49:48–4:49:50Be merciful.
  3835. 4:49:50–4:49:51Good gentlemen.
  3836. 4:49:51–4:49:53Be merciful.
  3837. 4:49:53–4:49:56She repeats what she had said before.
  3838. 4:49:56–4:49:57Beginning.
  3839. 4:49:57–4:49:59When the golden casket.
  3840. 4:49:59–4:50:00Page 4.
  3841. 4:50:00–4:50:04विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  3842. 4:50:04–4:50:08विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  3843. 4:50:08–4:50:12विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक।
  3844. 4:50:12–4:50:16विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विमर्चक रेक।
  3845. 4:50:16–4:50:20विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विमर्चक रेक।
  3846. 4:50:30–4:50:34Oh, my child, my son! Exit weeping!
  3847. 4:50:34–4:50:39Aside! Aye, vey done shomething worthy of my shelf.
  3848. 4:50:39–4:50:42Now aye, I'll go. Exit!
  3849. 4:50:42–4:50:47Noble Charudatta! The decision lies with us.
  3850. 4:50:47–4:50:53Yes. Your honour. He goes out, then reenters in tears.
  3851. 4:50:53–4:51:00Oh, sirs, I was with the king. And King Palakka says, and as much as he killed Vasantacina
  3852. 4:51:00–4:51:06for such a trifle, these same jewels shall be hung about his neck. The drum shall be
  3853. 4:51:06–4:51:12beaten. He shall be conducted to the southern burying ground. And they're impaled, and
  3854. 4:51:12–4:51:17whoever else shall commit such a crime shall be punished with the like dreadful doom."
  3855. 4:51:17–4:51:22Oh, how wanton is this act of King Palakka!
  3856. 4:51:22–4:51:27Nevertheless, although his counsellors may plunge a king
  3857. 4:51:27–4:51:30into injustice, danger is great.
  3858. 4:51:30–4:51:33Yet he will reap the woe in suffering.
  3859. 4:51:33–4:51:36And tea is a righteous fate.
  3860. 4:51:36–4:51:40And more than this, they who power the king's true bent.
  3861. 4:51:40–4:51:44The white crows part who play, have slain their thousands
  3862. 4:51:44–4:51:53innocent. And slay, and slay, and slay, My friend Maitreya, go, greet the mother of My
  3863. 4:51:53–4:52:00son in My name for the last time. And keep My son Rojasena free from harm.
  3864. 4:52:00–4:52:04When the root is cut away, how can the tree be saved?
  3865. 4:52:04–4:52:12No, not so. When man departs to worlds above. In living sun yet live earth he.
  3866. 4:52:12–4:52:17I do not want Roha Sina love, no less than that thou gavest me.
  3867. 4:52:17–4:52:24Oh, my friend, I will prove myself your friend by continuing the life that you leave unfinished.
  3868. 4:52:24–4:52:28And let me see Roha Sina for a single moment.
  3869. 4:52:28–4:52:31I will, it is but fitting.
  3870. 4:52:31–4:52:38My good Beedle, remove this man. The Beedle does so. Who is there?
  3871. 4:52:38–4:52:44Let the headsmen receive their orders. The guardsmen loose their hold on Charodata.
  3872. 4:52:45–4:52:49And all of them go out. Come with me, sir.
  3873. 4:52:50–4:53:00Monfily repeats the verse, page 146. Beginning, my friend Maitreya. Then, as if speaking to one
  3874. 4:53:00–4:53:09not present. If you had proved my conduct by the fire, by water, poison, scales, and
  3875. 4:53:09–4:53:15thus had known, that I deserved that sauce should bite my bone. My brahmin's frame,
  3876. 4:53:15–4:53:24more could I not desire. You trust a foreman, slay me thus, tea is well, with sons, and
  3877. 4:53:24–4:53:35Sunsons, now you plunge to hell. I come, I come, exiant omnus.
  3878. 4:53:35–4:53:43Enter Charodata, accompanied by two headsmen. Then think no longer of the pain. In just
  3879. 4:53:43–4:53:53a second you, LLB slain. We understand the fashions new. To feta you and kill you too.
  3880. 4:53:53–4:53:59In shopping heads we never fail, nor when the victim we impale.
  3881. 4:53:59–4:54:07Out of the way, gentlemen, out of the way, this is the noble Charudatta, the oleander
  3882. 4:54:07–4:54:09on his brow.
  3883. 4:54:09–4:54:17In headsman's hands you see him now, like a lamp whose oil runs nearly dry.
  3884. 4:54:17–4:54:19His light fades gently.
  3885. 4:54:19–4:54:21Eer it die.
  3886. 4:54:21–4:54:28Gloomily, my body wet by teardrops falling, Falling, my limbs polluted by the clinging
  3887. 4:54:28–4:54:35mud, Flowers from the graveyard torn, My wreath appalling, for ghastly sacrifice
  3888. 4:54:35–4:54:41Horsesraven scalling, And for the fragrant incense of my blood.
  3889. 4:54:41–4:54:49Out of the way, gentlemen, Out of the way, Why gaze upon the good man so?
  3890. 4:54:49–4:54:52The axe of death soon lays him low.
  3891. 4:54:52–4:54:55Yet good men once sought shelter free.
  3892. 4:54:55–4:54:57Like birds?
  3893. 4:54:57–4:54:59Upon this kindly tree.
  3894. 4:54:59–4:55:00Come.
  3895. 4:55:00–4:55:03शरीडदाता, कम।
  3896. 4:55:03–4:55:06इन कलकूलबल आदवेश अफ्य।
  3897. 4:55:06–4:55:13destiny. That I am come to such a plight. Red marks of hands in sandal paste. O'er all
  3898. 4:55:13–4:55:21my body have been placed. The man, with meal and powder strewn, is now to beast of offering
  3899. 4:55:21–4:55:23grown.
  3900. 4:55:23–4:55:31He gazes intently before him. I'll ask for human differences, mournfully.
  3901. 4:55:31–4:55:38For when they see the fate that I must brave, With tears for deaths pour victim freely given.
  3902. 4:55:38–4:55:45The citizens cry, shame, yet cannot save, Can only pray that I attain to heaven.
  3903. 4:55:45–4:55:48Out of the way, gentlemen!
  3904. 4:55:48–4:55:50Out of the way!
  3905. 4:55:50–4:55:52Why do you gaze upon him?
  3906. 4:55:52–4:55:59God Indra moving through the sky, The colving cow, the falling star, the good
  3907. 4:55:59–4:56:05Good man, when he needs must die, these four behold not from afar.
  3908. 4:56:05–4:56:16Look a hinder, look man, while he, of citizens the best, goes to his death at fates behest.
  3909. 4:56:16–4:56:19Does heaven thus weep that he must die?
  3910. 4:56:19–4:56:23Does lightning paint the cloudless sky?
  3911. 4:56:23–4:56:29Go ha, man, the heaven weeps not that he must die.
  3912. 4:56:29–4:56:36lightning paints the cloudless sky, yet streams are falling constantly from many a woman's
  3913. 4:56:36–4:56:45clouded eye. And again, while this poor victim to his death is led, no man nor woman here
  3914. 4:56:45–4:56:53but sorely weeps, and so the dust by countless tear drops fed, thus peacefully upon the
  3915. 4:56:53–4:56:59highway sleeps. Gaze is intently, mournfully, these women,
  3916. 4:56:59–4:57:07in their palaces who stay. From half-shut windows peering. Thus lament, alas for Charuditta,
  3917. 4:57:07–4:57:14woe the day, quote, and petty streaming eyes on me are bent.
  3918. 4:57:14–4:57:22Come, Charudatta, come! Here is the place of proclamation. Beat the drum and proclaim
  3919. 4:57:22–4:57:31the sentence. Listen, good people, listen. This is the noble Charudatta, son of Sagara
  3920. 4:57:31–4:57:40Datta, and grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta. This male factor enticed the courtesan Vasantasina
  3921. 4:57:40–4:57:48into the deserted old garden Pushpakaranda, and for a mere trifle murdered her by strangling.
  3922. 4:57:48–4:57:53He was taken with the booty and confessed his guilt.
  3923. 4:57:53–4:57:59Therefore are we under orders from King Palakka to execute him, and if any other commits such
  3924. 4:57:59–4:58:04a crime, a curse in this world and the next.
  3925. 4:58:04–4:58:08Him too King Palakka condemns to the like punishment.
  3926. 4:58:08–4:58:17Despondently, aside, by hundred sacrifices purified, my radiant name was once proclaimed
  3927. 4:58:17–4:58:26by countless altars side, and knew no blame, now comes my hour of death, and evil men,
  3928. 4:58:26–4:58:34of base of fame, in public spots proclaim it once again, but linked with shame.
  3929. 4:58:34–4:58:37He looks up and stops his ears.
  3930. 4:58:37–4:58:38Vasantacena.
  3931. 4:58:38–4:58:41Oh, my beloved.
  3932. 4:58:41–4:58:43From thy dear lips.
  3933. 4:58:43–4:58:49That vied with corals red, Betraying teeth more bright than moonbeams fair.
  3934. 4:58:49–4:58:52My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed.
  3935. 4:58:52–4:58:54How can I?
  3936. 4:58:54–4:58:55Helpless.
  3937. 4:58:55–4:58:57Taste that poisoned dread.
  3938. 4:58:57–4:59:01To drink shame's poisoned cup, How can I bear?
  3939. 4:59:01–4:59:09Out of the way, gentlemen, out of the way, this treasure house, with pearls of virtue
  3940. 4:59:09–4:59:15stored, this bridge for good men o'er misfortunes river.
  3941. 4:59:15–4:59:23This gem now robbed of all its golden horde, departs our town today, departs forever, and
  3942. 4:59:23–4:59:24again?
  3943. 4:59:24–4:59:27Whom fortune favours?
  3944. 4:59:27–4:59:36that all the world is kind, whose happy days are ended, are rarely thus befriended.
  3945. 4:59:36–4:59:43Looks about him, their faces with their garments him now hiding. They stand afar, whom once
  3946. 4:59:43–4:59:50I counted friends. Even foes have smiles for men with fortune-biding. But friends prove
  3947. 4:59:50–4:59:54faithless when good fortune ends.
  3948. 4:59:54–4:59:56They are out of the way.
  3949. 4:59:56–4:59:58The street is cleared.
  3950. 4:59:58–5:00:00Led on the condemned cremation.
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  3952. 5:00:30–5:00:32Oh, my friend.
  3953. 5:00:32–5:00:37Listen, Monfily, you are a leader in your own caste.
  3954. 5:00:37–5:00:40I would beg a favour at your hands.
  3955. 5:00:40–5:00:44From our hands you would receive a favour.
  3956. 5:00:44–5:00:51Heaven forbid, yet a headsman is neither so wanton nor so cruel as King Palika.
  3957. 5:00:51–5:00:54That I may be happy in the other world.
  3958. 5:00:54–5:00:57I ask to see the face of my son.
  3959. 5:00:57–5:01:04son. So be it. My father. Oh, my father.
  3960. 5:01:04–5:01:09Charudatta hears the words, and mournfully repeats his request.
  3961. 5:01:09–5:01:17Citizens, make way a moment. Let the noble Charudatta look upon the face of his son,
  3962. 5:01:17–5:01:25turning to the back of the stage. This way, sir. Come on, little boy.
  3963. 5:01:25–5:01:32to Maitreya, with Rohasena. Make haste, my boy, make haste. Your father
  3964. 5:01:32–5:01:41is being led to his death. My father, oh, my father. Oh, my friend, where must I behold
  3965. 5:01:41–5:01:51you now? Perceives his son and his friend. Alas, my son, alas, Maitreya, monfuly, ah,
  3966. 5:01:51–5:01:57Go is me, long, too long, shall I thirst in vain.
  3967. 5:01:57–5:02:02Through all my sojourn dread, this vessel small will not contain.
  3968. 5:02:02–5:02:06The water for the dead, what may I give my son?
  3969. 5:02:06–5:02:11He looks at himself, and perceives the sacrificial chord.
  3970. 5:02:11–5:02:14Ah, this at least is mine.
  3971. 5:02:14–5:02:20The precious chord that Brahmins hold, is unadorned with pearls and gold.
  3972. 5:02:20–5:02:28God therewith, be sacrifice to God's above and Father's hold.
  3973. 5:02:28–5:02:32He gives Rohasena the cord.
  3974. 5:02:32–5:02:41Come, Charudatta, come man, man, do you name the noble Charudatta's name and forget the
  3975. 5:02:41–5:02:51title. Remember, in happy hours, in death, by night, by day, roving as free as a yet unbroken
  3976. 5:02:51–5:03:01cult. Fate wanders on her unrestricted way, and again, life will depart his body soon.
  3977. 5:03:01–5:03:07Shall our reproaches bow his head, although eclipse may seize the moon. We worship while
  3978. 5:03:07–5:03:09it seems but dead.
  3979. 5:03:09–5:03:14Oh, Headsman, where are you lading my father?
  3980. 5:03:14–5:03:18My darling, about my neck my needs must wear.
  3981. 5:03:18–5:03:23The oley under wreath, upon my shoulder I must bear.
  3982. 5:03:23–5:03:30The stake, and in my heart the care, of near approaching death, I go to day to meet Adastad's
  3983. 5:03:30–5:03:31ending.
  3984. 5:03:31–5:03:36A victim, at the fatal altar bending.
  3985. 5:03:36–5:03:44My boy, not we the headsmen are, though born of headsmen race, thy father's life whom are
  3986. 5:03:44–5:03:47these, these are headsmen base.
  3987. 5:03:47–5:03:51Then why do you murder my father?
  3988. 5:03:51–5:03:52Bless you.
  3989. 5:03:52–5:03:57T is the king's orders must bear the blame, not we.
  3990. 5:03:57–5:04:00Kill me, and let father go free.
  3991. 5:04:00–5:04:02Bless you.
  3992. 5:04:02–5:04:05May you live long for saying that.
  3993. 5:04:05–5:04:12carefully embracing his son, this treasure, love, this taste of heaven. To rich and poor
  3994. 5:04:12–5:04:20alike is given, then sandal better, or than balm, to soothe the heart and give it calm.
  3995. 5:04:20–5:04:27About my neck my needs must wear. The oly under wreath, upon my shoulder I must bear.
  3996. 5:04:27–5:04:33The stake, and in my heart the care, of near approaching death, I go to date to meet
  3997. 5:04:33–5:04:40Dastard's ending. Awake, Tim. Add the fatal altar bending.
  3998. 5:04:40–5:04:44He looks about. Aside.
  3999. 5:04:44–5:04:52Their faces with their garments hem now hiding. They stand afar. Whom once I counted friends.
  4000. 5:04:52–5:04:54Even foes have smiles.
  4001. 5:04:54–5:04:59My good men, let my dear friend Charada go free, and kill me instead.
  4002. 5:05:00–5:05:30विचार-विद अछि। 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-वि
  4003. 5:05:30–5:05:36a bent. Out of the way, gentlemen, out of the way,
  4004. 5:05:36–5:05:44why gaze upon the good man so? When shame his living hope lays low, the cord was broken
  4005. 5:05:44–5:05:48at the well, and down the golden pitcher fell.
  4006. 5:05:48–5:05:56Monfily, from thy dear lips, that wide with corals red, but train teeth more bright than
  4007. 5:05:56–5:06:04moonbeams fair. My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed. How can I, helpless, taste that
  4008. 5:06:04–5:06:10poison dread, to drink shame's poisoned cup, how can I bear?
  4009. 5:06:10–5:06:15Proclaim the sentence again, man, go hard does so.
  4010. 5:06:15–5:06:23So lowly fallen, till shame my virtues blur. Till such an ending seem not lost. But
  4011. 5:06:23–5:06:30gain yet o'er my heart there creeps a saddening pain. To hear them cry abroad, you murdered
  4012. 5:06:30–5:06:31her."
  4013. 5:06:31–5:06:39Enter Stavaraka, fettered, in the palace tower.
  4014. 5:06:39–5:06:45After listening to the proclamation, in distress, what? The innocent Charodata is being put
  4015. 5:06:45–5:06:52to death. And my master has thrown me into chains. Well, I must shout to them. Listen.
  4016. 5:06:52–5:07:00Good gentleman. Listen. It was I. Wretch that I am. Who carried Vasantasina to the old garden
  4017. 5:07:00–5:07:08Pushpaka Randa? Because she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master, Sansternaca,
  4018. 5:07:08–5:07:14found that she would not love him. And it was he. Not this gentleman. Who murdered
  4019. 5:07:14–5:07:18her by strangling, but they are so far away that no one hears me.
  4020. 5:07:18–5:07:20What shall I do?
  4021. 5:07:20–5:07:22Shall I cast myself down?"
  4022. 5:07:22–5:07:23He reflects.
  4023. 5:07:23–5:07:28If I do, then the noble Charodata will not be put to death.
  4024. 5:07:28–5:07:29Yes!
  4025. 5:07:29–5:07:33Through this broken window I will throw myself down from the palace tower.
  4026. 5:07:33–5:07:39Better that I should meet my end than that the noble Charodata should perish.
  4027. 5:07:39–5:07:45history of life for noble youths. And if I die in such a cause, I have attained heaven.
  4028. 5:07:45–5:07:52He throws himself down. Wonderful! I did not meet my end. And my fetters are broken. So
  4029. 5:07:52–5:07:58I will follow the sound of the headsman's voices. He discovers the headsman and hastens
  4030. 5:07:58–5:08:04forward. Headsman! Headsman! Make way!
  4031. 5:08:04–5:08:06For whom shall we make way?
  4032. 5:08:06–5:08:14Listen! Good gentlemen! Listen! It was I, wretch that I am, who carried Vasantasina to the old
  4033. 5:08:14–5:08:21garden pushpacker Randa, because she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master,
  4034. 5:08:21–5:08:28Sansternaka, found that she would not love him. And it was he, not this gentleman,
  4035. 5:08:28–5:08:30who murdered her by strangling.
  4036. 5:08:30–5:08:36Thank heaven, but who thus gladdens this my latest mourn?
  4037. 5:08:36–5:08:39When in time snare I struggle all for long.
  4038. 5:08:39–5:08:42A streaming cloud above the rainless corn?
  4039. 5:08:42–5:08:46Listen, do you hear what I say?
  4040. 5:08:46–5:08:52Death have I never feared, but blackened fame, my death were welcome, coming free from
  4041. 5:08:52–5:08:57shame, as were a sun, new born to bear my name.
  4042. 5:08:57–5:09:05And again, that small, weak fool, whom I have never hated, stained me with sin wherewith
  4043. 5:09:05–5:09:11himself was mated, an arrow, with most deadly poison baited.
  4044. 5:09:11–5:09:15Are you telling the truth, Stavaraka?
  4045. 5:09:15–5:09:16I am.
  4046. 5:09:16–5:09:19And to keep me from telling anybody.
  4047. 5:09:19–5:09:25He cast me into chains, and imprisoned me in the tower of his palace.
  4048. 5:09:25–5:09:34I ate a shore and bit a dish of meat and herbs and soup and fish.
  4049. 5:09:34–5:09:42I tried at home my tongue to tickle with rice cakes plain and rice with treacle.
  4050. 5:09:42–5:09:43He listens.
  4051. 5:09:43–5:09:45The headsman's voices.
  4052. 5:09:45–5:09:48They sound like a broken brass cymbal.
  4053. 5:09:48–5:09:54I hear the music of the fatal drum and the kettle drums and show I suppose that
  4054. 5:09:54–5:09:56that poor man.
  4055. 5:09:56–5:10:00Sharidata is being led to the place of execution.
  4056. 5:10:00–5:10:30आव विश्ड़ गविश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्�
  4057. 5:10:30–5:10:37palace and have a look at my own heroic deeds. He does so and looks about. Wonderful what
  4058. 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,
  4059. 5:10:45–5:10:52a big man like me, was being led to his death? He gazes. Look. There he goes toward the
  4060. 5:10:52–5:10:59a shouth, adorned like a young steer. But why was the proclamation made near my palace
  4061. 5:10:59–5:11:08tower? And why was it stopped? He looks about. Why? My slave Stavaraka is gone.
  4062. 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
  4063. 5:11:15–5:11:19descends and approaches the crowd.
  4064. 5:11:19–5:11:23covers him. There he comes. Good masters.
  4065. 5:11:23–5:11:32Give way. Make room. And shut the door. Be silent. And say nothing more. Here comes a mad
  4066. 5:11:32–5:11:38ball through the press. Whose horns are sharp with wickedness?
  4067. 5:11:38–5:11:48Come, come. Make way. He approaches. Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave. Come, let, s go
  4068. 5:11:48–5:12:00You 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.
  4069. 5:12:00–5:12:05I am beautiful as a pot of jewels. I kill no woman.
  4070. 5:12:05–5:12:09Oho! You murdered her, not the noble Charodata.
  4071. 5:12:09–5:12:11Who shays that?
  4072. 5:12:11–5:12:15Pointing to Staviraka, this honest man.
  4073. 5:12:15–5:12:43Fearfully, aside, merciful heavens, why did ent I chain that slave Stavarica fasht? 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.
  4074. 5:12:43–5:12:51He hates me. What he shays can't be true. He secretly hands Stavarica a bracelet and whispers,
  4075. 5:12:51–5:12:59Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, take fish and shay shome thing different.
  4076. 5:12:59–5:13:06Take that. Look, gentlemen. Look, why? He is trying to bribe me with gold.
  4077. 5:13:06–5:13:12Snatches the bracelet from him. That is the gold that I put him in chains for.
  4078. 5:13:12–5:13:14Angrily. Look here.
  4079. 5:13:14–5:13:18Headsmen. I put him in charge of my gold chest.
  4080. 5:13:18–5:13:23And when he turned thief, I murdered him and pounded him.
  4081. 5:13:23–5:13:27If you don't believe it, just look at his back.
  4082. 5:13:27–5:13:36Doing so, yes, yes, when a servant is branded that way, no wonder he tells tales.
  4083. 5:13:36–5:13:41A curse on slavery. A slave convinces nobody.
  4084. 5:13:41–5:13:48Maunfully, noble Charodata. I have no further power. He falls at Charodata's feet.
  4085. 5:13:48–5:13:55Monfully, rise, rise, find soul to good men fallen on pain.
  4086. 5:13:55–5:13:59Brave friend who lendest such unselfish aid.
  4087. 5:13:59–5:14:02Thy greatest toil to save me was in vain.
  4088. 5:14:02–5:14:06For fate would not, thy duty now is paid.
  4089. 5:14:06–5:14:11Beat your servant, master, and drive him away.
  4090. 5:14:11–5:14:14Out of the way, you!
  4091. 5:14:14–5:14:21He drives Stavarica away. Come, headsmen, what are you waiting for? Kill him.
  4092. 5:14:22–5:14:25Kill him yourself, if you are in a hurry.
  4093. 5:14:25–5:14:29Oh, headsmen, kill me and let father go free.
  4094. 5:14:30–5:14:33Yesh, Sean and father, kill them both.
  4095. 5:14:34–5:14:39This fool might do anything. Go, my son, to your mother.
  4096. 5:14:40–5:14:42And what should I do then?
  4097. 5:14:42–5:14:58Go 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.
  4098. 5:14:58–5:15:00Oh, my f...
  4099. 5:15:00–5:15:04Friend, have you so known me as to think that I can live without you?
  4100. 5:15:04–5:15:11Not so, my friend. Your life is your own. You may not throw it away.
  4101. 5:15:11–5:15:21Aside, true, and yet I cannot live apart from my friend. And so, when I have taken the boy to his mother, I will follow my friend even in death.
  4102. 5:15:21–5:15:28death. Allowed, yes, my friend, I will take him to her at once. He embraces Charodata,
  4103. 5:15:28–5:15:33then falls at his feet. Roesena does the same, weeping.
  4104. 5:15:33–5:15:41Look here. Did Enti tell you to kill Charodata and his Sean? Too? At this? Charodata betrays
  4105. 5:15:41–5:15:43fear.
  4106. 5:15:43–5:15:49We haven't any orders from the king to kill Charudatta and his son.
  4107. 5:15:49–5:15:502.
  4108. 5:15:50–5:15:51Run away.
  4109. 5:15:51–5:15:54Boy, run away.
  4110. 5:15:54–5:15:56They drive Rojasena away.
  4111. 5:15:56–5:16:00Here is the third place of proclamation.
  4112. 5:16:00–5:16:01Beat the drum.
  4113. 5:16:01–5:16:04They proclaim the sentence again.
  4114. 5:16:04–5:16:06Aside.
  4115. 5:16:06–5:16:08But the citizens don't believe it.
  4116. 5:16:08–5:16:09Allowed.
  4117. 5:16:09–5:16:10Charudatta.
  4118. 5:16:10–5:16:12You jack-o-naips.
  4119. 5:16:12–5:16:14The citizens don't believe it.
  4120. 5:16:14–5:16:16Shay it with your own tongue.
  4121. 5:16:16–5:16:19I murdered Vasantasena.
  4122. 5:16:19–5:16:20Charudatta remains silent.
  4123. 5:16:20–5:16:21Look here.
  4124. 5:16:21–5:16:22Headsmen.
  4125. 5:16:22–5:16:25The man won't shpeak.
  4126. 5:16:25–5:16:27The jack-o'-nape's Charudatta.
  4127. 5:16:27–5:16:29Just make him shpeak.
  4128. 5:16:29–5:16:33Beat him a few times with fish-raggard bamboo.
  4129. 5:16:33–5:16:35Or with a chain.
  4130. 5:16:35–5:16:37Raises his arm to strike.
  4131. 5:16:37–5:16:41Come, Charudatta, speak.
  4132. 5:16:41–5:16:45Monfully, now am I sunk so deep in sorrow's sea.
  4133. 5:16:45–5:16:49I know no fear, I know no sadness more.
  4134. 5:16:49–5:16:52Yet even now one flame still torches me.
  4135. 5:16:52–5:16:57That men should say I slew whom I adore.
  4136. 5:16:57–5:17:01Sanstanaka repeats his words.
  4137. 5:17:01–5:17:06Men of my own city, a scoundrel I, who bear the blame,
  4138. 5:17:06–5:17:14Nor seek in heaven to be blessed. A maid, or goddess, tea is the same but he will say the rest.
  4139. 5:17:14–5:17:17Ux, 30.
  4140. 5:17:17–5:17:19Killed her.
  4141. 5:17:19–5:17:21So be it.
  4142. 5:17:21–5:17:24It's S your turn to kill him, man.
  4143. 5:17:24–5:17:27No, yours.
  4144. 5:17:27–5:17:33Well, let S reckon it out. He does so at great length.
  4145. 5:17:33–5:17:40Well, if it's my turn to kill him, we will just let it wait a minute.
  4146. 5:17:40–5:17:42Why?
  4147. 5:17:42–5:17:47Well, when my father was going to heaven, he said to me,
  4148. 5:17:47–5:17:55son Gohar, if it's your turn to kill him, don't kill the sinner too quick.
  4149. 5:17:55–5:17:57But why?
  4150. 5:17:57–5:18:03Perhaps, said he, some good man might give the money to set him free.
  4151. 5:18:03–5:18:08Perhaps a son might be born to the king, and to celebrate the event.
  4152. 5:18:08–5:18:11All the prisoners might be set free.
  4153. 5:18:11–5:18:14Perhaps an elephant might break loose.
  4154. 5:18:14–5:18:18And the prisoner might escape in the excitement.
  4155. 5:18:18–5:18:21Perhaps there might be a change of kings.
  4156. 5:18:21–5:18:24And all the prisoners might be set free.
  4157. 5:18:24–5:18:28What? What? A change of kings?
  4158. 5:18:28–5:18:32Well, let S reckon it out.
  4159. 5:18:32–5:18:34Whose turn it is?
  4160. 5:18:34–5:18:38Oh, come, kill Charudatta at once.
  4161. 5:18:38–5:18:42He takes Stavarica, and withdraws a little.
  4162. 5:18:42–5:18:44Noble Charudatta.
  4163. 5:18:44–5:18:48It is the king's commandment that bears the blame.
  4164. 5:18:48–5:18:50Not we, headsmen.
  4165. 5:18:50–5:18:53Think, then, of what you needs must think.
  4166. 5:18:53–5:18:56Though slandered by a cruel fate,
  4167. 5:18:56–5:18:59and stained by men of high estate,
  4168. 5:18:59–5:19:11If 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.
  4169. 5:19:11–5:19:15Tell me, wither would you have me go?
  4170. 5:19:15–5:19:26Pointing Ahead. Why? Here is the southern burying ground, and when a criminal sees that, he says goodbye to life in a minute.
  4171. 5:19:26–5:19:34For look! One half the corpse gaunt jackals rend and shake, and ply their horrid task.
  4172. 5:19:34–5:19:41One half still hangs impaled upon the stake. Loud laughter's grinning mask.
  4173. 5:19:41–5:19:48Alas! Ah! War is me! In his agitation he sits down.
  4174. 5:19:48–5:19:56I won't go yet. I, Ul just she chari-data killed. He walks about, gazing. Well,
  4175. 5:19:56–5:19:58Well, he shut down.
  4176. 5:19:59–5:20:00Are you frightened?
  4177. 5:20:00–5:20:30नाटक 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 नाटक नाटक �
  4178. 5:20:30–5:20:40and men. In this world, one rises only to fall, another falls only to rise again, but from him who
  4179. 5:20:40–5:20:49has risen and falls, his body drops like a garment. Lay these thoughts to heart and be strong to a
  4180. 5:20:49–5:20:57a hinter. Here is the fourth place of proclamation. Let us proclaim the sentence. They do so once
  4181. 5:20:57–5:20:58again.
  4182. 5:20:58–5:21:08Vusantasina, O my beloved, from thy dear lips, that wide with corals red, betraying teeth
  4183. 5:21:08–5:21:15more bright than moonbeams fair. My soul with heaven's nectar once was fed. How can I,
  4184. 5:21:15–5:21:22taste that poison dread. To drink sheen's poisoned cup how can I bear?"
  4185. 5:21:22–5:21:29Enter, in great agitation, Vasantacina and the Buddhist monk.
  4186. 5:21:29–5:21:37Strange! My monkish life did me yeoman service when it proved necessary to comfort Vasantacina.
  4187. 5:21:37–5:21:42so untimely worried, and to lead her on her way.
  4188. 5:21:42–5:21:46Sister in Buddha, with a shall I lead you
  4189. 5:21:46–5:21:48to the noble charodicter's house.
  4190. 5:21:48–5:21:51Revive me with the sight of him,
  4191. 5:21:51–5:21:56as the night-blooming water lily is revived by the sight of the moon.
  4192. 5:21:56–5:22:00Aside, by which road shall I enter?
  4193. 5:22:00–5:22:03He reflects. The King's Highway.
  4194. 5:22:03–5:22:06I, L, L, enter by that.
  4195. 5:22:06–5:22:17Come, sister in Buddha, here is the king's highway listening, but what is this great tumult that I hear on the king's highway?
  4196. 5:22:17–5:22:23Looking before her, why, there is a great crowd of people before us.
  4197. 5:22:23–5:22:32Pray find out, sir, what it means, all would she need tips to one side, as if the earth bore an uneven load.
  4198. 5:22:32–5:22:49And here is the last place of proclamation. Beat the drum. Proclaim the sentence. They do so. Now, Sharudatta, wait! Don't be frightened. You will be killed very quickly.
  4199. 5:22:49–5:22:51Ye blessed gods.
  4200. 5:22:51–5:23:00Listen. In terror. Sister in Buddha, Sharudatta is being led to his death for murdering you.
  4201. 5:23:00–5:23:10In terror! Alas! For my wretched sake the noble Charudatta put to death! Quick! Quick! Oh! Let me dither!
  4202. 5:23:10–5:23:24Hason! Oh! Hason! Sister in Buddha! To comfort the noble Charudatta while he yet lives! Make way! Gentlemen! Make way!
  4203. 5:23:24–5:23:26Make way! Make way!
  4204. 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.
  4205. 5:23:36–5:23:55Why 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.
  4206. 5:23:55–5:24:07Drawing his sword. Noble Charudatta. Lie flat and be quiet. With one stroke we will kill you and send you to heaven.
  4207. 5:24:07–5:24:18Charudatta does so. Goha raises his arm to strike. The sword falls from his hand. What is this?
  4208. 5:24:18–5:24:26I fiercely grasped within my hand my thunderbolt appalling brand. Why did it fall upon the sand?
  4209. 5:24:26–5:24:33But since it did, I conclude that the noble Charodata is not to die. Have mercy,
  4210. 5:24:33–5:24:39O mighty goddess of the Sahia Hills. If only Charodata might be saved,
  4211. 5:24:39–5:24:43then hats thou shone favor to our headsman caste.
  4212. 5:24:43–5:24:47Let us do as we were ordered.
  4213. 5:24:47–5:24:53Well, let us do it. They make ready to impale Charudatta,
  4214. 5:24:53–5:24:59those slandered by a cruel feat, and stained by men of high estate.
  4215. 5:25:00–5:25:30अछि। अछि। आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आप आप आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ
  4216. 5:25:30–5:25:37shoulder. Loosened from its bands, she loudly calls upon us to forebear and hastens hither
  4217. 5:25:37–5:25:40with uplifted hands.
  4218. 5:25:40–5:25:46Oh, Charodatta, what does it mean? She falls on his breast.
  4219. 5:25:46–5:25:53Oh, Charodatta, what does it mean? He falls at his feet.
  4220. 5:25:53–5:26:00with drawing. Va Santicina. At least, we did not kill an innocent man.
  4221. 5:26:00–5:26:05Rising. Thank heaven. Charodata lives.
  4222. 5:26:05–5:26:08And shall live a hundred years.
  4223. 5:26:08–5:26:13Joyfully. And I too am brought back to life again.
  4224. 5:26:13–5:26:20The king is at the place of sacrifice. Let us report to him what has taken place.
  4225. 5:26:20–5:26:23Two headsmen start to go away.
  4226. 5:26:23–5:26:25Perceives Vasantasina.
  4227. 5:26:25–5:26:26In terror.
  4228. 5:26:26–5:26:27Goodness.
  4229. 5:26:27–5:26:30Who brought the slave back to life?
  4230. 5:26:30–5:26:32Fish is the end of me.
  4231. 5:26:32–5:26:33Good.
  4232. 5:26:33–5:26:35I, I'll run away.
  4233. 5:26:35–5:26:38He runs away.
  4234. 5:26:38–5:26:39Returning.
  4235. 5:26:39–5:26:40Well.
  4236. 5:26:40–5:26:45Didn't we have orders from the king to put the man to death who murdered Vasantasina?
  4237. 5:26:45–5:26:49Let us hunt for the king's brother in law.
  4238. 5:26:49–5:26:51The two headsmen.
  4239. 5:26:51–5:26:57In amazement, who saves me from the uplifted weapon scorn?
  4240. 5:26:57–5:27:00When in death's jaws I struggled all for long.
  4241. 5:27:00–5:27:05A streaming cloud above the rainless scorn.
  4242. 5:27:05–5:27:08He gazes at her.
  4243. 5:27:08–5:27:11Is this Vazanta Sina's counterfeit?
  4244. 5:27:11–5:27:12Or she herself?
  4245. 5:27:12–5:27:14From heaven above descended?
  4246. 5:27:14–5:27:18Or do I, but in madness, see my sweet?
  4247. 5:27:18–5:27:25has her precious life not yet been ended? Or again? Did she return from heaven? That I
  4248. 5:27:25–5:27:32might rescued be. Was her form to another given? Is this that other she?
  4249. 5:27:32–5:27:38Rises tearfully and falls at his feet. O noble Charoditta, I am indeed the wretch
  4250. 5:27:38–5:27:43for whose sake you are fallen upon this unworthy plight.
  4251. 5:27:43–5:27:50A miracle, a miracle. Vasantasina lives. The bystanders repeat the words,
  4252. 5:27:50–5:28:00listens, then rises suddenly, embraces Vasantasina, and closes his eyes, in a voice trembling with emotion.
  4253. 5:28:00–5:28:04My la, you are Vasantasina.
  4254. 5:28:04–5:28:12That same unhappy woman gazes upon her, joyfully. Can it be, Vasantasina herself?
  4255. 5:28:12–5:28:18herself, in utter happiness, her bosom bathed in streaming tears.
  4256. 5:28:18–5:28:24When in death's power I fell, whence she come to slay my fears.
  4257. 5:28:24–5:28:32Like heavenly magic spell, wasent Athena, oh, my beloved, unto my body, whence the life
  4258. 5:28:32–5:28:33was fleeting.
  4259. 5:28:33–5:28:37And all for thee, thou newest life to give.
  4260. 5:28:37–5:28:45magic wonderful in lovers meeting. What power besides could make the dead man live? But see,
  4261. 5:28:45–5:28:52my beloved, my blood-red garment seems a bright groom's cloak. Death's garland seems
  4262. 5:28:52–5:28:59to me a bridal wreath. My love is near, and marriage music seems the fatal stroke, of
  4263. 5:28:59–5:29:05drums that heralded my instant death, for she is here.
  4264. 5:29:05–5:29:10with your utter kindness, what can it be that you have done?
  4265. 5:29:10–5:29:18My beloved, he said that I had killed you. For ancient hatred sake, my mighty foe, hell's
  4266. 5:29:18–5:29:23victim now, had almost laid me low.
  4267. 5:29:23–5:29:28Stopping her ears, heaven averts the omen, it was he, the king's brother-in-law, who
  4268. 5:29:28–5:29:31killed me.
  4269. 5:29:31–5:29:35Perceiving the monk, but who is this?
  4270. 5:29:35–5:29:41When that unworthy wretch had killed me, this worthy man brought me back to life.
  4271. 5:29:41–5:29:45Who are you, unselfish friend?
  4272. 5:29:45–5:29:47You do not remember me.
  4273. 5:29:47–5:29:50Sir, I am that shampooer.
  4274. 5:29:50–5:29:52Who once was happy to rub your feet?
  4275. 5:29:52–5:29:56When I fell into the hands of certain gamblers.
  4276. 5:29:56–5:29:58This sister in Buddha.
  4277. 5:29:58–5:30:00Upon hearing that I had been your friend.
  4278. 5:30:00–5:30:30विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-वि
  4279. 5:30:30–5:30:35and actions offering foiled. And victory may cut to kiasi.
  4280. 5:30:35–5:30:41Who crowned her smote and spoiled? And victory to Ariyaka the king, his mighty foe, he kills
  4281. 5:30:41–5:30:48far over all the earth's expansive ring. That earth, her joyous flag abroad, may fling.
  4282. 5:30:48–5:30:55The snowy banner of Kailasa's hills. Enter hurriedly, Shavalaka.
  4283. 5:30:55–5:31:24Yes! Palakar! The royal wretch! I slew! Anointing Ariyaka, 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!
  4284. 5:31:24–5:31:31his power, and bent to him her lowly head. Who toward his foe plays Indra's part anew?"
  4285. 5:31:31–5:31:40He looks before him. Ah! There he will be found. Where the people are thus gathered together.
  4286. 5:31:40–5:31:46Oh! That this deed of King Ariaka might be crowned with the rescued life of noble
  4287. 5:31:46–5:31:57Charodata. He quickens his steps. Make way. Urascals. He discovers Charodata. Joyfully.
  4288. 5:31:57–5:32:04Is Charodata yet living? And Vasantasina. Truly, our sovereign's wishes are fulfilled.
  4289. 5:32:07–5:32:12Yet how shall I approach him? Who have so grievously sinned against him? But no.
  4290. 5:32:12–5:32:22No. Honesty is always honourable. He approaches and folds his hands. Allowed. Oh noble chariotata!
  4291. 5:32:22–5:32:25Who are you, sir?
  4292. 5:32:25–5:32:32I forced your house in Manabase and stole the gems there left behind. But though this
  4293. 5:32:32–5:32:37sin oppressed my mind, I throw myself upon your grace.
  4294. 5:32:37–5:32:39Not so, my friend.
  4295. 5:32:39–5:32:42Thereby you showed your faith in me.
  4296. 5:32:42–5:32:44He embraces him."
  4297. 5:32:44–5:32:46And one thing more.
  4298. 5:32:46–5:32:49The very noble Ariaka.
  4299. 5:32:49–5:32:51To save his family and name.
  4300. 5:32:51–5:32:53Has slain the wretched Palaka?
  4301. 5:32:53–5:32:56A victim at the altar's flame.
  4302. 5:32:56–5:32:58What say you?
  4303. 5:32:58–5:33:01T was your cart, helped him on his way.
  4304. 5:33:01–5:33:04Who sought the shelter of your name?
  4305. 5:33:04–5:33:07He slew King Palaka today.
  4306. 5:33:07–5:33:09a victim at the altar's flame.
  4307. 5:33:09–5:33:17Sharvilka, did you set free that Aryaka whom Palaka took from his hamlet and confined without
  4308. 5:33:17–5:33:20cause in the tower?
  4309. 5:33:20–5:33:22I did.
  4310. 5:33:22–5:33:25This is indeed most welcome tidings.
  4311. 5:33:25–5:33:32Scarcely was your friend Aryaka established in Ujaini when he bestowed upon you the
  4312. 5:33:32–5:33:34throne of Kushavati.
  4313. 5:33:34–5:33:41the bank of the Veena. May you graciously receive this first token of his love. He turns around.
  4314. 5:33:41–5:33:48Come. Lead hither that rascal. That villain. The brother-in-law of the king.
  4315. 5:33:48–5:33:57We will, Shavulaka. Sir. King Ariyaka declares that he won this kingdom through your virtues.
  4316. 5:33:57–5:34:01And that you are therefore to have some benefit from it.
  4317. 5:34:01–5:34:04The kingdom won through my virtues.
  4318. 5:34:04–5:34:11Come on, brother in law of the king, and reap the reward of your insolence.
  4319. 5:34:11–5:34:17Enter Sannsternaka, guarded with his hands tied behind his back.
  4320. 5:34:17–5:34:19Goodness gracious!
  4321. 5:34:19–5:34:20It came to pass.
  4322. 5:34:20–5:34:25I ran away like any arse, and had my day.
  4323. 5:34:25–5:34:32They drag me round, a prince on a, as if they, they found a naughty cur.
  4324. 5:34:32–5:34:34He looks about him.
  4325. 5:34:34–5:34:36They crowd around me.
  4326. 5:34:36–5:34:43Though I, am a relative of the kings, to whom shall I go for help in my helplessness?
  4327. 5:34:43–5:34:44He reflects.
  4328. 5:34:44–5:34:45Good.
  4329. 5:34:45–5:34:51I, ll go to the man who gives help and shows mercy to the shappliant.
  4330. 5:34:51–5:34:53He approaches.
  4331. 5:34:53–5:34:55Noble Charodata.
  4332. 5:34:55–5:34:59Protect me. Protect me. He falls at his feet.
  4333. 5:35:00–5:35:05नोबल शारुड़ाटा, लिएपिम तु अस, लेट अस किल हिम.
  4334. 5:35:05–5:35:10तु शरुड़ाटा, औव लपर अव दे लप्लिस, प्रटिक्त में.
  4335. 5:35:10–5:35:17वो सप्फोली, येस, येस, फी वो सीक्स प्रटेक्छन शाल भी सेप.
  4336. 5:35:17–5:35:28Impatiently. Confound him. Take him away from Charudatta. To Charudatta. Tell me. What shall be done with the wretch?
  4337. 5:35:28–5:35:39Shall he be bound and dragged until he dies? Shall dogs devour the scoundrel as he lies? If he should be impaled, T would be no blunder.
  4338. 5:35:39–5:35:42Nor if we had the rascal's sawn asunder.
  4339. 5:35:42–5:35:45Will you do as I see?
  4340. 5:35:45–5:36:07How can you doubt it? Charudatta! Mashahtha! I seek your protection. Protect me! Protect me! Do shon'th thing worthy of your shelf. I'll never do it again. Voices of citizens behind the scenes. Kill him. Why should the wretch be allowed to live?
  4341. 5:36:07–5:36:15VaSantaSena takes the garland of death from Charudatta's neck and throws it upon Sanztenaka.
  4342. 5:36:15–5:36:24You slave wench! Be merciful! Be merciful! I, I'll never murder you again! Protect me!
  4343. 5:36:24–5:36:31Come! Take him away! Noble Charudatta! Say what shall be done with the wretch!
  4344. 5:36:31–5:36:34Will you do as I see?
  4345. 5:36:34–5:36:37How can you doubt it?
  4346. 5:36:37–5:36:38Really?
  4347. 5:36:38–5:36:40Really?
  4348. 5:36:40–5:36:43Then let him be immediately.
  4349. 5:36:43–5:36:45Killed?
  4350. 5:36:45–5:36:48No, no, set free.
  4351. 5:36:48–5:36:50What for?
  4352. 5:36:50–5:36:56The humbled foe who seeks thine aid, thou mist not smite with steely blade.
  4353. 5:36:56–5:37:01All right, we will have the dogs eat him alive.
  4354. 5:37:01–5:37:05No, no, be cruelty with kindness paid.
  4355. 5:37:05–5:37:10Wonderful! What shall I do? Tell me, sir.
  4356. 5:37:10–5:37:13Why? Set him free.
  4357. 5:37:13–5:37:20It shall be done. Hooray! I breathe again. Exit, with the guards.
  4358. 5:37:20–5:37:27Mistress Vasantacina, the king is pleased to bestow upon you the title, wedded wife.
  4359. 5:37:27–5:37:30Sir, I desire no more.
  4360. 5:37:30–5:37:38Places the veil upon Vasantasena. To Charudatta. Sir, what shall be done for this monk?
  4361. 5:37:38–5:37:42Monk, what do you most desire?
  4362. 5:37:42–5:37:49When I see this example of the uncertainty of all things, I am twice content to be a monk.
  4363. 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.
  4364. 5:37:59–5:38:04It shall be done. It is all that I desire.
  4365. 5:38:04–5:38:08Now I am indeed brought back to life.
  4366. 5:38:08–5:38:11What shall be done for Stavaraka?
  4367. 5:38:11–5:38:18Let the good fellow be given his freedom. Let those headsmen be appointed chiefs of all the headsmen.
  4368. 5:38:18–5:38:23Let Chandanaka be appointed chief of all the police in the land.
  4369. 5:38:23–5:38:30Let the brother in law of the king continue to act exactly as he acted in the past.
  4370. 5:38:30–5:38:37It shall be done. Only that man, leave him to me, and Ill kill him.
  4371. 5:38:37–5:38:43He who seeks protection shall be safe. The humbled foe who seeks thy need.
  4372. 5:38:43–5:38:49Thou mist not smite with steely blade. Be cruelty with kindness paid.
  4373. 5:38:49–5:38:53Then tell me what I may yet do for you.
  4374. 5:38:53–5:38:55Can there be more than this?
  4375. 5:38:55–5:38:59I kept unstained my virtue's even worth.
  4376. 5:38:59–5:39:02Granted my enemy his abject suit.
  4377. 5:39:02–5:39:06Friend Ariaka destroyed his foreman's root.
  4378. 5:39:06–5:39:09And rules a king war all this dead fast-worth.
  4379. 5:39:09–5:39:13This dear-loved maiden is at last mine-worn.
  4380. 5:39:13–5:39:16And you united with me as a friend.
  4381. 5:39:16–5:39:23end. And shall I ask for further mercies? Shown, to me, who cannot sound these mercies
  4382. 5:39:23–5:39:30end? Fate plays with us like buckets at the well, where one is filled, and one in empty
  4383. 5:39:30–5:39:38shell, where one is rising, while another falls, and shows how life is changed, now
  4384. 5:39:38–5:39:44heaven, now hell, yet may the wishes of her epilogue be fulfilled. Epilogue may
  4385. 5:39:44–5:39:52kind yield streaming milk, the earth her grain, and may the heaven give never-failing rain.
  4386. 5:39:52–5:39:55The winds waft happiness to all that breeds.
  4387. 5:39:55–5:40:00And all that lives, live free from every pain.
  4388. 5:40:00–5:40:18विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक �

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तो लित्ल क्लेगात अग्लिष श्डज्स्ग्रिट प्रपेर्द फ्रम्द नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेक। अग्लिष श्वाविमर्शक रेक। अग्लिष श्वाविमर्विमर्शक रेक। brother-in-law of King Pala Ka STHAVARAKA, his servant another servant of SANSTHANAKA a courtier AROIAKA, a herdsman who becomes king SHARVARAKA, a Brahmin, in love with MADANIKA a Shampua, who becomes a Buddhist monk Mathura, a gambling master D-A-R-D-U-R-A-K-A, a gambler another gambler K-A-R-N-A-P-U-R-A-K-A Kumbilaka servants of V-A-S-A-N-T-A-S-E-N-A V-I-R-A-K-A, Shandanaka policeman G-O-H-A-A-H-I-N-T-A-Hedsman Bastard Pages, in Vasantasina's house A Judge, a Guildwarden, a Clerk, and a Beedle V-A-S-A-N-T-A-S-E-N-A, a courtesan Her mother M-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, made to V-A-S-A-N-T-A-S-E-N-A Another made to VASAN TASENA, the wife of C-H-A-R-U-D-A-T-T-A, R-A-D-A-N-I-K-A, are made 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. Unnumbed, till consciousness seems sunk in death. Within himself. With eye of truth. He sees. The all-soul. Free from all activities. May his. May Shiva's meditation be your strong defense. On the Great Self thinks he, knowing full well the world's vacuity. And again, May Shiva's neck shield you from every harm. That seems a threatening thunder cloud. Where on? Bright as the lightning flash. Lies Gauri's arm. Enough of this tedious work. Which fritters away the interest of the audience? Let me then most reverently salute the honourable gentleman, and announce our intention to produce a drama called, The Little Clay Cart. Its author was a man who vied with elephants in lordly grace, whose eyes were those of the Chakora bird that feeds on moonbeams. Glorious his face as the full moon. His person, all have heard, was altogether lovely, first in worth. Among the twice-born was this poet, known as Shudraka far over all the earth. His virtues depth, unfathomed and alone, and again, the Samaveda, the Rigveda II, the science mathematical. He knew. The arts were in fair courtesans' excel, and all the law of elephants as well. Through Shiva's grace, his eye was never dim. He saw his son a king in place of him. The difficult horse sacrifice he tried successfully entered the fiery tide. 100 years and 10 days old and died and yet again eager for battle. determined foe of scholars chief. Who to the Vader cling? Rich in the riches that aesthetics know. Glad, gains the foeman's elephant to show. His valour. Such was Shudraka. The kid विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर्चना, विचार-विमर् of love's pure festival in these two hearts, of prudent acts, a lawsuit's wrong and hate, a rascal's nature, and the course of fate. He walks about and looks around him. Why? This music room of ours is empty. I wonder where the actors have gone. Reflecting. Ah, I understand. Empty his house. To whom no child was born. Thrice empty his. Who lacks true friends and sure. Two fools. The world is empty and forlorn. But all that is. Is empty to the poor. I have finished the concert. And I've been practicing so long that the pupils of my eyes are dancing. And I'm so hungry that my eyes are crackling like a lotus seed. Dried up by the fiercest rays of the summer sun. I'll just call my wife and ask whether there is anything for breakfast or not. Hello? Here I am, but no. Both the particular occasion and the general custom demand that I speak prakrit. Speaking in prakrit. Confound it. I've been practicing so long and I'm so hungry that my limbs are as weak as dried up lotus stalks. Suppose I go home and see whether my good wife has got anything ready or not. He walks about and looks around him. Here I am at home. I'll just go in. He enters and looks about. Merciful heavens! Why in the world is everything in our house turned upside down? A long stream of rice water is flowing down the street. The ground, 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 and I'm starved to death. But everything seems top-sight 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 Charu Datta'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, man, the feast is set and you have it all to yourself. Besides, you shall have a present. I said no once. Why should you keep on urging me? He says no. Well, I must invite some other Brahmin Exit End of the prologue Enter with a cloak in his hand, May Traya 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 Charudatta as described, and Radhanika. Looking up and sighing virally. Upon my threshold, where the offering, was straightway seized by swans and flocking cranes. The grass grows now, and these poor seeds I fling. Fall where the mouth of worms their sweetness stains. He walks about very slowly and seats himself. Maitreya. Sharudatta is here. I must go and speak to him. Approaching. My greetings to you. May happiness be yours. Ah, it is my constant friend Maitreya. You are very welcome, my friend. Pre-be seated. Thank you. He seats himself. Well, comrade. Here is a jasmine scented cloak which your good friend Jirnavrita has sent. He bade me give it you as soon as you had finished your devotions. He presents the cloak, Charada takes it and remains sunk in thought. Well, what are you thinking about? My good friend, a candle shining through the deepest dark, is happiness that follows sorrow's strife. But after bliss when man bears sorrow's mark. His body lives a very death in life. Well, which would you rather, be dead or be poor? Ah, my friend, far better death than sorrow's show and slow. Some passing suffering from death may flow. But poverty brings never ending woe. My dear friend, be not thus cast down. Their wealth has been conveyed to the media. 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 आप आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� spent attracts no more. Oh, can found 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 whose favours do not hold, but he whose some time 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. Then scums despondency, and thence, despair, despair breeds folly, death is folly's fruit are. 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, Courtiers, servants, and royal favourites, they will take me now for fair pray, 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! Vasantacina, pursued by the courtier, by Sanztonaka, and the servant. Vasantacina. 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. Va Santicina, stop, stop, why should you tremble? you flee. अगिवा 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. Wentz. Smiton. Drops of crimson stream. Stop. Vesantasina. SH Top. You wake my passion, my desire, my love. You drive away my shall be in bed at night. Both fear and tearishing your heart to move. You trip an SH tumble in your head long 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 storm wind in his flight, Yet would not seize upon you, Though I might? Sansternaca! Lished unto me! Sure! Thish whip of robber love. Thish dancing girl. Eater of fish. Destroyer of her kin. Thish schnoob nose. Stubborn. Love box. Cortison. Thish clothesline. Wanton creature. Made of sin I gave her ten sweet names. And still, she will not bend her to my will. Kautya. As Kautya's 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 protege. Do whatever he may say, and you shall have good fish and flesh to eat. For when dogs have all the fish and the flesh that they can wish, even carrion seems to them no longer sweet. Cortia. Mistress Vasanticina. The girdle drooping low upon your hips. Flashes as brilliant as the shining stars. The wondrous terror of your fleeing Mars. Your charms. For Red Realgar. Loosened. Slips. As on an imaged god. From cheek and lips. Sants. We're chasing you with all our mane and might. 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, Parabhratika. Mehta, a man, a man. Don't be a coward. Madhavika, Madhavika. Laughing, 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 palavaka, 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 Kunti fair? Just look at me, my fingers in your hair. Just like Deuzhasana, I'll tear and tear. Look, look, my shwerd is sharp. Goodbye, poor head. Let's chop it off or kill you dead. Then do not try my wrath to shun. When you must die, your life is done. Sir, I am a weak woman. That is why you are still alive. That is why you're not murdered. Aside, oh, his very courtesy frightens me. Thumb, I will try this, aloud. Sir, what do you expect from this pursuit? My jewels? विचार-विमर्च्छि। विचार-विमर्च्छि। विचार-विमर्च्छि। विचार-विमर्च्छि। विचार-विमर्च्छि। विचार-विमर्च्छि। विचार-विमर्च्छि। विचार-विमर्च्छि। विचार-विमर्च्छि। You mushed 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 mistress. I shwear by the gentleman's head. I shwear 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, Bade 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 man may do't. Yet true love would be won by virtue, not violence. But, Masha, ever since the slave wench went into the park where Kama's temple stands, she has been in love with a poor man, with Charudatta, and she doesn't love me any more. His house is to the left. Look out and don't let her slip out of our hands. Aside. Poor fool. He has said the very thing he should have concealed. So Vasantasina is in love with Charudatta. The proverb is right. Pearl suits with Pearl. Well, I have had enough of this fool. Allowed. Did you say the good merchant's house was to the left? You jackass. Yes. His house is to the left. Aside, O, 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 Masha, it's pitch dark and it's like hunting for a grain of soot in a pile of spotted beans. Now you shave a Santa-sina and now you don't. Pitch dark it is indeed. The sudden darkness seems to steal the keenness of my sight, my open eyes, as with a seal. A closed by blackest night. And again? Darkness anoints my body and the sky. Drops ointment 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 Vasantasina. Is there anything you can trace her by, Jackass? Like what? For instance. Like the tinkling of her jewels, for instance, or the fragrance of her garlands. I hear the smell of her garlands, but my nose is stuffed so full of darkness that I don't see the sound of her jewels very clearly. to Vasantasina. Aside. Vasantasina. T is true. The night is dark. Oh, timid maid. And like the lightning hidden in the cloud, you are not seen. Yet you will be betrayed by fragrant garlands and by anklets loud. Have you heard me? Vasantasina. 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 a laugh. विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। Thus, the poor man's kinsmen do not heed his will. The friends who loved him once, now stand afar, his sorrows multiply, his strength is kneel, behold, his character's bright shining star. Fades like the waning moon. And deeds of ill, that others do, are counted to him still. And again, no man holds converse with him. One will greet, with due respect the poor man when they meet, where rich men hold a feast. If he draw near, he meets with scornful looks for looks of cheer, where vulgar throngs are gathered. 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 friend, when my poor life has met its woeful end. I sadly wonder, wither thou wilt go. Betraying his embarrassment, well, comrade, if I must go, at least let Radhanyika go with me to keep me company. Radhanika, you are to accompany my Traya. Yes, sir, my Traya, Mistress Radhanika, do you take the offering and the candle while I open the side door? He does so. It seems as if the door took pity on me and opened of itself. I will lose no time. But enter. She looks in. What? A candle? Oh dear. Oh dear. She puts it out with her skirt and enters. What was that, Maitreya? I opened the side door and the wind came through all in a lump and blew out the candle. Suppose you go out by the side door. Radhanika, 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 Vicentacina. Keep on looking, keep on looking. There's so. Meshda, Meshda, I've caught her, I've caught her. Idiot, you've caught me. You stand right here. Meshda, and 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, shtay where you're put. Both of you. He renews the search and seizes Red Annika by the hair. Masha. Masha. time I've caught her. I've caught Vicenticina. Through the black night she fled. Fled she. Her garlands schmell betrayed her. Like Chanakya caught Draupadi. I caught her here and stayed her. Ah! Proud to be so young. So fair. Too high thy love must not aspire. For now thy blossom fragrant hair. That merits richest gems and rare. Serves, but to drag thee through the mire. I've got your head. Girl, got it tight. By the hair. The locks. And the curls. To. Now, sh'cream. Squeak. Sh'grawl with all your might. Shiva. Ishwara. Shankara. Shamhu. In terror, 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. Changed her voice. Strange. Yet why so strange? She trod the stage. She learned the arts. She studied to deceive our hearts, and now she practices her parts. Enter Maitreya. 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 रदानेका मश्टर, मश्टर, आमन, आमन विस्टरस रडानेका, मश्टर, मश्टर, आमन, आमन 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 sans fanica. Ah, here is the Well, you brother-in-law to the king. Sansthanaka, you scoundrel, you coward, this is perfectly proper, isn't it? Charada the good is a poor man now, true, but are not his virtues an ornament to Ujaini. And so men break into his house and insult his servants. Insult not him, laid low by poverty, for none are counted poor by mighty fate. Yet he who falls from virtue's high estate. Though he be rich, no man as poor as he. Betraying his embarrassment. Have mercy. Oh great Brahmin! Have mercy! We intended no insolence. We merely mistook this lady for another. For we sought an amorous maiden. What? This one? Heaven forbid! One whose youth is in the guidance of her own sweet will. She disappeared. unconscious of the truth. We did what seems a purpose deed of ill. I pray you accept this all in all of humblest supplication. He drops his sword, folds his hands, and falls at Maitreya's feet. Good man, rise, rise. When I reviled you, I did not know you. Now I know you and I ask your pardon. It is I who should ask pardon. I will rise on one condition. And that is, That you will not tell Sharodatta what has happened here. I will be silent. Brahmin! This gracious act of thine! I bow my neck to bear. For never could this sort of mine, With virtues steel compare. Indignantly! But Meshda! What makes you fold your hands show helplessly and fall at the feet of fishmanican? I was afraid. What were you afraid of? Of Charudata'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. him could no man learn what insults be. Or ear his wealth was passed. This well-filled poor, that in its summer day, gave others drink. It self is dried away. Impatiently. Who is the shon of a slave wench anyway? Brave Shvataketu is he. Pandu's child, or rather's Sean, the ten-necked ogre wild, or Indra-data, or again, is he Sean of brave Rama and of fair Kunti, or Dharma-boot, Ashvathaman-bold, perhaps Jattayu's shelf, that vulture old fool. I will tell you who Charu-data is. A tree of life to them whose sorrows grow. Beneath its fruit of virtue bending low. 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. Curtisies 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 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? Charodata is happy once more. You mannequin! Give poor little Charodata fish mess-hague from me! Fish wench with golden ornaments and golden jewels. Fish female SHT age 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. be sure your meat is fried. Then let, em stand, and they will not. Bothers, homely, schmell and rot. Tell it to him prettily. Tell it to him craftily. Tell it to him show that I can hear it as I rush in the dove coat on the top of my own palace. If you shay it different, I'll chew your head like an apple caught in the crack of a door. 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, There 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. Then accent. Mr. Sradanika, you must not tell good charodata of this outrage. I am sure you would only add to the poor man's sorrows. Good my Traya, you know Radhanika. Her lips are sealed. So be it. To Vasanthasena, Radhanika, Rohasena likes the fresh air, but he will be cold in the evening chill. Pray bring him into the house and cover him with this mantle. He gives her the mantle. To herself, see, he thinks I am his servant. She takes the mantle and perceives its perfume. Oddently 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 Charudattasi Come, Radha Nika, take Rohasinam 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, Then ancient friendships will no longer be विचार-विमर्शक बाषाक 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 No, I may not gaze upon another's wife. Oh, you need not fear that you are looking at another man's wife. This is Vasantasina, who has been in love with you ever since she saw you in the garden where Kama's temple stands. What? This is Vasantasina, aside, my love for whom, my fortune spent my wretched self in between has rent. Light cowards anger, inward bent. My friend that brother in law of the king says, Well? This wench with golden ornaments and golden jewels. This female stage manager looking after the rehearsal of a new play. This vasantasina, she has been in love with you ever since she went into the park where Kama's temple stands, and when we tried to conciliate her by force. She went into your house. To herself. Tried to conciliate me by force. Truly, I am 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. Temp-tuously, 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. He hands him the jewels. Receiving them, Heaven bless you, Madam. Fool! They are only entrusted to us. Aside! Then the thieves may take them, for all I care. In a very short time. Which she has entrusted to us, belongs to us. I shall restore them. I should be grateful, sir, if this gentle man would accompany me home. My Tria, pray accompany our guest. She walks as gracefully as a female swan, and you are the gay flamingo to accompany her, but I am only a poor Brahmin, and wherever I go, the people will fall upon me just as dogs will snap at a victim dragged to the crossroads. Very well, I will accompany her myself. Let the torches be lighted. To ensure our safety on the highway. Vardamanaka, light the torches. Aside to Matriya, what, light torches without oil? Aside to Charadatta, these torches of ours are like courtesans who despise their poor lovers. They won't light up unless you feed them. Enough. विचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाविचार-विमाव We have reached your home. Pray enter. Vasantasina gazes ardently at him. Then exit. Comrade, Vasantasina is gone. Come. Let us go home. All creatures from the highway take their flight. The watchmen pace their rounds before our sight. To forestall treachery 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 Vasantacina, Seated, 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, exit. 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, Karma is indeed mighty, and his great festival is welcome when one is young. But tell me, mistress, is it a king, or a king's favorite, whom you worship? Girl, I wish to love, not to worship. Is it a Brahman 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 Brahmin, 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 courtesan 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 विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। him? You have guessed it, a voice behind the scenes. Oh, sir, a shampooer owes me 10 gold pieces. And he got away from us. Hold him, hold him, to the fleeing shampooer. Stop, stop, I see you from here. Enter hurriedly a frightened shampooer. Oh! Confound this gambling business! Freed from its tether. The ace I might better say. Ask, how it kicks me. And the cast of the dice called the spear proves true to its name. For it sticks me. The keeper's whole attention was busy with the score. So it took no great invention to vanish through the door. But I cannot stand forever. In the unprotected street is there no one to deliver. I would fall before his feet. While the keeper and the gambler are looking somewhere else for me. I'll just walk backwards into this empty temple and turn goddess. He makes all sorts of gestures, takes his place, and waits. to Matura and the Gambler. Oh, sir, a Shampooer owes me ten gold pieces, and he got away from us. Hold him, hold him. Stop, stop, I see you from here. You may run to hell, if they'll take you in. With Indra, the God, you may stay, for there's never a God can save your skin. While Matura wants his pay. Oh, wither flee you, nimble rambler, you that cheat an honest gambler, you that shake with fear and shiver, all a tremble, all a quiver, you that cannot trip enough. On the level ground and rough, you that stain your social station, family, and reputation. Examining the footprints, here he goes, and here the tracks are lost. Gaze is at the footprints. Reflectively. Look! The feet are turned around. And the temple hasn't any image. After a moment's thought, that rogue of a shampoor has gone into the temple with his feet turned around. Let's follow him. All right, they enter the temple and take a good look, then make signs to each other. What, a wooden image? Of course not, it's stone. He shakes it with all his might. Then makes signs. What do we care? Come, let's have a game. He starts to gamble as hard as he can. Trying with all his might to repress the gambling fever. Aside. Oh. Oh. Oh. The rattle of dice is a charming thing. When you haven't a copper left, It works like a drum on the heart of a king. Of all his realm bereft, for gamblers leap down a mountain steep I know I shall not play. Yet the rattle of dice is as sweet as the peep. Of nightingales in May. My turn, my turn. Not much, it's my turn. Coming up quickly from behind. Isn't it my turn? We've got our man. Seizing him. You jailbird, you're caught. Pay me my ten gold pieces. I'll pay you this very day. Pay me this very minute. I'll pay you. Only have mercy. Come, will you pay me now? My head is getting dizzy. He falls to the ground. The others beat him with all their might. They're drawing the gambler's ring. You're bound by the gambler's ring. Rises. Despairingly. What? Bound by the gambler's ring. Confound it. That is a limit which we gamblers can't pass. Where can I get the money to pay him? Well then, you must give surety. I have an idea. He nudges the gambler. I'll give you half, if you'll forgive me the other half. Alright. To matter a. 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 you forgave me a half? Yes. Then I'll... 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 every bit of my money and this minute too how can I pay sell your father and pay where can I get a father sell your mother and pay where can I get a mother sell yourself and pay have mercy lead me to the King's Highway go ahead if it must Just 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? 612 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 four 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 Dar-doraka's arm. Look, gentlemen. Look, the man in the ragged cloak calls ten gold pieces a mere bagatelle. tell. My good fool, don't I risk ten gold pieces on a cast of the dice? Suppose a man has money, is that any reason why he should put it in his bosom and show it? But you, you'll lose your cast. You'll lose your विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्विश्� doesn't win? Then he won't pay you. This is no time for nonsense. If you say that, you can give him the money yourself. My name is Matura. I'm a swindler and I play a crooked game. And I'm not afraid of anybody. You are an immoral scoundrel. Who did you say was immoral? You're immoral. Your father is immoral. 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 as 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, proportioned 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. Gina 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 बाषाक 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 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 dons 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 Sharodatta. 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 Sharidatta's name. Heaven bless you. Sharidatta. You are the only man in the world who really lives. All others merely breathe. He falls at Vasantasena's feet. Enough. Madam. Enough. Pray be seated. Madam. Seating herself. Where is he who is so richly your creditor, sir? The good man's wealth consists in kindly deeds. All other wealth is vain and quickly flies. The man who honors not his neighbor's needs. Does that man know what honor signifies? But to continue. So I became a servant in his employ. And when his wealth was reduced to his virtue, I began to live by gambling, but fate was cruel, and I lost ten gold pieces. I am ruined. I am robbed. There are the gambling master and the gambler. Looking for me. You have heard my story. Madam. The rest is your affair. Mother Nika. The birds fly every wither when the tree is shaken in which they have their nests. Go, girl, and give the gambling master and the gambler this bracelet, and tell them that this gentleman sense it. She removes a bracelet from her arm, and gives it to Madanika. Receiving the bracelet, yes, mistress, she goes out. I am ruined, I am robbed. Inasmuch as these two are looking up to heaven, and sighing, and chattering, and fastening their eyes on the door. I conclude that they must be the gambling master and the gambler. Approaching, I salute you, sir. May happiness be yours. Sir, which of you is the gambling master? O maiden, fair but something less than shy. With red lip wounded in love's ardent play. On whom is bent that sweet? Coqueta shy? For whom that lisp that steals the heart away? I haven't got any money. You'll have to look somewhere else. You are certainly no gambler, if you talk that way. Is there anyone who owes you money? There is. He owes ten gold pieces. What of him? In his behalf my mistress sends you this bracelet. No, no, he sends it himself. Seizing it joyfully. Well, well, you may tell the noble youth that his account is squared. Let him come and seek delight again in gambling. Exe and Matura and the Gambler Returning to Wusentassina. Mistress, the gambling master and the gambler have gone away well-paced. दो, सर, आं कमफोट यो किन्सपोक. आ, मादम, अछिक मेथिली भी आजिक जाड़ा दे प्रक्तिस तर आद और अचिक आद आद आद आद. 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 shampooer. A gambler. A Buddhist monk. Sir, you must not act too precipitately. Madam, my mind is made up. He walks about. I gambled. And in gambling I did fall. Till everyone beheld me with dismay. Now I shall show my honest face to all. And walk abroad upon the king's highway. to mulchuous cries behind the scenes. Listening. What is this? What is this? Addressing someone behind the scenes. What did you say? Post-breaker. The Santa Sena's rogue elephant. Is at liberty. Hurrah. I must go and see the lady's best elephant. No? No. What have I to do with these things? I must hold to my resolution. exit then enter hastily karnapuraka highly delighted wearing a gorgeous mantle where is she where is my mistress insolent what can it be that so excites you you do not see your mistress before your very eyes perceiving vasantasina mistress my service to you Karnpur ka, your face is beaming. What is it? Proudly. Oh, Mistress. You missed it. You didn't see Karnapuraka's heroism today. What? Karnpur ka, what? Listen, post-breaker. My mistress rogue elephant, broke the stake he was tied to, killed his keeper, and ran into the street. Making a terrible commotion, you should have heard the people shriek. Take care of the babies as quick as you can. And climb up a roof or a tree. The elephant rogue wants the blood of a man. Escape, run away, can't you see? And how they lose their ankle rings. 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 Bujaini, as if it were a lotus pond in full flower. At last he comes upon a Buddhist monk. And while the man's staff and his water jar and his begging bowl fly every which way, he drizzles water over him and gets him between his tusks. The people see him and begin to shriek again, crying, Oh, oh, the monk is killed, quote, Anxiously, oh, what carelessness, what carelessness. Don't be frightened, just listen, mistress. Then, with a big piece of the broken chain dangling about him, he picked him up, picked up the monk between his tusks, and just then Karnapuraka 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. I hit him, in a fit of passion. Too he really looked like some great mountain peak. And from between those tusks of his eye drew the sacred hermit meek. Splendid, splendid, but gone. Then, Mistress, all Ujaiini tip over to one side, like a ship loaded unevenly, and you could hear nothing but hurrah, hurrah for Karna Puraka. Then, Mistress, a man touched the places where he ought to have ornaments. and finding that he hadn't any looked up heaved a long sigh and threw this mantle over me find out Karnpurka whether the mantle is perfumed with jasmine or not mistress the elephant perfume is विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। The mantel is very becoming to her, Karnpuraka. Oh, yes, the mantel is becoming enough. Here is your reward, Karnpuraka. She gives him a gem. Taking it and bowing low. Now the mantel is most wonderfully becoming. Karnapuraka, where is Charu Dutta now? He started to go home along this very street. this very street. Come, girl, let us go to the upper balcony and see Charuditta, exceint Omnus. Enter Charudatta's servant, Vada Manaka. A master, kindly and benevolent, his servants love, however poor he be, the purse proud, with a will on harshness bent, pays service in the coin of cruelty. And again, a bullock greedy for a feast of corn. You never can prevent, a wife who wants her lord to wear a horn. You never can prevent, a man who loves to gamble night and morn. You never can prevent, and blemishes that with a man are born. You never can prevent, it is some time since Charada went to the concert. It is past midnight, and still he does not come. I think I will go into the outer hall and take a nap. He does so. Enter Charudatta and Maitreya. How beautifully re-bulsam! The loot is indeed a pearl. A pearl not of the ocean. Gently the anxious lovers heart befriending. Consoling when true lovers may not meet. To love lawns soul's the dearest comfort sending. It adds to sweetest love it's more of sweet. Well then, let's go into the house. But how wonderfully master Rabhaela sang. There are just two things that always make me laugh. One is a woman talking Sanskrit, and the other is a man who tries to sing soft and low. Now when a woman talks Sanskrit, She is like a heifer with a new rope through her nose. All you hear is, Su. Su. Su. And when a man tries to sing soft and low, he reminds me of an old priest muttering texts. While the flowers in his chaplet dry up. No, I don't like it. My friend, Master Rebhila sent most wonderfully this evening. And still you are not satisfied. The notes of love, peace, sweetness, Could I trace the note that thrills the note of passion to the note of woman's loveliness and grace are my poor words add nothing nothing new but as the notes in sweetest cadence rang I thought it was my hidden love who sang the melody of song the stricken strings in undertone that half unconscious clings. More clearly sounding when the passions rise. But ever sweeter as the music dies. Words that strong passion fain would say again. Yet checks their second utterance, in vain. For music sweet as this lives on. Until, I walk as hearing sweetest music still. Let's 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. Behind the western mountain, and the tips, of her uplifted horns alone appear. Take two sharp pointed dusks uplifted here, where bathes an elephant in water's cool. Who shows not else above the jungle pool? Well, here's our house. Vardamanaka, Vardamanaka, open the door. I hear Matriya's voice. Charadatta has returned. I must open the door for him. He does so. Master, I salute you. Matriya, I salute you too. The couch is ready. Pray be seated. Charadatta and Matriya enter and seat themselves. Vardhamanaka, call Radhanika to wash our feet. Compassionately. She sleeps. Do not wake up. 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 Nujaini 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 breach should in the walls be made. So treatises on robbery declare. Where does the palace crumble? Where the place That nighter eaten bricks full soundness where? Where shall I, scape the sight of woman's face? Fulfillment of my wishes waits me there. He feels the wall. Here is a spot weakened by constant sun and sprinkling and eaten by salt-peeter rot. And here is a pile of dirt thrown up by a mouse. Now heaven be praised. My venture prospers. This is the first sign of success for Scander's sons. Now, first of all, how shall I make the breach? The Blessed Bearer of the Golden Lance has prescribed four varieties of breach. Thus, if the bricks are baked, pull them out. If they are unbaked, cut them. If they are made of earth, wet them. If they are made of wood, split them. here we have baked bricks. ergo. pull out the bricks. now what shall be the shape I give the breach? a lotus? विश्सिस्टन, क्रेसण्मून, और, सुन, अब्लूं, और, क्रोस, और, भूल्जिंप्ट, फूर इच्छ, त्रीटिस लिज्पर्मित, विच्वाश्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च्च् 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 anoints himself. Alas! I have forgotten my measuring line, reflecting, Aha! This sacred cord shall be my measuring line. Yes, the sacred cord is a great blessing to a Brahmin, especially to one like me. For, you see. With this he measures. Here he pierces 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 bodies lie. I see their feet beyond the bedstead peep. The lighted candle vexes, not the eye. It would, if they were only feigning sleep. He looks about him. What a drum! And here is a flute! And here a snare drum! And here a lute! And 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. Too. 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. Suppose I take it. But no. It is hardly proper to rob a man of good birth. Who is as poor as I am? I go. My friend, by the wishes of cows and brahmens, I conjure you to take this golden casket. One may not disregard the sacred wish of a cow and the wish of a brahmin. I will take it. But look. There burns the candle. I keep about me a moth for the express purpose of extinguishing candles. I will let him enter the flame. This is his place and hour. May this moth, which I hear release, depart to flutter above the flame in varying circles. The breeze from the insect's wings has translated the flame into a cursed darkness. Or shall I not rather curse the darkness brought by me upon my Brahmanic family? For my father was a man who knew the four Vedas, who would not accept a gift. And I, Shavilaka, his son, and a Brahmin? I am committing a crime for the sake of that courtesan girl Madanaka. Now I will grant the Brahmin's wish. He reaches out for the casket. How cold your fingers are, man! What carelessness! My fingers are cold from touching water. Well, I will put my hand in my armpit. He warms his left hand and takes the casket. Have you got it? I could not refuse Abramon's request, I have it. Now I shall sleep as peacefully as a merchant who has sold his wares. Oh, great, Bramon! Sleep a hundred years. Alas, that a Brahmin family should thus be plunged in darkness for the sake of Medanaka, a courtesan. Or better? I myself am thus plunged in darkness. A curse on poverty. I say, T is stranger to the 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 Medanaka'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? Why? I am a cat for crawling. And a deer for flight. A hawk for rending. And a dog for sight. to judge the strength of men that wake or sleep. A snake, when tea is advisable to creep, illusions self to 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 hare. In strength I am a lion. And a wolf to rend and tear. Entering. Dear me. Vardamannakha went to sleep in the outer court. And now he is not there. Well, I will call my treyor. She walks about. prepares to strike down Radanika, 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 Charadotta. Get up! A thief has made a hole in the wall of our house and has escaped. Yes, yes, a truce to your jests. But it isn't a jest look. Where? Why, here. Gazing, what a very remarkable hole. The bricks are drawn away below. Above, the top is narrow, but the centre-wide, as if the Great House heart had burst with pride. fearing less the unworthy ship विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। For what man here in Ujjaini does not know how much wealth there is in our house? Stranger he must have been who made the breach. His customs harvest in my house to reap. He has not learned that vanished riches teach. A calm, untroubled sleep, he saw the sometime greatness of my home. And forced in entrance, for his heart did leap. With short lived hope, now he must elsewhere roam. And overbroken hopes must solly weep. Just think of the poor fellow telling his friends, I entered the house of a merchant's son. And found, nothing. Do you mean to say that you pity the rascally robber? Thinks he, here's a great house. Here's the place to carry off a jewel casket or a gold casket. He remembers the casket, Respondently, 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 the inglorious poor. Alas, if envious fate before has wooed my wealth alone, why should she seek my store of virtue as her own? 25. I intend to deny the whole thing. Who gave anybody anything? Who received anything from anybody? Who was a witness? And shall I tell a falsehood now? No, I will beg until I earn the wearer dhal my debt to pay. In noble falsehood I will spun. That steals the character away. I will go and tell his good wife. She goes out, returning with Sherudita's wife. Anxiously. Oh, is it true that my lord is uninjured, and may Treyor too? It is true, mistress. But the gems which belong to the court of Xan have been stolen. Sherudita's wife swoonz. 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 Maitreya Hither. Yes! Mistress! She approaches Maitreya. Maitreya, 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. तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ तुछ � 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. Indi a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away. Ah, this the poor man lacketh still. My Tria, take the necklace and go to Vasantasena. Tell her in my name that we have gambled away the golden casket, forgetting that it was not our own, that we trust she will accept this necklace in its place. But you must not give away this necklace. The pride of the Four Seas. For that cheap thing that was stolen before we had a bite or a drink out of it. Not so, my friend. She showed her trust in leaving us her treasure. The price of confidence has no less measure. Friend, I conjure you by this gesture. Not to return until you have delivered it into her hands. Vrdhamanka, do you speedily fill up the opening with the self-same bricks? Thus will I thwart the process of the law. For the blemish of so great a scandal sticks. And, friend Maitreya, you must show your pride by not speaking too despondently. How can a poor man help speaking despondently? Poor I am not, my friend, for I have a wife whose love outlasts my wealthy day. In thee a friend through good and ill. And truth that not could take away. Ah, this the poor man lacketh still. Go then, and after performing rites of purification, I will offer my morning prayer. Excient Omnus. Enter a maid. I am entrusted with a message for my mistress by her mother. Here is my mistress. She is gazing at a picture and is talking with Madanika. I will go to her. She walks about. Then enter Vasantasena as described. And Madanika. Madhanika girl, is this portrait really like Charu Dutta? Very like. How do you know? Because my mistress eyes are fastened so lovingly upon it. Madhanika girl, do you say this because Kautasan courtesy demands it? But mistress, is the courtesy of a girl who lives in a Kautasan's house, necessarily false. Girl, potterzans 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 Ditta 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 Charvilaka. 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 manoeuvres did I constantly. essay. And by such means succeeded in turning night today. He walks about. Girl, leave this picture on my sofa and come back at once with a fan. Yes, mistress, exit with the picture. This is Vasanthesena's house. I will enter. He does so. I wonder where I can find Madanaka. 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 Shravilga. Oh, oh, oh, Shravilga. I am so glad, Sharvelka. Where have you been? I will tell you. They gaze at each other passionately. How Mother Nika lingers. I wonder where she is. She looks through a bull's eye window. Why? There she stands. Talking with a man. Her loving glance does not waver. And she gazes as if she would drink him in. I imagine he must be the man who wishes to make her free. Well, let her stay. Let her stay. Never interrupt anybody's happiness. I will not call her. Tell me, Sharvilka. Sharvilaka looks about him uneasily. What is it, Sharvilka? You seem uneasy. I will tell you a secret. Are we alone? Of course we are. What? A deep secret? I will not listen. Tell me, Medanaka. Will Vasanticina take a price for your freedom? The conversation has to do with me. Then I will hide behind this window and listen. I asked my mistress about it. Sharvilaka. And she said that if she could have her way, she would free all her servants for nothing. But, Sharvilaka, 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 sinned. Oh, Sherwilka, 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, Sherwilka, your character was without a stain. You didn't do anything very bad. Did you? When for my sake you did the deed of sin? The gems that magnify a woman's charm. As flowers the creeping plant. I do not harm. I do not rob the Brahmin of his pelf. Nor seize the sacrificial gold myself. I do not steal the baby from the nurse. Simply because I need to fill my purse. Even as a thief. I strive with mane and might. For just distinction, twix the wrong and right. And so you may tell Vasan to see neither 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 Sharvelaka, 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। विश्ट बाषान्त शारइड़ाता विश्ट अछि। विश्ट अछि। This morning I heard in the merchant's quarter that the merchant chari-data Basantacena and Medanica swoon Medanica! Come to yourself! Why is it that now your figure seems to melt in limp despair? Your eyes are wildly rolling here and there? That when I come? Sweet girl! To make you free! You fall to trembling! Not to pitying me! Coming to herself. Oh, you reckless man. When you did with you what not to have done for my sake. You didn't kill anybody or hurt anybody in that house? 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 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 arse will ever bear. Rice never springs from seeds of barley sown. A courtesan is not an honest fair. A cursed chariodata. You shall not live. He takes a few steps. Seizing the 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. 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 gentle man, and give the jewels to my mistress. And what then? Then you are no thief, Charo-dictor 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, Madhu Nika, good. Spoken like a free woman. Risen at last is wisdom's light. Because I followed after you, when clouds obscure the moon by night. Tis hard to find a guide so true. Then you must wait here a moment in Karma's shrine, While I tell my mistress that you have come. I will. Approaches Vasantasina, mistress, Ibrahman has come from Charodatta to see you. But girl, how do you know that he comes from Charodatta? Should I not know my own, mistress? Shaking her head and smiling. Aside, splendid, allowed, bid him enter. Yes, Mistress. Approaching Sharvelka. Enter, Sharvelka. 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? Allowed. And this commission is... You will be good enough to accept Madanika. Madam, I do not quite understand. But I do. How so? Charu Dittal 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. Charidata. Good. On virtue only set your heart's desire. The righteous poor attain to heights where to. The wicked wealthy never may aspire. And again? On virtue let the human heart be set. To virtue, nothing serves as check or let. The moon, attaining unattainable, is led by 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. Viping, my mistress drives me away. She falls at her feet. You are now the one to whom honor should be paid. Go then, enter the cart. But do not forget me. Heaven bless you. And you, Medanica. Turn upon her a happy face. and hail with bended head the grace. That gives you now the name of wife. As a veil to keep you safe through life." He enters the bullet cart with 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 thereyat. King Palakka has taken him from his hamlet and thrown him into strict confinement. Therefore be watchful and 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. A hundred brides may विश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्� Bring my wife thither. Yes, sir. Madanaka, if you desire it, dear. But dear, you must be very careful. Exit. Now is for me. I'll rouse my kin. The kitchen cabinet. Those high in fame by strength of good right arm. And those who would the king's contempt have met. And royal slaves. To save my friend from harm. Like old Yagandarayana. For the good King Udayana. And again? My friend has causeless been confined by wicked foes of timid kind. I fly. I fly to free him soon. Like the eclipse-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 Maytraya 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. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the first cord are rows of balconies brilliant as the moon. Or as seashells, or as lotus stalks, whitened by handfuls of powder strewn over them, gleaming with golden stairways inlaid with all sorts of gems. They seem to gaze down on Ujai-ini with their round faces. The crystal windows, from which strings of pearls are dangling. The porter sits there and snoozes as comfortably as a professor. The crows which they tempt with rice gruel and curdled milk will not eat the offering. Because they can't distinguish it from the mortar. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the second court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the second court the cart-bullocks are tied. They grow fat on mouthfuls of grass and pulse-stocks which are brought them. and left, by everybody, their horns are smeared with oil. And here is another, a buffalo, snorting like a gentleman insulted. And here is a ram having his neck rubbed. Like a prize fighter after the fight. And here are others, horses having their mains put in shape. And here in a stall is another. A monkey, tied fast like a thief. He looks in another direction. And here is an elephant. Taking from his drivers a cake of rice and drippings 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 gentlemen to sit on. A half-red book is lying on the gaming table. the table itself has its own नाटक विचार-विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग आछि। नाटक विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग आछि। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। नाटक विमर्शक रेक। The symbols are falling, as the stars fall from heaven when their merit is exhausted. The pipe is discoursing music as sweet as the humming of bees. And here, again, is a lute that somebody is holding on his lap like a girl who is excited by jealousy and love. And he is stroking it with his fingers. And here, again, are courtesan girls that sing as charmingly as honey-drunken bees. And they are made to dance and recite a drama with love in it. And water coolers are hanging in the windows so as to catch the breeze. Show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the fifth court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the fifth court the overpowering smell of asafetida and 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. 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 our 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. 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 midden, they, drink, show me the way, madam. Come, sir, and enter the seventh court. Enter's and looks about. Well, here in the seventh court the mated doves are sitting comfortably in their snug dove coats. Billing and cooing and nothing else. And perfectly happy, and there is a parrot in a cage, chanting like a Brahmin with a bellyful 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. pigeons are being provoked. A tame peacock that looks as if he was adorned with all sorts of gems is dancing happily about. And as he flaps his wings, he seems to be fanning the roof which is distressed by the rays of the sun. He looks in another direction. Here are pairs of flamingos like moonbeams rolled into a ball that wander about after pretty girls. As विचार-विमर्शक नाटक 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 ना 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 Vasantacina'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 peek in pine. A jackal pack would have its fill. Well, I have seen Vasantasina'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 jesamin, the navamalaka, 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 gore besmeared. Good! Now where's your mistress? If you would stop stargazing, sir, you would see her. Perceives Visantasina 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 my trayor, do friends, like birds, yet seek a shelter free. Beneath the modest boughs of this fair tree, whose leaves are virtues, confidence its Its blossoms on her, good its precious fruit. Aside, a good description by a naughty woman. Aloud, they do, indeed. Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming? Listen, madam, the excellent charidata 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. No, I will not waver. My heart is journeying to him I love. Take the necklace, girl, and come quickly. Exceeant Omnis. The love-lawn Charodata appears, seated. Looks up, an untimely storm is gathering. For see, the peacocks gaze and lift their fans on high. The swans forget their purpose to depart. The untimely storm afflicts the blackened sky. And the wistful lovers' heart. And again, the wet bull's belly wears no deeper dye. 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's silk and 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 fishes, or like dolphins shy, or like to swans, toward heaven's vault that fly. Like paired flamingos, then made together, like mighty pinnacles that tower on high. In thousand forms the tumbling clouds embrace. Though torn by winds, they gather, interlace, and paint the ample canvas of the sky. The sky is black as Drita Rastra's face, proud as the champion of Kuru's race. The Hottie Peacock shrills his joy abroad. The cuckoo, in Yudhishtira's sad case, is forced to wander if he would not die. The swans must leave their forest homes and fly. Like Pandu's sons, to seek an unknown place. Reflecting. It is long since Maitreya went to visit Vasanthasena. And even yet he does not come. Dr. 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 I LL 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, I LL find my friend and persuade him to have nothing more to do with this courtesan. He walks about until he discovers Charodata. 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. Pray 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 love? 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 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, braum and 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 wear these dwell, not even rogues are born. Oh, my friend, a truce to all your detraction. My poverty of itself prevents me. For consider, the horse would gladly hasten here and there. But his legs fail him. For his breath departs, so men's vain wishes wander everywhere. Then, weary grown, return into their hearts, then too, my friend, if wealth is thine, the maid is thine, for maids are won by gold. Aside, and not by virtue cold, allowed, but wealth is now no longer mine, and her I may not hold. 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, kumbhalaka, go and tell Sharudatta that I am coming. So here I am, on my way to Sharudatta's house. He walks about and as he enters discovers Charodata Here is Charodata in the orchard and here is that wretched jack-o'-napes To well, I'll go up to them. What? The orchard gate is shut. Good. I'll give this jack-o'-napes a hint He throws lumps of mud Well, who is this pelting me with mud as if I were an apple tree inside of a fence? Doubtless the pigeons that play on the roof of the garden house. Wait a minute, you confounded pigeon. With this stick I'll bring you down from the roof to the ground. Like an overripe mango, he raises his stick and starts to run. Holding him back by the sacred cord. Sit down, my friend, what do you mean? Leave the poor pigeon alone with his mate. What? He sees the pigeon and doesn't see me. Good. I'll hit him again with another lump of mud. He does so. Looks about him. What? Cumbulaka? I'll be with you in a minute. He approaches and opens the gate. Well, Cumbulaka, come in. I'm glad to see you. Enters. I salute you, sir. Where do you come from, man, in this rain and darkness? You see, she's here. Who's she? Who's here? She. See, she. Look here, you son of a slave. What makes you sigh like a half-starved old beggar in a famine? With your, she, she, she. And what makes you hoot like an owl with your, who, who, who? All right, tell me. Aside, suppose I say it this way. Allowed, I'll give you a riddle, man. It's नाटक आछिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव आजिव You fool, in spring, in wasanta. Returns to kumbolaka. You fool, in spring, in vasanta. Now I ll 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 Kumbulaka here. Kumbulaka, you jackass, come here. Approaching. I salute you, sir. You are welcome, my good fellow. Tell me, is Wusanta Sina really here? Yes, she's here. Wusanta Sina is here. Joyfully, my good fellow, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded. Take this as your recompense. He gives him his mantle. Take it and boughs. Gleefully, I'll tell my mistress. Exit. Do you see why she comes in a storm like this? I do not quite understand, my friend. I know, she has an idea that the pearl necklace is cheap, and the golden casket expensive. She isn't satisfied, and she has come to look for something more. Aside, she shall not depart unsatisfied. Then enter the love-lawn vasanticina in a splendid garment. Fit for a woman who goes to meet her lover, a maid with an umbrella, and the courtier, Referring to Versanticina, Lakshmi without the lotus flower is she, loveliest arrow of God, come as bow, the sweetest blossom on love's magic tree. See how she moves, so gracefully and slow. In passion's hour she still loves modesty. In her good wives their dearest sorrow know when passion's drama shall enacted be. When on love stage appears the passing show, a host of wanderers shall bend them low, glad to be slaves in such captivity. See! Vasantacena! 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 आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� आ� But see, Vasantasena, another cloud, Spared by the fickle fury of the air, a flood of arrows in his rushing streams. His drum, the roaring thunder's mighty blare, His banner, 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. Look, serve, look, clouds, black as wet tamala leaves. The ball of heaven hide from our sight. Rain smitten homes of ants decay and fall. Like beasts that arrows smite. Like golden lambs within a lordly hall. Wander the lightnings bright, as when men steal the wife of some base-troll. Clouds rob the moon of light. See! Vasantacena! See! Clouds! Harnessed in the lightning's gleams, Like charging elephants dash by, At Indra's bidding. Pour their streams, Until with silver cords it seems, That earth is linked with sky, And look yonder. As herds of buffaloes, the clouds are black, The winds deny them ease, They fly on lightning wings and little lack. Of seeming troubled seas, smitten with falling drops, The fragrance odd, upon whose bosom greenest grass is nod, Seems pierced with pearls, each pearl an arrowy rod. And here is yet another cloud, the peacock's shrill voiced cry, Emplause it to draw nigh, and ardent cranes on high, Abrace it lovingly, the wistful swan's a spy, The lotus-sweetest 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 op'r 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, its seams as if the sky fell at our feet. In liquid, flowing streams and yet again, the clouds first darkly rise, then darkly fall, send forth their floods of rain and thunder all, 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 a- विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। Thus, why lie? To him I love drawn-eye. Why do thy thunders frighten me in pain? Why am I seized upon by hands of rain? O Indra, mighty Indra, did I then give thee of my love before? That now thy clouds like mighty lions roar? Ah, no! Thou shouldst not send thy streaming rain. To fill my journey to my love with pain. Remember, for ahalya sweet saake thou once didst lie. Thou knowest lovers' pain, as Thou didst suffer then. Now suffer I, O cruel, cease thy reign, and yet, thunder in reign enlighten hundredfold. Fort from thy sky above. The woman pounced Thou not delay nor hold. Who journeys to her lough? Let thunders roar, for men were cruel ever. But, O, Thou made enlightening, didst Thou never, know pains that maidens know. But mistress, do not scold the lightning. She is your friend. This golden cord that trembles on the breast of great Eravator. Upon the crest of rocky hills this banner all ablaze. This lamp in Indra's palace. But most blessed. As telling where your most beloved stays. And here, sir, is his house. You know all the arts, and need no instruction now. Yet love bids me prattle. When you enter here, you must not show yourself too angry. Where anger is. Their love is not. Or no? Except for anger hot. There is no love. Be angry. Make him angry, then. Be kind. And make him kind again the man you love. So much for that? Who is there? Let Charu Datta know. That while clouds look beautiful. And in the hour? Fragrant with neeper and cadamba flower. She comes to see her lover. Very wet. With dripping locks. But pleased and loving yet. Though lightning and though thunder terrifies, she comes to see you. Tea is for you, she sighs. The mud still soils the anklets on her feet. But in a moment she will have them sweet. Listening, my friend, free discover what this means. Yes, sir. He approaches Vasantasina. Respectfully, heaven bless you. I salute you. Sir, I am very glad to see you. To the courtier. Sir, the meet with the umbrella is at your service. Aside. A very clever way to get rid of me. Allowed. Thank you. And Mistress Vasanticina. Pride and tricks and lies and fraud. Are in your face. False playground of the lustful God Such is your face The wench is stock in trade In fine Epitome of joy'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 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, Basantacina smiles. Pray enter, Madam. Aside to her mead, what shall I see 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 Charu Ditta, and strikes him with the flowers which she holds. Well, Gamla, what luck this evening? discovers her, ah, Vasantasena is here, he rises joyfully, oh, my beloved, my evenings pass in watching ever. My nights from sighs are never free. This evening cannot else than sever in bringing you, my grief in me. You are very, very welcome, here is the seat, pray be seated. Here is a seat, be seated. विसंतसीना चित्स आप आप आप विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक विचार-विमर्शक नाटक अप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आ� आप आप आप आ� आ My Traeha, do you stay here? I will wait upon my Mistress. She does so. Aside to Charodata, my friend, I 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 Pleaver. My mistress came to ask how much that pearl necklace is worth. Aside to Charodota. There, I told you so. She thinks the pearl necklace is cheap. And the golden casket is expensive. She isn't satisfied. She has come to look for something more. For my mistress imagined that it was her own. And gambled it away. And nobody knows where the gambling master has gone, for he is employed in the king's business. Madam, you are simply repeating what somebody said before. While we are looking for him, pray take this golden casket. She displays the casket. My 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 Risto is practiced now on us. But no, I cannot think, T is really so. But it is so, I swear it on my brahmin hood. This is welcome news. Aside to 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 Charada's ear. So there. My good girl, is this really the same golden casket? Yes. Sir, the very same. My good girl, I have never let the bearer of welcome news go unrewarded. Take this ring as your recompense. He looks at his finger, notices that the ring is gone, and betrays his embarrassment. To herself, I love you for that. Aside to Maitreya, alas, when in this world a man has lost his all, why should he set his heart on longer life? His angers and his favours fruitless fall. His purposes and powers are all its strife. Like wingless birds, dry pools, or withered trees, like famless snakes, the poor are like to these. Like man-deserted houses, blasted trees, like empty wells, the poor are like to these. For them no pleasant hours serve happy ends. They are forgotten of their sometime friends. But you must not grieve thus beyond reason. He bursts out laughing, aloud, Madam, please give me back my bath cloud. Charu Dutta, it was not right that you should show your distrust of me by sending me this pearl necklace. With an embarrassed smile, but remember, Vasanta Sinha, who will believe the truth? Suspicion now is sure. This world will show no wrath. the inglorious poor. Tell me, girl, are you going to sleep here tonight? Laughing. But good, my 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 there's 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 Bears. Red lightning, glad in union, clasps the sky, with voluntary arms, and shows on high, the love that made an heart to lover bears. Vasantasena betrays her passion, and throws her arms about Charudatta. Charudatta feels her touch, and embraces her. No 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 thunder peel, for what I deemed impossible is show. Her dear loved arms about my neck I feel. And oh, my friend, he only knows what riches are. Whose love comes to him from afar. Whose arms that dearest form enfold. 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-riven, and to the sky-great Indra's fiery bow. In lieu of high-uplifted arms is given. Come, let us seek a shelter. He rises and walks about. On palm trees shrill. On thickets still. On boulders dashing. On waters splashing. Like a lute that, smitten. sings. The rainy music rings. Excellent 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 gambler? Mistress. After giving Vardamannaka his orders, Charidatta went to the old garden pushpark around her. What orders? To have the bullock cart ready before daylight, fur, he said, Vasantasena was to come. Where, girl? Where Charudatta 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 Ditta's servants vexed? They will be. When? When my mistress goes away. But not so much as I shall be. Persuasively, here, girl, take this pearl necklace. You must go and give it to my lady sister. His good wife, and give her this message. Worthy Charu Ditta's virtues have won me. Made me his slave, and therefore your slave also. And so I hope that these pearls may adorn your neck. But Mistress, Charu Datta will be angry with you. Though, he will not be angry. तेक्स तेनेक्लस, येस, मिस्ट्रस, शिगोजाद, तेन रेकूर्डिंज, मिस्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्ट्रस, विश्टरस, विश्टरस, विश्टरस, विश्टरस 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 Vasantasena. She approaches Vasantasena. I am glad to see you. Radha Nika. But whose little boy is this? He wears no ornaments. Yet his dear little face makes my heart happy. This is Sherudita's son, Rowsena. Stretches out her arms. Thumb, my boy. And put your little arms around me. me. She takes him on her lap. He looks just like his father. More than looks like him. He is like him. At least I think so. His father is perfectly devoted to him. But what is he crying about? He used to play with a gold cart that belongs to the son of a 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 leaf. Seem to be but playthings. Tearfully, don't cry, my child, you shall have a gold cart to play with. Who is she, Radhannaka? A slave of your fathers, won by his virtues. My child, the lady is your mother. That's a lie, Radhannaka. 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 bolt cart made for you. Exit Radanika, with Rohasena. Enter Vardamanaka, driving a bullet cart. Radanika, Radanika, tell Mistress Vasantasena that the covered cart is standing ready at the side door. 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 card 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 bullock cart. Stavaraka. And come as quick as you can to the old garden pushpackeranda. Well, I'm on my way there. Get up. Bullocks. Get up. He drives about and looks around. Why? The road is blocked with villagers' carts. What am I to do now? Haughtily. Get out of my way. You? Get out of my way! He listens. What's that? You want to know whose cart this is? This cart belongs to... विचार-विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग, 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 Get out of my way! What's that? You want me to wait a minute and put a shoulder to your wheel? Confound you! A brave man like me! That serves Sanktonaka! The king's brother-in-law! Put a shoulder to your wheel! After all, the poor fellow is quite alone. I'll do it! I'll stop my cart at the side door to Charu Datta's orchard. He does so! I'm coming! Exit! Mistress, I think I hear the sound of wheels. The cart must be here. Come, girl. My heart grows impatient. Go with me to the side door. Follow me, Mistress. Walks about. You have earned a rest, girl. Thank you, Mistress. Exit. said. Feels her right-right twitch as she enters the cart. Why should my right-right twitch now? But the sight of Charu Dutta 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. 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. Like elephants that break their chains and flee. I drag a fettered foot most painfully. In flight and wandering, King Palakka was frightened by a prophecy. Took me from the hamlet where I lived, fettered 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 awry, some man, no doubt, who feels must fortune's shock, as cruelly as I, I will enter here and wait. Get up, Bullocks! Get up! Listening, ah, a bullock cart is coming this way. If this should prove to be a picnic rig, its occupants not pivishly inclined. Some noble ladies waiting carriage-trig, or rich man's coach, that leaves the town behind and if it empty be. Fate-proofing kind, tea would seem a god sent to my anxious mind. Enter Vada Manaka with the bullet cart. There, I've got the cushion. Radha Nika, tell Mistress Vasantasina that the cart is ready and waiting for her to get in and drive to the old. Garden Pushbackaranda. listening. This is a cortisans cart. Going out of the city. Good. I'll climb in. He approaches cautiously. Here's him coming. Ah, the tinkling of ankle rings. The lady is here. Mistress. The nose rope makes the bullock skittish. You had better climb in behind. Ariaka does so. The ankle rings tinkle only when the feet are moving and the sound has ceased. Besides, the cart has grown heavy. I am shi- आशिवाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्व 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, Bhimingartha, 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 sun 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 herdsman protection While I am still living? Nine Ten Chandanaka You mercenary I swear on your heart Is being long out of prison For the herdsman escape Where the sun was half risen Get up, Bullocks, get up discovers him. Look, man, look, a covered cart is moving in the middle of the road. Investigate it. Who's 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 Charada's cart. Mistress Vasantacina is in it. I am taking her to the Old Garden Pushpakaranda to meet Charada. Approaches Chandanaka. The driver says it is charouded as cart. That Vasantacina is in it. That he is taking her to the Old Garden Pushpakaranda. Then let it pass without inspection? Certainly. On whose authority? On charuditas. Who is Charudata? Or who is Vasantasina? That the cart should pass without inspection. Don't you know Charudata? Man? Nor Vasantasina? If you don't know Charudata? Nor Vasantasina? Then you don't know the moon in heaven nor the moonlight. Who doesn't know this moon of goodness? Virtues lotus flower this gem of four broad seas This savior in man's luckless hour. These two are holy worshipful our cities ornaments Vasantasena Charudatta sea of excellence well well Chandanaka, Charudatta, Vasantasena, I know them perfectly, as well as I know anything, but I do not know my father when I am serving of my king. To himself, in a former existence the one must have been my enemy. The other my kinsmen, for see, their business is the same. their wies, unlike, and their desire, like fleems that gladden wedding-dies, and fleems 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. Lift the pole, man. Vaadamana. चंदनाखर दासो। तो विम्सल्फ, आद पलीस्मन अबाद तो इन्स्पेक्त मी। आद आप नो स्वादु। वो स्लक, बध अट लीस्ट, भोल्ड भीमा स्पिरित आविल शो। मैं आम शल भी मैं स्वाद। बेट अवर्याज देप दन वो। That sells and chains a foad. But the time to use force has not yet come. Chandanaka enters the cart and looks about. I seek your protection. Speaking in Sanskrit, he who seeks protection shall be safe. When he fight, that man will suffer hurts, will be abandoned of his friends and kin, becomes a mock for ever, who deserts, once seeking aid, tea is an unpardoned sin. What! the herdsman Ayaka, like a bird that flees from a hawk, he has fallen into the hand of the fowler, reflecting, he is no sinner, This man who seeks my protection and sits in Sherudit as 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 neighbour's ills to cure. If he must die, he dies, but then his reputation is secure." He gets down uneasily. I saw the gentleman correcting himself. I mean, the lady Vasantasina, and she says, Is it proper? Is it gentlemanly? When I am going to visit Charudatta, to insult me on the highway?" quote Chandanaka, I have my suspicions. Suspicions? How so? You gurgled in your craven throat. It seems a trifle shady. You said, I saw the gentleman, and then, I saw the lady. 20 that's why I'm not satisfied. What's the matter with you? Man? We Southerners don't speak plain. We know a thousand dialects of the barbarians, the Caches, the Cates, the Cadas, the Catebillars, the Carnators, the Carnas, the Pravaranas, the Dravidas, the Cholas, the Chinas, the Barbaras, the Caerys, the Carnas, the Muckas, the Madagatas, and all the rest of M. And it all depends on the way we feel whether we say, he, or she, gentlemen, or lady. Can't I have a look, too? It's the king's orders, and the king trusts me. I suppose the king doesn't trust me." Is entered his majesty's command? Aside. If people knew that the good herdsmen escaped in Sherudit as cart, then the king would make Charodata suffer for it. What's to be done? Reflecting. I'll stir up a quarrel the way they do down in the Carnatic. Allowed. Well. Viraka. I made one inspection myself. My name is Chandanaka, and you want to do it over again. Who are you? Confound it. Who are you? Anyway, an honorable and highly respectable person, and you don't remember your own family. Angrily, confound you. What is my family? Who speaks of such things? Speak. I think I'd better not. I know your family, but I won't say. 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? A broken whetstone in one hand, a thing that looks like scissors in the other wing to trim the scrubby beards that curl and cling. And you, why? You, rear captain of the king. Well, Chandanaka, you highly respectable person, you don't remember your own family either. me what is विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो विश्द तो वि Come and you, why you, rear captain of the king. Raffaully, I, Chandanaka, a tana. You can look at the cart. You, driver, turn the cart around. I want to look in. Vada Manaka does so. Varaka starts to climb in. Shandanaka seizes him violently by the hair. him down and kicks him. Rising, wrathfully, confound you. I was peaceably going about the king's business when you seized me violently by the hair and kicked me. So listen, if I don't have you drawn and quartered in the middle of the courtroom. My name's not Viraka. All right, go to court or to a hall of justice. What do I care for a puppy like you? I will. Exit. Looks about him. Go on. Driver. Go on. If anybody asks you, just say, the cart has been inspected by Chandanakar and Viraka. Mistress Vasantasina, let me give you a passport. He hands Ayakara sword, takes 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 oracle is justified. Meshiva, Vishnu, Brahma, Three in One, Protect Thee, and the Moon, and Blessed Slay all thy foes. As mighty Povati, slu Shumbha and Nishambha, fearfully. Exit Vada Manaka. With the bullet cart, Chandanaka looks toward the back of the stage. Aha! As he goes away, my good friend Shavalaka is following him. Well, I, V made an enemy of Varaka, the chief constable and the king's favorite, so I think I too had better be following him with all my sons and brothers. Exit. Enter Sharudatta and Maitreya. How beautiful the old garden pushbackoranda is. You are quite right, my friend, for see, the trees, 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, T is. Within whose cart I lie. Like Cuckoo Chicks, whose heartless mothers fly. and crows must rear the fledglings. अर दे ड़, आप कम अ लोंग दिस्टन्स फुम दे सिति, शलाई गेट अद अद गड औग औग विचार-विमर्शक नाट्गड आद विचार-विमर्शक नाट्गड आद आद औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औग औ man's heart. To see me rescued from misfortune see. This body, in its suffering, pain, and smart, is saved through his sweet magnanimity. Here is the garden, I ll drive in. He does so, matriah. Good news, my friend. It is Varda Monica's voice. Vasantacina must have come. Good news, indeed. You son of a slave, what That makes you so late. Don't 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, where the manca. Maitreya, my friend, help Wissentus'enor 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? Please end Mistress Vasantasina. This is Mr. Vasantasina. A truce 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 bullock cart. He is attractive not only to the ears of men, but also to their eyes. Thank heaven, I am safe. the bullock cart and discovers Ariyaka. 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 he? With such ignoble plight. His foot to fetters wed? Who are you, sir? I am one who seeks your protection, Aryaka, by birth a herdsman. Are you he whom king Palika took from the hamlet where he lived and thrust into prison? The same. Tea is fate that brings you to my sight. May I be reft of heaven's light. Air I desert you in your hapless plight. Aryaka manifests his joy. Lord Hanukka, 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 Ditta, my friend, I entered your cart somewhat unceremoniously. I beg your pardon. I feel honoured that you should use no ceremony with me. If you permit it, I now desire to go. Go in peace. Thank you, I will alight from the cart. No, my friend, the fetters have but this moment been removed. And you will find walking difficult. In this spot where men seek pleasure, A bullock cart will excite no suspicion. Continue your journey then in the cart. I thank you, sir. Seek now thy kinsmen. Happiness be thine. Ah, I have found thee, blessed kinsmen mine. Remember me, when thou hast cause to speak. Thy name, and not mine bone, my words shall seek. May the immortal gods protect thy ways. Thou didst protect me, in most perilous days. Nay, it was fate that sweet protection lent. But thou wasst chosen as fate's instrument. Seven. King Palakar is aroused, and protection will prove difficult. You must depart at once. Until we meet again, farewell. Exit. In 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. Far see विश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्वाविश्� reflecting. Let him enter by that path. While we depart by this, exit. Enter a monk with a wet garment in his hand. Year ignorant. Lay by a store of virtue. Restrain the belly. Watch eternally, Heeding the beat of contemplation's drum, for else the senses, fearful thieves they be, will steal away all virtues hoarded some. And further? I have seen that all things are transitory, so that now I am become the abode of virtues alone. Who slays the five men and the female bane, by whom protection to the town is given, by whom the outcast impotent is slain. He cannot fail to enter into heaven, though head be shorn and face be shorn. The heart unshawn. Why should man shave him? But he who's in most heart is shorn, needs not the shaven head to save him. I have dyed this robe of mine yellow, and now I will go into the garden of the king's brother in law, wash it in the pond, and go away as soon as I can. He walks about and washes the robe. Sh'top! You confounded monk! Sh'top! Discovers the speaker. Fearfully. Heaven help me. Here is the king's brother in law. 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 bullock. Where shall a defenseless man find a defender? But after all, the Blessed Lord Buddha is my defender. Enter the courtier, carrying a sword and Sannsternaka. Stop. You confounded monk. 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, es home more, monk. You are virtuous. You are a brick. She? He shays I'm virtuous. He shays I'm a brick. What do you think I am? A materialistic philosopher? Or a watering trough? Or a pot maker? You jackass! He praises you when he says that you are virtuous, that you are a brick. Well, sure, what did he come here for? To wash this robe. Confound the monk. My shishter's husband gave me the finessed garden there is. The garden pushparkeranda. Dogs and jackals drink the water in fish pond. Now I'm an arishhtakrat. I'm a man. And I don't even take a bath. And here you bring your stinking clothes. All stained with stale bean porridge. And wash, em. I think one good stroke will finish you. You jackass, I am sure he has not long been a monk. How can you tell? Sure. It doesn't take much to tell that. See? His hair is newly shorn. The brow still white. The rough cloak has not yet the shoulder scarred. He wears it awkwardly. It clings not tight. And here above, the fit is sadly marred. True, servant of the Blessed One, I have been a monk, but a short time. Then why haven't you been one all your life? He beats him. Buddha be praised. Stop beating the poor fellow. Leave him alone. Let him go. Just wait a minute, while I take counsel. With whom? With my own heart. Poor fellow, why didn't he escape? Bleshed little heart, my little shon and 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. Whose thoughts and deeds are all arrive these trees of flesh. These forms of stone. The monk makes faces at Sanktarnaka. 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. 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 whom a woman spurns, but loves them or the wise man's passion gentler burns, or passes over. Shome time has pashed. Sure, since I told my shervant stevarica to take the bullock cart and come as quick as he could, and even yet he is not here. I've 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-show 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 shtay to bear the heat and burden of the day. Well, sure, that shervant is ent here yet. I am going to shing shomething to pashe the time. He sings there, sure, did you hear what I shang? What shall I say? Ah, how melodious. Why should end it be? विमलोडरस्विमर्श्विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक विमर्शक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक न Why should ent it be melodorous? Of the flesh of the cook who I make up a chowder With devils dung added and black pepper powder With oil and with butter I sprinkle the meat Why should ent my voice be remarkably sweet? But sure, the chervant is ent here yet Be easy in your mind. He will be here presently Enter Vasantacina in the Bullock Heart 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 it tremble. There is no one in sight. Everything seems to dance before my eyes." Hearing the sound of wheels, the cart is here, sure. How do you know? Can't you see? It squeaks like an old hog. Perceives the cart. Quite true. It is here. Stavarica, my little Sean, my slave, are you here? Yes, sir. Is the cart here? Yes, sir. Are the bullocks here? Yes, sir. And are you here? Laughing, yes, master, I am here too. Then drive the cart in. By which road? right here, where the wall is tumbling down. Oh, master. The bullocks will be killed. The cart will go to pieces. And I, your servant, shall be killed. I'm the king's brother in law. Man, if the bullocks are killed, I, I'll buy S-Home more. If the cart goes to pieces, I, I'll have another one made. If you are killed, there will be another driver. Everything will be replaced, except me. Let the whole thing go to pieces. Drive in over the wall. Then break. Cut. Break with your driver. There will be another cut. I must go and present myself to my master. He drives in. What? Not broken? Master. Here is your cut. The Bullock's not SHPLIT in 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 this your father's cart? That you should enter it first? I own this cart. I'll enter it first. I only did what you said. Even if I do shei shou, you ought to be polite enough to shei, after you, Masha. After you, then. Now I'll enter. Devarika, my little shon, my slave, turn the cart around. Dusso. Enter, master. Enters and looks about, then hastily gets out in terror, and falls on the courtier's neck. Oh, oh, oh, you're a dead man. There's a witch, or a thief. That's sitting and living in my bullet cart. If it's a witch, we, all both be robbed. If it's a thief, we, I'll both be eaten alive. Don't be frightened. How could a witch travel in a bullet cart? I hope that the heat of the midday sun has not blinded you, so that you became the victim of an hallucination when you विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक।, विश्वारिक� show. On high-born dames I hesitate to gaze. In amazement, aside, oh, oh, it is that thorn in my eye. The king's brother in law. Alas, the danger is great, poor woman. My coming hither proves as fruitless as the sowing of a handful of seeds on salty soil. What shall I do now? Fish-old shervant is afraid and he won't look into the cart. Will you look into the cart, sure?" I see no harm in that. Yes, I will do it. Are those things jackals that I she flying into the air? And are those things crows that walk on all fours? While the witch is chewing him with her eyes, and looking at him with her teeth? I, I'll make my esch gapay." perceives Vasanticina. Sadly to himself. Is it possible? The gazelle follows the tiger. Alas! Her mate is lovely as the autumn moon. Who waits for her upon the sandy dune? And yet the swan will leave him. And will go. To dance attendance on a common crow. Aside to Versanticina. Ah, Versanticina. This is neither right, nor worthy of you. Your pride rejected him before, yet now for gold, and for your mother's will. No, she shakes her head. Your nature knows your pride no more. You honor him. A common woman still. Seventeen, did I not tell you to serve the man you love and him you hate. I made a mistake in the cart, and thus I came hither. I throw myself upon your protection. Do not fear. Come. I must deceive him. He returns to Sansternaca. Jackass. There is indeed a witch who makes her home in the cart. But sure, if a witch which is living there. Why aren't you robbed? And if it, essay thief, why aren't you eaten alive? Why try to determine that? But if we should go back on foot through the gardens until we came to the city? To Ujjaini? What harm would that do? And if we did, what then? Then we should have some exercise, and should avoid tiring the bullocks. All right, Stavarica, my slave, drive on, but no. Stop, SH-top, I go on foot before gods and brahmanas. Not much. I, I'll go in my cart. Show that people shall shimmy a long way off. And she, there he goes. Our master, the king's brother in law. Aside, it is hard to convert poison into medicine. So be it. Then, aloud. Jackass. This is 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. 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 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 shleefie. a riching anxious, Girl, to dally, with you, and in a jiffy. I, I'll drag your sweetness by the hair, from the cart where in 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. up. Man! I will help her to a light. Come. Vasantacena. Vasantacena 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. Allowed. 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 for Santa Cina. Stopping his ears. Attender lady. Gems 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 bet she dies, 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-hervents. Master, I'll be the chief. You only have to attend to what I say. Master, I will do anything, unless it be a sin. There's not a smell of a shin in it. Then speak, Master. Murder for Santicina. Oh, Master. Be merciful. Unworthy as I am. I brought this worthy lady hither, because she mistook this bullet cart for another. You slave, ain't I your master? Master of my body, not of my character. Be merciful, Master, be merciful. I am afraid. You're my slave. Who are you afraid of? Of the other world, Master. Who is Thish? Otherworld. 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 me'd beyond the grave, And is his Lord indifferent. Then why are not such creatures sent? Too instant, hell! Who's sinful store? Grows great! Who know not virtue more? And again? Ah! Cruel! Cruel is our fate, And enters through the straightest gate, Since he is slave! And you are Lord! he does not enjoy your horde, since you do not obey his word. Aside, the old jackal is afraid of a shin, and the, life-long slave, is afraid of the other world. Who am I afraid of? I, the king's brother in law, an aristocrat, a man, a loud, well, shervant, you, life-long slave. You can go. Go to your room and reach and keep out of my way." Yes, Master. To Vasantacena. Madam, I have no further power. Exit. Goads up his loins. Wait a minute, Vasantacena. 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. 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. LL shent him away. And then I... LL murder Vasantasina. That's the idea. Allowed. Sure. I was born in a noble family as great as a wine glass. How could I do that shin I spoke about? I just shade it to make her love me. Why should you boast of this, your noble birth? T is character that makes the man of worth. but thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth. She is ashamed to confess her love when you re here. Please go. My chervant, Stavarica, 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, Ul, murder her. But no. Perhaps fish-tricky-trickster. Fish-brahman. Fish-old Jackal. Has gone and hidden himself. He might raise a how like the Jackal he is. I, Ul, 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? शि भाश वर आद और विचार-विमर्शक 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, T 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 princess bane? A prophet? Or a vulture known afar? A statesman? Or a beetle? Or a star? But even if he was, he could entree shq you. As Cedar in the Barata was killed by good old Chanakya, show I intend 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 shpeak that rush gal's name even yet? He seizes her by the throat. Remember him, wench. Heaven bless Charuditta. Die! Wench! He strangles her. Vasantasena 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 bow Ashtaya Valoris arms and SHT out? She simply died because her breath gave out. Like Cedar in the barata, she lies. Ah, mother mine, how prittly she dies. She would not love me. Though I loved the wench, I sure the empty garden. Set the snare, and frightened her, and made the poor girl blench. My brother, Oh, my father! Fish is where you missed the s-height of heroism, s-HT out! Your brother and your shon herebloss, holmed out into a man like Mother Draupadi. You were not there, my bravery to she. Good! The old jackal will be here in a minute. I, I'll s-HTEP Ashida and wait. He does so. Enter the courtier with Stavarica. I have persuaded the servant Stavarakha 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 Sansternaca. Jackass! I have persuaded your servant Stavarakka to return. How do you do, sure? Stavarica! My little Sean! My slave! How do you do? Well, thank you. Give me my pledge. What pledge? Vasantasina She's gone Where? Right after you Doubtfully, no, she did not go in that direction In what direction did you go? तोवर्द दीएश्ट। Well, she went shout. So did I. She went north. This is nonsense. My heart is not satisfied. Speak the truth. I sh wear by your head, sure, and my own feet. You may be easy in your heart. I murdered her. Despairingly. You really killed her. If you don't believe my words, then she the first heroic deed of Sanzthunnaka, the king's brother in law. He points out the body. Alas! Ah! Woe is me! He falls in a swoon! He, he, the gentleman is calm enough now. Oh, sir, come to yourself. I am the first murderer, for I brought the bullet-cart hither without looking into it." Comes to himself. Mournfully. Alas. Vasantacena. The stream of courtesy is dried away, and happiness to her own 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. Sansternaka approaches and holds him back. Scoundrel. Touch me not. I have done with you. I go. Aha! First you murder Visantasena. Then you abuse me. And now where will you run to? and show a man like me has ent anybody to protect him. You are an accursed scoundrel. I'll give you countless wealth, a piece of gold, a copper, and a cap, to have and hold, and show the fame of fish great deed shall be a common property, and shan't touch me. Accurse upon you, yours, and yours only, be the deed. Heaven avert the omen. Sansternaca bursts out laughing. Be enmity between us. Cease your mirth. Damned be a friendship that so shames my worth. Never may I set eyes on one so low. I fling you off. An unstrung, broken bow. Don't be angry. Come. Let's go and play in the pond. Unstained my life. And yet it seems to me, your friendship stains and mocks my sinlessness. You woman murderer! How could I be a friend to one whom women ever see, with eyes half closed in apprehension stress? Mournfully, Vasantesina. When thou, sweet maid, art born again, be not a courtesan reborn, but in a house which signless men, and virtuous, and good, adorn. First you murder Vasantasena in my old garden Pushpakaranda, and now where will you run to? Come, defend your shelf in court before my shishters 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. Shonsta Varaka. What kind of a thing is fish that I, vey done? Master, you have committed a terrible crime. Shlave. What do you mean by talking about a crime? Well, I, I'll do it fishway. He takes various ornaments from his person. Take these gems I give, em to you. Whenever I want to wear them. I, I'll take them back again. But the rest 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 Versantasina. Dead as a doornail. Good. I, I'll cover her with fish cloak. No. It has my name on it. Shomehoneshman might recognize it. Well, here are S. Home dry leaves that the wind has blown into a heap. I, Ul cover her with them. He does so. Then pauses to reflect. Good. I, Ul do it this way. I, Ul go to court at once. And there I, Ul lodge a complaint. I, Ul say that the merchant Charudatta enticed Vasantasena into my old garden Pushpa Kauranda, and killed her for her money. Yesh! Charudatta must be slaughtered now. And I, I'll invent the plan. Forgetting pity. The sacrificing of a sinless cow. Is cruel in the kindish-hearted city. Now I, am ready to go. He starts to go away. But perceives something that frightens him. Goodness gracious me. Wherever I go, fish-dammed monk comes with his yellow robes. I bored a hole in his nose once and drove him around. And he hates me. Perhaps he'll she me, and will tell people that I murdered her. How shall I escapay? He looks about. Aha! I'll jump over the wall where it is half fallen down. And escapay that I run, I run, I go, in heaven, on earth below, in hell, and in salon, Hanumat speaks upon like Indra's self. I go, exit." Enter hurriedly the Buddhist monk, 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 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 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 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. Her Santasena 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. 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 Yonda monastery dwells one who is my sister in the faith. There shall my sister in Buddha be restored before she returns home. You must walk very slowly. Sister. He walks about and looks around him. Make way. Good people. Make way. This is a young lady. And I am a monk. Yet my conduct is above reproach. The man whose hands, whose lips are free from greed, who curbs his senses? He is man indeed. He little wrecks. If kingdoms fall or stand, for heaven is in the hollow of his hand. Ex-Aunt. Enter a beadle. The magistrates said to me, Come, beadle, go to the courtroom, and make ready the seats. So now I am on my way to set the courtroom in order. He walks about and looks around him. Here is the courtroom. I will enter. He enters, sweeps, and puts a seat in its place. There, I have tidied up the courtroom and put the seats in readiness. And now I will go and tell the magistrates. He walks about and looks around him. But see, here comes that errand-nave. The king's brother-in-law. I will go away without attracting his attention. He stands apart, enter Sands Thanaka in gorgeous raiment. I bathed where water runs and flows and pearls. I shat within a garden, park and grove, with women and with females and with girls whose lovely limbs with grace angelic move. My hair is s-hometimes done uptight. You see. In locks or curls, it hangs my forehead o'er. Shometimes, t is matted. S-hometimes hanging free. And then again, I wear a pompadour. I am a wonder. I'm a wondrous thing. And the husband of my shishto is the king. And besheedies, I, vey, found a big hole. Like a worm that has crawled into the knot of a lotush root and is looking for a hole to creep out at. Now who was I going to accuse of fish-wickard deed? He recalls something. Oh, yes. 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 sh-trangled Vicenticina and murdered her. Show now I, am on my way to the courtroom. He walks about and looks around him. Here is the courtroom. I, I'll go in. He enters and looks about. Well, here are the sheets. All arranged. While I, am 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. Guild Warden and Clerk. We await your bidding. The trial depends to such an extent upon others that the task of the magistrates, the reading of and others' thoughts, is most difficult. Men often speak of deeds that no man saw. Matters beyond the province of the law. Passion so rules the parties that their lies hide their offenses from judicial eyes. This side and that exaggerate a thing. At last it implicates the king. To sum it up, false blame is easy one. A true judge little praised. Or praised by none. And again? Men often point to sins that no man saw, And in their anger scorn the patient law. In courtrooms even the righteous with their lies, Hide their offences from judicial eyes, And those who did the deed are lost to view, Who sinned with plaintiff and defendant to? To sum it up, False blame is easy one, A true judge little praised, or praised by none, 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 He must defend. The nave confound. An open door to truth. His heart must cling. Two others' interests. Yet shun each thing. That might awake the anger of the king. And do men speak of defects in your virtue? If so, then they speak of darkness in the moonlight. My good beetle. Conduct me to the courtroom. Follow me. Your honor. 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 Thanaka. 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 Sans Thanaka'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, im believe it. Good. I, I'll enter. He enters and approaches the magistrates. I am feeling very well. Thank you, whether you feel well or not, that depends on me. Aside. Well, well, we seem to have a highly cultivated plaintiff. Allowed. Pray be seated. Well, fish floor belongs to me. I'll sit down wherever I like. To the guild warden. I'll sit here. To the beetle. Why shouldn't I sit here? He lays his hand on the judge's head. I'll sit here. विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। as a wine glass. My father's father of the king, in law. The king, he is my daddy's son in law. And I am brother to the king, in law. And the husband of my shishto is the king. All this we know. Why should you boast of this your noble birth? T is character that makes the man of worth. But thorns and weeds grow rank in fertile earth. Stake your case." I will, but even if I was guilty, he wouldn't do anything to me. Well, my shishter's husband liked me and gave me the best garden there is. The old garden push parkeranda to play in and look after. And there I go every day to look at it. To keep it dry, to keep it clean, to keep it gloss-homing, to keep it trimmed, but fate decreed that I sure, or rather. I didn't 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 pushpucker and a when it was empty. and for a mere trifle, for her money. S. H. strangled Vicenticina and killed her. But I didn't. He breaks off and puts his hand over his mouth." What carelessness on the part of the city police? 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. Like a man that swallows a cake of rice and milk in a hurry. Well, I'll get out of it, fish-way. 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 didn't 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 twofold 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 Vasantasina'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... अविचार-विमर्शक रेक। अविचार-विमर्शक रेक। अविचार-विमर्शक रेक। अविचार-विमर्शक रेक। अविचार-विमर्शक रेक। अविचार-विमर्शक रेक। अविचार-विमर्शक रेक। अविमर्शक रेक। You incur no fault. Speak. What? The conduct of the case? If that is so, then listen. Worthy gentleman. There lives in the merchant's quarter the grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta, the son of 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 Dutta. Write as the first article in the case. Vasantasina went to the house of Charudatta. But must we Summon the worthy Charodata also. No. The conduct of the case summons him. Go, my good beedle. Summon Charodata, but gently. Without haste. Without giving him cause for anxiety. Respectfully. As it were incidentally, with the words, the judge wishes to see you. Yes, Your 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 sees through cunning spies? Learn that my cart was lent him in his need. Why should I else be forced to tread the street? Like one accused of crime. My judge to meet. But why consider thus? I must go to the courtroom. My good beedle, conduct me to the court. Follow me, sir, they walk about. Apprehensively. And what means this? Hear how the gloomy raven-horsley croaks, the slaves of justice summon me again. My left-eyed twitchers, these repeated strokes of threatened evil frighten me in pain. Follow me, sir, gently and without haste. Walks about and looks before him. Upon the withered tree, a crow turns to the sun. His left eye falls on me. Ah, woe, my doubt is done. He looks in another direction. But see, a snake. His eye is fixed upon me. And his back. Flashes like antimony's lustrous black, his long tongue quivers, Four white fangs appear, his belly swells and coils. He slumbered here, this prince of serpents, till I crossed his path, And now he darts upon me in his wrath. And more than this, I slip. Although the ground has felt no rain, my left eye, and my left arm throb again. Another bird is screaming overhead. All bodes are cruel death. And hope is fled. Surely, the gods will grant that all may yet be well. Follow me, sir. Here is the courtroom. Pray enter. Enterzen looks about. How wonderfully splendid is the courtroom. For it seems an ocean. Whose Water's are the King's advisors. Deep, in thought, as waves and shells it seems to keep. The attorneys, and as sharks and crocodiles. It has its spies that stand in waiting files. Its elephants and horses represent. The cruel ocean fish on murder bent. As if with herons of the sea. It shines, with screaming petty foggers numerous lines, wild in the guise of serpents. Scribes are creeping, upon its statecraft trodden show. The caught, the likeness of an ocean still is keeping. To which all harmful cruel beasts resort. Come. आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि। आजि� Opened I Frank Candor shows, is not the home of wantonness, with elephants, with horses, and with kind. The outer form is in a habit sign, with men no less. My greetings to the officers of justice. Officials, I salute you. Betraying his agitation, you are very welcome, sir. My good beedle. Give the gentlemen a seat. Brings a seat. Here is a seat. Pray be seated, sir. Charudata seats himself. Angrily. You're here. Are you, you woman murderer? Well, fish is a fine trial. Fish is a just trial where they give a sheet to fish woman murderer. Hortily. But it's all right. They can give it to him. Charudatta, 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 kutus and your friend? Sharudatta 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, Sharudatta. 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 Vicentacina who used to wear a hundred gems, and now you try deceitful deceivings to hide it. You are a fool. Enough of him, good Charu Dutta. 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 s.h. strangled for her money. Now will you say that she went home? Man, you are crazy. The very clouds of heaven wet not you. Your lips are like the blue jays wingtip worn. Yes, fullers fickle with their speech untrue. and like the winter lute sluster lawn. Aside, take the Himalayan hills within your hand and swim from ocean strand to ocean strand and hold within your grasp the fleeting wind. Then may you think that Charodata sinned. Allowed. This is the noble Charodata. How could he commit this crime? He repeats the verse, accountants like his, page 141. Why fish partiality in a law she would? Away! You fool! Illiterate! You gloss the sacred law, and still your tongue uninjured find the myth तब दे सचन विद स्टवास्ट आई यू सोझ। आद नाट श्टब वेश्ट्चन ब्लाइन्द। You thrust your hand into the blazing fire and draw it forth, unscathed and sound. Drag Charudatta's virtue in the mire, nor sink beneath this yawning ground. How could the noble Charudatta commit a crime? Of all the riches of the mighty sea, only the swelling waters now are left. 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. scoundrel. When the golden casket that was left with him as a pledge was stolen by thieves at night, he gave in place of it a pearl necklace that was the pride of the Four Seas. And he should now, for a mere trifle, for her money, do this sin. Oh! my child! Come back to me! My daughter! She weeps! 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 Veracca 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? After 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, befold, that once were bright and clear. Viraka, we will investigate your case here later. Mount the horse that stands before the courtroom door. Go to the garden pushpakaranda 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. are indeed the law's demands. Yet judgment insecurely stands, as some poor cow on shifting sands. Aside, as bees, when flowers begin to blow, gather to seep the honey. So, when man is marked by a dwears fate, must fortunes enter every gate. Noble Charodata, speak truth. A mean and and jealous creature. Passion blind, sets all his soul, some fatal means to find. To slay the man he envies. Shall his lies, by evil nature prompted, win the prize? No, he is unregarded by the wise. And more than this, the creeper's beauty would I never blight. luck its flowers, should I not be afraid to see her here so lovely विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल विश्विल वि 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. 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 restore the jewels which she gave my child. To buy him a toy cart. Why then does he linger? Enter Maitreya with the gems. Charidata bade me go to Vasantasena to return her jewels, and he said to me, Maitreya, Vasantasena adorned my dear Roasena with her own jewels, and sent him thus to his mother. It was fitting that she should give him the jewels. But not that we should receive them. Therefore restore them to her. So now I will go to 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 Charodata, 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 doesn't even draw a flowering jasmine creeper to himself. To gather the blossoms, for fear that a twig might perhaps be injured. How should he commit a crime like this? Which heaven and earth call a cursed? Just wait, you son of a bod. Wait till I split your head into a hundred pieces with this staff of mine. As crooked as your heart. angrily, lished into that, gentlemen, I have a quarrel, or a lawsuit, with Charudatta, विचार-विमर्डिंग आप विचार-विमर्डिंग आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आप आप आप आप Look, gentlemen, look, these are the poor girl's jewels. Pointing to Charudatta for a trifle like fish he murdered her and killed her too. The magistrates all bow their heads. Aside to Maitreya, tea is thus my fate would vent its gall, that at this moment they should fall. These gems, and with them, I... But why don't you simply tell the truth? My friend, the king perceives with blinded eye, Nor on the truth that I will bend, Though telling wall, I cannot fly, A wretched and inglorious end. Alas! Alas! With Mars strives Jupiter and dies, Beside them both there seems to rise, A comet planet in the skies. Looking at the casket, Tuva Santacena's mother, Madam, pray examine this golden casket attentively to see whether it be the same or not. Examining the casket. It is similar, but not the same. Oh, you old board. You can fish it with your eyes and deny it with your lips. Away, you scoundrel. Speak carefully. Is it the same or not? Sir, the craftsman's skill captivates the eye. But it is not the same. My good woman, do you know these jewels? No, I said, no. I don't recognize them. But perhaps they were made by the same craftsman. Guildwarden. See, gems often seem alike in many ways. When the artist's mind on form and beauty plays, for craftsmen imitate what they have seen and skillful hands remake what once has been. Do these jewels belong to Charodata? Never. To whom then? To this lady's daughter. How did she lose them? She lost them. Yes, so much is true. Charudatta, 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. 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 mashdas. Lichten. He murdered her. No one but him. Doubt is over. Let punishment be inflicted on the body of fish poor charudata. Beedle, we must do as the king's brother-in-law says. Guardsmen, lay hold on this chariodata. The guardsmen do so. Be merciful. Good gentlemen. Be merciful. She repeats what she had said before. Beginning. When the golden casket. Page 4. विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विमर्चक रेक। विचार-विमर्चक रेक। विमर्चक रेक। Oh, my child, my son! Exit weeping! Aside! Aye, vey done shomething worthy of my shelf. Now aye, I'll go. Exit! Noble Charudatta! The decision lies with us. Yes. Your honour. He goes out, then reenters in tears. Oh, sirs, I was with the king. And King Palakka says, and as much as he killed Vasantacina 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 is great. Yet he will reap the woe in suffering. And tea is a righteous fate. And more than this, they who power the king's true bent. The white crows part who play, have slain their thousands innocent. 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 Rojasena 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 live earth he. I do not want Roha Sina love, no less than that thou gavest me. Oh, my friend, I will prove myself your friend by continuing the life that you leave unfinished. And let me see Roha Sina for a single moment. I will, it is but fitting. My good 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 verse, page 146. Beginning, my friend Maitreya. Then, as if speaking to one not present. If you had proved my conduct by the fire, by water, poison, scales, and thus had known, that I deserved that sauce should bite my bone. My brahmin's frame, more could I not desire. You trust a foreman, slay me thus, tea is well, with sons, and Sunsons, now you plunge to hell. I come, I come, exiant omnus. 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 feta 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 Horsesraven scalling, And for the fragrant incense of my blood. Out of the way, gentlemen, Out of the way, Why gaze upon the good man so? The axe of death soon lays him low. Yet good men once sought shelter free. Like birds? Upon this kindly tree. Come. शरीडदाता, कम। इन कलकूलबल 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 Good man, when he needs must die, these four behold not from afar. Look a hinder, 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 is intently, mournfully, these women, in their palaces who stay. From half-shut windows peering. Thus lament, alas for Charuditta, woe the day, quote, and petty streaming eyes on me are bent. Come, Charudatta, come! Here is the place of proclamation. Beat the drum and proclaim the sentence. Listen, good people, listen. This is the noble Charudatta, son of Sagara Datta, and grandson of the merchant Vinayadatta. This male factor enticed the courtesan Vasantasina into the deserted old garden Pushpakaranda, and for a mere trifle murdered her by strangling. He was taken with the booty and confessed his guilt. Therefore are we under orders from King Palakka to execute him, and if any other commits such a crime, a curse in this world and the next. Him too King Palakka condemns to the like punishment. Despondently, aside, by hundred sacrifices purified, my radiant name was once proclaimed by countless altars 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. Vasantacena. 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 o'er misfortunes river. This gem now robbed of all its golden horde, departs our town today, departs forever, and again? Whom fortune favours? that all the world is kind, whose happy days are ended, are rarely thus befriended. Looks about him, their faces with their garments him now hiding. They stand afar, whom once I counted friends. Even foes have smiles for men with fortune-biding. But friends prove faithless when good fortune ends. They are out of the way. The street is cleared. Led on the condemned cremation. नाटक विमर्डिंग नाटक विमर्डिंग नाटक विमर्डिंग नाटक विमर्डिंग नाटक विमर्डिंग नाटक विमर्डिंग नाटक विमर्डिंग नाटक विमर्डिंग नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक नाटक � Oh, my friend. Listen, Monfily, you are a leader in your own caste. I would beg a favour at your hands. From our hands you would receive a favour. Heaven forbid, yet a headsman is neither so wanton nor so cruel as King Palika. That I may be happy in the other world. I ask to see the face of my son. 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. to Maitreya, with Rohasena. Make haste, my boy, make haste. Your father is being led to his death. My father, oh, my father. Oh, my friend, where must I behold you now? Perceives his son and his friend. Alas, my son, alas, Maitreya, monfuly, ah, Go is me, long, too long, shall I thirst in vain. Through all my sojourn dread, this vessel small will not contain. The water for the dead, what may I give my son? He looks at himself, and perceives the sacrificial chord. Ah, this at least is mine. The precious chord that Brahmins hold, is unadorned with pearls and gold. God therewith, be sacrifice to God's above and Father's hold. He gives Rohasena the cord. Come, Charudatta, come man, man, do you name the noble Charudatta's name and forget the title. Remember, in happy hours, in death, by night, by day, roving as free as a yet unbroken cult. Fate wanders on her unrestricted way, and again, life will depart his body soon. Shall our reproaches bow his head, although eclipse may seize the moon. We worship while it seems but dead. Oh, Headsman, where are you lading my father? My darling, about my neck my needs must wear. The oley 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. T is the king's orders must bear the blame, not we. Kill me, and let father go free. Bless you. May you live long for saying that. carefully embracing his son, this treasure, love, this taste of heaven. To rich and poor alike is given, then sandal better, or than balm, to soothe the heart and give it calm. About my neck 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 date to meet Dastard's ending. Awake, Tim. Add 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-विद अछि। 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-वि a bent. Out of the way, gentlemen, out of the way, why gaze upon the good man so? When shame his living hope lays low, the cord was broken at the well, and down the golden pitcher fell. Monfily, from thy dear lips, that wide with corals red, but train teeth more bright than moonbeams fair. 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 hard 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 pain. To hear them cry abroad, you murdered her." Enter Stavaraka, fettered, in the palace tower. After listening to the proclamation, in distress, what? The innocent Charodata is being put to death. And my master has thrown me into chains. Well, I must shout to them. Listen. Good gentleman. Listen. It was I. Wretch that I am. Who carried Vasantasina to the old garden Pushpaka Randa? Because she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master, Sansternaca, 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. history 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, because she mistook my bullet cart for another. And then my master, Sansternaka, found that she would not love him. And it was he, not this gentleman, who murdered her by strangling. Thank heaven, but who thus gladdens this my latest mourn? When in time snare I struggle all for long. A streaming cloud above the 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 sun, new born to bear my name. And again, that small, weak fool, whom I have never hated, stained me with sin wherewith himself was mated, an arrow, with most deadly poison baited. Are you telling the truth, Stavaraka? I am. And to keep me from telling anybody. He cast me into chains, and imprisoned me in the tower of his palace. 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 headsman's voices. They sound like a broken brass cymbal. I hear the music of the fatal drum and the kettle drums and show I suppose that that poor man. Sharidata is being led to the place of execution. आव विश्ड़ गविश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्ड़ विश्� 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. covers 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, s go 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 ent I chain that slave Stavarica fasht? 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 that. 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. Maunfully, noble Charodata. I have no further power. He falls at Charodata's feet. Monfully, rise, rise, find soul to good men fallen on pain. Brave friend who lendest such unselfish aid. Thy greatest toil to save me was in vain. For fate would not, thy duty now is paid. Beat your servant, master, and drive him away. Out of the way, you! He drives Stavarica away. Come, headsmen, what are you waiting for? Kill him. Kill him yourself, if you are in a hurry. Oh, headsmen, kill me and let father go free. 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 f... Friend, have you so known me as to think that I can live without you? Not so, my friend. Your life is your own. You may not throw it away. Aside, true, and yet I cannot live apart from my friend. And so, when I have taken the boy to his mother, I will follow my friend even in death. death. Allowed, yes, my friend, I will take him to her at once. He embraces Charodata, then falls at his feet. Roesena does the same, weeping. Look here. Did Enti tell you to kill Charodata and his Sean? 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-naips. 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. A maid, or goddess, tea is the same but he will say the rest. Ux, 30. Killed her. So be it. It's 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. Whose 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, Ul just she chari-data killed. He walks about, gazing. Well, Well, he shut down. Are you frightened? 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 नाटक नाटक नाटक � 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 a hinter. Here is the fourth place of proclamation. Let us proclaim the sentence. They do so once again. Vusantasina, 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, taste that poison dread. To drink sheen'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 charodicter'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 tumult that I hear on the king's highway? Looking before her, why, there is a great crowd of people before us. Pray find out, sir, what it means, all would she need tips to one side, as if the earth bore an uneven load. And here is the last place of proclamation. Beat the drum. Proclaim the sentence. They do so. Now, Sharudatta, wait! Don't be frightened. You will be killed very quickly. Ye blessed gods. Listen. In terror. Sister in Buddha, Sharudatta is being led to his death for murdering you. In terror! Alas! For my wretched sake the noble Charudatta put to death! Quick! Quick! Oh! Let me dither! Hason! Oh! Hason! Sister in Buddha! To comfort the noble Charudatta while he yet lives! 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 Charudatta. Lie flat and be quiet. With one stroke we will kill you and send you to heaven. Charudatta does so. Goha 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 caste. Let us do as we were ordered. Well, let us do it. They make ready to impale Charudatta, those slandered by a cruel feat, and stained by men of high estate. अछि। अछि। आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आप आ� आप आप आप आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आप आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ� आप आ� आ� आ� आ 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. with drawing. Va Santicina. At least, we did not kill an innocent man. Rising. Thank heaven. Charodata lives. And shall live a hundred years. Joyfully. And I too am brought back to life again. The king is at the place of sacrifice. Let us report to him what has taken place. Two headsmen start to go away. Perceives Vasantasina. In terror. Goodness. Who brought the slave back to life? Fish is the end of me. Good. I, I'll run away. He runs away. Returning. Well. Didn't we have orders from the king to put the man to death who murdered Vasantasina? Let us hunt for the king's brother in law. 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? 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? herself, in utter happiness, her bosom bathed in streaming tears. When in death's power I fell, whence she come to slay my fears. Like heavenly magic spell, wasent Athena, oh, my beloved, unto my body, whence the life was fleeting. And all for thee, thou newest life to give. 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. Upon hearing that I had been your friend. विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-विश्वार-वि and actions offering foiled. And victory may cut to kiasi. Who crowned her smote and spoiled? And victory to Ariyaka the king, his mighty foe, he kills far over all the earth's expansive ring. That earth, her joyous flag abroad, may fling. The snowy banner of Kailasa's hills. Enter hurriedly, Shavalaka. Yes! Palakar! The royal wretch! I slew! Anointing Ariyaka, 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. Urascals. 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. No. Honesty is always honourable. He approaches and folds his hands. Allowed. Oh noble chariotata! 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 Ariaka. To save his family and name. Has slain the wretched Palaka? 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 Palaka today. a victim at the altar's flame. Sharvilka, did you set free that Aryaka whom Palaka took from his hamlet and confined without cause in the tower? I did. This is indeed most welcome tidings. Scarcely was your friend Aryaka established in Ujaini when he bestowed upon you the throne of Kushavati. 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 Sannsternaka, guarded with his hands tied behind his back. Goodness gracious! It came to pass. I ran away like any arse, and had my day. They drag me round, a prince on a, as if they, they found a naughty cur. He looks about him. They crowd around me. Though I, am a relative of the kings, to whom shall I go for help in my helplessness? He reflects. Good. I, ll go to the man who gives help and shows mercy to the shappliant. He approaches. Noble Charodata. Protect me. Protect me. He falls at his feet. नोबल शारुड़ाटा, लिएपिम तु अस, लेट अस किल हिम. तु शरुड़ाटा, औव लपर अव दे लप्लिस, प्रटिक्त में. वो सप्फोली, येस, येस, फी वो सीक्स प्रटेक्छन शाल भी सेप. Impatiently. Confound him. Take him away from Charudatta. To Charudatta. 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, T would be no blunder. Nor if we had the rascal's sawn asunder. Will you do as I see? How can you doubt it? Charudatta! Mashahtha! I seek your protection. Protect me! Protect me! Do shon'th thing worthy of your shelf. 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 Charudatta's neck and throws it upon Sanztenaka. You slave wench! Be merciful! Be merciful! I, I'll never murder you again! Protect me! Come! Take him away! Noble Charudatta! Say what shall be done with the wretch! Will you do as I see? 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 Vasantacina, the king is pleased to bestow upon you the title, wedded wife. Sir, I desire no more. Places the veil upon Vasantasena. To Charudatta. 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 Ariaka destroyed his foreman's root. And rules a king war all this dead fast-worth. This dear-loved maiden is at last mine-worn. And you united with me as a friend. end. And shall I ask for further mercies? Shown, to me, who cannot sound these mercies end? Fate plays with us like buckets at the well, where one is filled, and one in empty shell, where one is rising, while another falls, and shows how life is changed, now heaven, now hell, yet may the wishes of her epilogue be fulfilled. Epilogue may kind yield streaming milk, the earth her grain, and may the heaven give never-failing rain. The winds waft happiness to all that breeds. And all that lives, live free from every pain. विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक विमर्शक विमर्शक विचार-विमर्शक �

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