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\n

\n
\nAct Two <\/font><\/p>\n

<\/b><\/span> <\/p>\n

\n
\n SCENE 1 <\/font><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\nPark of the King’s palace in Pratisthana. \u2014 In the background
\nthe wings of a great building, near it the gates of the park, near
\nthe bounds of the park an arbour and a small artificial hill to the
\nside.<\/i><\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nManavaka enters.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nHoup! Houp! I feel like a Brahmin who has had an invitation
\nto dinner; he thinks dinner, talks dinner, looks dinner, his very sneeze has the
\nmusic of the dinner-bell in it. I am simply bursting with the King’s secret. I shall never manage to hold my
\ntongue in that crowd. Solitude’s my only safety. So until my
\nfriend gets up from the session of affairs, I will wait for him in
\nthis precinct of the House of Terraces.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nNipunika enters.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tN<\/font>IPUNIKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nI am bidden by my lady the King’s daughter of Kashi, "Nipunika, since my lord came back from doing homage to the  Sun,
\nhe has had no heart for anything. So just go and learn from his
\ndear friend, the noble Manavaka, what is disturbing his mind."
\nWell and good! but how shall I overreach that rogue \u2014 a
\nBrahmin he calls himself, with the murrain to him! But there!
\nthank Heaven, he can’t keep a secret long; ’tis like a dewdrop
\non a rare blade of grass. Well, I must hunt him out. O! there
\nstands the noble Manavaka, silent and sad like a monkey in a
\npicture. I will accost him. (approaching)<\/i> Salutation to the noble
\nManavaka!<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nBlessing to your ladyship! (aside)<\/i> Ugh, the very sight of this
\nlittle rogue of a tiring-woman makes the secret jump at my<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013\u2013 926<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nthroat. I shall burst! I shall split! Nipunika, why have you left
\nthe singing lesson and where are you off to?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tN<\/font>IPUNIKA<\/font><\/p>\n

\nTo see my lord the King, by my lady’s orders.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhat are her orders?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tN<\/font>IPUNIKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nNoble sir, this is the Queen’s message. "My lord has always
\nbeen kind and indulgent to me, so that I have become a stranger
\nto grief. He<\/b> never before disregarded my sorrow" \u2014 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHow? how? has my friend offended her in any way?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tN<\/font>IPUNIKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nOffended? Why, he addressed my lady by the name of a girl
\nfor whom he is pining.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>(aside)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhat, he has let out his own secret ? Then why am I agonizing
\nhere in vain? (aloud)<\/i> He called her Urvasie?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tN<\/font>IPUNIKA<\/font><\/p>\n

\nYes. Noble Manavaka, who is that Urvasie ?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nUrvasie is the name of a certain Apsara. The sight of her has sent
\nthe King mad. He is not only tormenting the life out of my lady,
\nbut out of me too with his aversion to everything but moaning.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tN<\/font>IPUNIKA
\n\t<\/font>(aside)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nSo! I have stormed the citadel of my master’s secret. (Aloud)
\n<\/i>What am I to say to the Queen?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013\u2013 927<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nNipunika, tell my lady with my humble regards that I am endeavouring my best to divert my friend from this mirage and I
\nwill not see her ladyship till it is done.<\/font> 
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tN<\/font>IPUNIKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAs your honour commands.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nShe goes.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tB<\/font>ARDS
\n\t<\/font>(within)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nVictory, victory to the King!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe Sun in Heaven for ever labours; wide<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHis beams dispel the darkness to the verge<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOf all this brilliant world. The King too toils,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nRescuing from night and misery and crime<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHis people. Equal power to these is given<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd labour, the King on earth, the Sun in Heaven.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe brilliant Sun in Heaven rests not from toil;<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOnly at high noon in the middle cusp
\nAnd azure vault the great wheels slacken speed
\nA moment, then resume their way; thou too
\nIn the mid-moment of daylight lay down
\nThy care, put by the burden of a crown.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nHere’s my dear friend risen from the session. I will join him.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHe goes out, then re-enters with Pururavas.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>(sighing)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nNo sooner seen than in my heart she leaped.
\nO easy entrance! since the bannered Love
\nWith his unerring shaft had made the breach
\nWhere she came burning in.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA<\/font>
\n\t<\/font><\/b>(aside)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAlas the poor
\nKing’s daughter of Kashi!<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013\u2013 928<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>(looking steadfastly at him)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nHast thou kept thy trust \u2014
\nMy secret ? .<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>(depressed)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAh! that daughter of a slave
\nHas overreached me. Else he would not ask
\nIn just that manner.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>(alarmed)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhat now? Silence?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhy, sir,
\nIt’s this, I’ve padlocked so my tongue that even
\nTo you I could not give a sudden answer.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\n‘<\/font>Tis well. O how shall I beguile desire ?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA<\/font><\/p>\n

\nLet’s to the kitchen.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhy, what’s there?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhat’s there?
\nThe question! From all quarters gathered in
\nSucculent sweets and fivefold eatableness,
\nMusic from saucepan and from frying-pan,
\nThe beauty of dinner getting ready. There’s
\nA sweet beguiler to your emptiness!<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>(smiling)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nFor you whose heart is in your stomach. I
\nAm not so readily eased who fixed my soul<\/font>
\n<\/font> <\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013\u2013 929<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nUpon what I shall hardly win.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nNot win ?
\nWhy, tell me, came you not within her sight ?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\n\tPURURAVAS <\/font><\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhat comfort is in that?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhen she has seen you,
\nHow is she hard to win ?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nO your affection
\nUtters mere partiality.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nYou make me
\nDesperate to see her. Why, sir, she must be
\nA nonpareil of grace. Like me perhaps ?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWho could with words describe each perfect limb<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOf that celestial whole ? Take her in brief,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nO friend, for she is ornament’s ornament,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd jewels cannot make her beautiful.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThey from her body get their grace. And when<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nYou search the universe for similes,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHer greater beauty drives you to express<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nFair things by her, not her by lesser fairness:<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nSo she is perfection’s model.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nNo wonder then,
\nWith such a shower of beauty, that you play
\nThe rainbird open-mouthed to let drops glide<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013\u2013 930<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nGraciously down his own particular gullet.
\nBut whither now ?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhen love grows large with yearning,
\nHe has no sanctuary but solitude.
\nI pray you, go before me to the park.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>(aside)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nOh God, my dinner! There’s no help.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n(aloud)<\/i> This way.
\nLo, here the park’s green limit. See, my lord,
\nHow this fair garden sends his wooing breeze
\nTo meet his royal guest.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nO epithet
\nMost apt. Indeed this zephyr in fond arms
\nImpregnating with honey spring-creeper
\nAnd flattering with his kiss the white May-bloom,
\nSeems to me like a lover-girl divided
\nBetween affection smooth and eager passion.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nMay like division bless your yearning, sir.
\nWe reach the garden’s gate. Enter, my lord.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nEnter thou first. <\/b> O! I was blindly sanguine,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBy refuge in this flowery solitude<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWho thought to heal my pain. As well might swimmer<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHurled onward in a river’s violent hands<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOppose that roaring tide, as I make speed<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHither for my relief.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAnd wherefore so?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013\u2013 931<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tPURURAVAS <\/font><\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWas passion not enough to torture me,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nStill racking the resistless mind with thoughts<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOf unattainable delight? But I<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nMust add the mango-trees’ soft opening buds,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd hurt myself with pallid drifting leaves,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd with the busy zephyr wound my soul.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nBe not so full of grief. For Love himself
\nWill help you soon to your extreme desire.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nI seize upon thy word, \u2014 the Brahmin’s speech
\nThat never can be false!<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nSee what a floral
\nGreen loveliness expresses the descent
\nAnd rosy incarnation of the spring.
\nDo you not find it lovely ?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nFriend, I do.
\nI study it tree by tree and leaf by leaf.
\nThis courbouc’s like a woman’s rosy nail,
\nBut darkens to the edge; heavy with crimson,
\nYon red asoka breaking out of bud
\nSeems all on fire; and here the carvy mounting
\nSlight dust of pollen on his stamen-ends
\nClusters with young sweet bloom. Methinks I see
\nThe infant honeyed soul of spring, half-woman,
\nGrow warm with bud of youth.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nThis arbour green
\nWith blosoms loosened by the shock of bees<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013\u2013 932<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nUpon a slab of costly stone, prepares<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWith its own hands your cushioned honours. Take<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe courtesy.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tPURURAVAS <\/font><\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAs you will.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nHere sit at ease.
\nThe sensitive beauty of the creepers lax
\nShall glide into your soul and gently steal
\nThe thought of Urvasie.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nO no, mine eyes
\nAre spoilt by being indulged in her sweet looks,
\nAnd petulantly they reject all feebler
\nEnchantings, even the lovely embowering bloom
\nOf these grace-haunted creepers bending down
\nTo draw me with their hands. I am sick for her.
\nRather invent some way to my desire.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nOh rare! when Indra for Ahalya pined<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nA cheapjack was his counsellor; you as lucky<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHave me for your ally. Mad all! mad all!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nNot so! affection edges so the wit,
\nSome help it’s sure to find for one it loves.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nGood, I will cogitate. Disturb me not
\nWith your love-moanings.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>URURAVAS
\n\t<\/font>(his right arm throbbing. Aside)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nHer face of perfect moonlight<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013\u2013 933<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nIs all too heavenly for my lips. How canst thou then
\nThrob expectation in my arm, O Love ?
\nYet all my heart is suddenly grown glad
\nAs if it had heard the feet of my desire.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHe waits hopefully. There enter in the
\nsky Urvasie and Chitralekha.<\/i><\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWill you not even tell me where we go ?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nSister, when I upon the Peak of Gold
\nWas stayed from Heaven by the creeper’s hands,
\nYou mocked me then. And have you now to ask
\n‘Whither it is I go?’<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nTo seek the side
\nOf King Pururavas you journey then?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE<\/font><\/p>\n

\nEven so shameless is your sister’s mind.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhom did you send before, what messenger
\nTo him you love ?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nMy heart.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nSister; do not be rash.<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nO yet think well,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nLove sends me. Love
\nCompels me. How can I then think ?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA<\/font>
 <\/font><\/p>\n

\nTo that<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nI have no answer.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nThen take me to him soon.
\nOnly let not our way be such as lies
\nWithin the let of hindrance.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nFear not that.
\nHas not the great Preceptor of the Gods
\nTaught us to wear the crest invincible ?
\nWhile that is bound, not any he shall dare
\nOf all the Heaven-opposing faction stretch
\nAn arm of outrage.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>(abashed)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nOh true! my heart forgot.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nLook, sister! For in Ganges’ gliding waves
\nHolier by influx of blue Yamuna,
\nThe palace of the great Pururavas,
\nCrowning the city with its domes, looks down
\nAs in a glass at its own mighty image.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAll Eden to an earthly spot is bound.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBut where is he who surely will commiserate<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nA pining heart ?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nThis park which seems one country
\nWith Heaven, let us question. See the King
\nExpects thee, like the pale new-risen moon<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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\n

\nWaiting for moonlight.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nHow beautiful he is \u2014
\nFairer than when I saw him first!<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA<\/font><\/p>\n

\n‘Tis true.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nCome, we will go to him.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nI will not yet.
\nScreened in with close invisibility,
\nI will stand near him, learn what here he talks
\nSole with his friend.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nYou’ll do your will always.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANAVAKA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nCourage! your difficult mistress may be caught,
\nTwo ways.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>(jealously)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nO who is she, that happy she
\nBeing wooed by such a lover, preens herself
\nAnd is proud ?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HITRALEKHA
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhy do you mock the ways of men
\nAnd are a Goddess?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tU<\/font>RVASIE
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nI dare not, sweet, I fear
\nTo learn too suddenly my own misfortune,
\nIf I use heavenly eyes.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

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