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\n\n\n
\n <\/td>\n\n

\n
\nAct
\n III<\/font><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nScene I. \u2014 Hermitage of the Saint Bharat in Heaven.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nGalava and Pelava.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nGALAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nPelava, thee the Sage admitted, happier<\/span><\/p>\n

\nChosen, to that great audience in the house<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf highest Indra, \u2014 I meanwhile must watch<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe sacred flame; inform my absence. Was<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe divine session with the acting pleased?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPELAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n

\nOf pleased I know not; this I well could see<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThey sat all lost in that poetic piece<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf Saraswatie, “Luxmie’s Choice”, \u2014 breathlessly<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIdentified themselves with every mood.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut \u2014<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nGALAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n

\nAh, that but! It opens doors to censure.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPELAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n

\nYes, Urvasie was heedless, missed her word.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nGALAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nHow? how?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPELAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n

\nShe acted Luxmie; Menaka<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWas Varunie; who asking, “Sister, see,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe noble and the beautiful of Heaven,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd Vishnu and the guardians of the worlds.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\n

\nTo whom does thy heart go mid all these glories?" \u2014<\/span><\/p>\n

\nUrvasie should have answered “Purushottam”,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut from her lips “Pururavas” leaped forth.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nGALAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nOur organs are the slaves of fate and doom!<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWas not the great Preceptor angry?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPELAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n

\nYes;<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHe cursed her, but high Indra blessed.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nGALAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nWhat blessing?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPELAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n

\n“Since thou hast wronged my teaching and my fame,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor thee no place in Heaven”,
\n\u2014 so frowned the Sage.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHeaven’s monarch marked her when the piece was ended,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDrooping, her sweet face bowed with shame, and said,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith gracious brows, “Since thou hast fixed thy heart<\/span><\/p>\n

\nUpon my friend and strong ally in war,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI will do both a kindness. Go to him<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd love and serve him as thy lord until<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA child is got in thee and he behold<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis offspring’s face.”<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nGALAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nO nobly this became<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIndra; he knows to value mighty hearts.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPELAVA<\/font> (looking at the Sun<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLook, in our talk if we have not transgressed<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOur teacher’s hour for bathing. Galava,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWe should be at his side.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\n

\nGALAVA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nLet us make haste.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n

<\/p>\n

They go out.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

<\/p>\n

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\n

\nScene II. \u2014 Outside the palace of Pururavas, beneath the House of Gems. The terrace of the House of Gems with a great staircase leading up to it.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

<\/p>\n

The Chamberlain Latavya enters.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nLATAVYA<\/font> (sighing<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll other men when life is green and strong<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMarry and toil and get them wealth, then, aging,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTheir sons assume the burden, they towards rest<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTheir laboured faces turn. But us for ever<\/span><\/p>\n

\nService, a keyless dungeon still renewed,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWears down; and hard that service is which keeps<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO’er women ward and on their errands runs.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNow Kashi’s daughter, careful of her vow,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nCommands me, “I have put from me, Latavya,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe obstinacy of offended love<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd wooed my husband through Nipunika.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThou too entreat him.” Therefore I linger here<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWaiting till the King’s greatness swiftly come,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis vesper worship done. It dims apace.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHow beautifully twilight sits and dreams<\/span><\/p>\n

\nUpon these palace walls! The peacocks now<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSit on their perches, drowsed with sleep and night,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLike figures hewn in stone. And on the roof<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe fluttering pigeons with their pallid wings<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMislead the eye, disguised as rings of smoke<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat from the window-ways have floated out<\/span><\/p>\n

\nInto the evening. In places flower-bestrewn<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe elders of the high seraglio, gentle souls<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf holy manners, set the evening lamps,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDividing darkness; flames of auspice burn.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe King! I hear the sound of many feet,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nRinged round with torches he appears, his girls<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHold up with young fair arms. O form august<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLike Mainak, when as yet the hills had wings,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMoving, and the slim trees along its ridge<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFlickered with vermeil shaken blooms. Just here
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

\n

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\n

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\n

\nI’ll wait him, in the pathway of his glance.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nEnter Pururavas, surrounded by girl attendants<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\ncarrying torches; with him Manavaka.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS<\/font> (aside<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDay passes with some pale attempt at calm,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor then work walls the mind from the fierce siege<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf ever-present passion. But how shall I<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAdd movement to the tardy-footed night,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe long void hours by no distraction winged?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nLATAVYA<\/font> (approaching<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLong live the King! My lady says, “The moon<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTonight in splendour on the House of Jewels<\/span><\/p>\n

\nRises like a bright face. On the clear terrace,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy husband by my side, I would await<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith Rohinie, his heavenly fair delight,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe God’s embracings.”<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nWhat the Queen wills, was ever<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy law, Latavya.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nLATAVYA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\nSo I’ll tell my lady.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nHe goes.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nThink you in very truth for her vow’s sake<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy lady makes this motion?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\nRather I deem<\/span><\/p>\n

\n‘Tis her remorse she cloaks with holy vows,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAtoning thus for a prostration scorned.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nO true! the proud and loving hearts of women,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWho have their prostrate dear ones spurned, repenting<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAre plagued with sweet accusing memories<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf eyes that ask forgiveness, outstretched hands,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHalf-spoken words and touches on their feet<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat travel to the heart. Precede me then<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo the appointed terrace.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\nLook, my lord,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe crystal stairs roll upward like bright waves<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOn moonlit Ganges; yonder the terrace sleeps<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWide-bosomed to the cold and lovely eve.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nPrecede me; we’ll ascend.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nThey ascend to the terrace.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\nThe moon is surely<\/span><\/p>\n

\nUpon the verge of rise; swiftly the east<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEmpties of darkness, and the horizon seems<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll beautiful and brightening like a face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nO aptly said! Behind the peak of rise<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe hidden moon, pushing black night aside,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPrecedes himself with herald lustres. See!<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe daughter of the imperial East puts back<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe blinding tresses from her eyes, and smiles,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd takes with undimmed face my soul.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\n

\nHurrah!<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe king of the twice-born has risen all white<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd round and luscious like a ball of sugar.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nPURURAVAS<\/font> (smiling<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA glutton’s eloquence is ever haunted<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith images of the kitchen.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n(bowing with folded hands<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHail, God that rulest<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe inactive night! O settler with the sun<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor ritual holy, O giver to the Gods<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd blessed fathers dead of nectarous wine,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO slayer of the vasty glooms of night,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhose soul of brightness crowns the Almighty’s head,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO moon, all hail! accept thy offspring’s prayer.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWell now, your grandpapa has heard your vows;<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYou’ll take it from a Brahmin’s mouth, through whom<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEven he may telepath his message. So,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat’s finished. Now sit down and give me a chance<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf being comfortable.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS<\/font> (sitting down, then looking at his attendants<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe moon is risen;<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThese torches are a vain reiteration<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf brightness. Ladies, rest.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nALL <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nOur lord commands us.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nThey go.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nIt is not long before my lady comes.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSo, let me, while we yet are lonely here,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nUnburden me of my love-ravaged thoughts.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nThey are visible to the blind. Take hope and courage<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBy thinking of her equal love.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nI do;<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd yet the pain within my heart is great.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor as a mighty river whose vast speed<\/span><\/p>\n

\nStumbles within a narrow pass of huge<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd rugged boulders, chides his uncouth bed,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIncreasing at each check, even so does love,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis joy of union stinted or deferred,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nRebel and wax a hundredfold in fire.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nSo your love-wasted limbs increase their beauty,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThey are a sign you soon will clasp your love.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nO friend, as you my longing heaviness<\/span><\/p>\n

\nComfort with hopeful words, my arm too speaks<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn quick auspicious throbs.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nHe looks with hope up to the sky.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nA Brahmin’s word!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nThere enters in the air Chitralekha<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nwith Urvasie in trysting-dress.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE<\/font> (looking at herself<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSister, do you not think my trysting-dress,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe dark-blue silk and the few ornaments,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBecomes me vastly? Do you not approve it?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nO inexpressibly! I have no words<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo praise it. This I’ll say; it makes me wish<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI were Pururavas.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nSince Love himself<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\n

\nInspires you, bring me quickly to the dwelling<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf that high beautiful face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nLook, we draw near.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYour lover’s house lifts in stupendous mass,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs it were mountain Coilas, to the clouds.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nLook, sister, with the eye of Gods and know<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhere is that robber of my heart and what<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHis occupation?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA<\/font> (aside, with a smile<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI will jest with her.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n(aloud<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI see him. He, in a sweet region made<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor love and joy, possesses with desire<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe body and the bosom of his love.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE<\/font> (despairingly<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHappy that woman, whosoe’er she be!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhy, sweet faint-hearted fool, in whom but thee<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShould his thoughts joy?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE<\/font> (with a sigh of relief <\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAlas, my heart perverse<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWill doubt.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHere on the terraced House of Gems<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe King is with his friend sole-sitting. Then,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWe may approach.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nThey descend.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nO friend, the widening night<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd pangs of love keep pace in their increase.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nSister, my heart is torn with apprehension<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf what his words might mean. Let us, ourselves<\/span><\/p>\n

\nInvisible, hear their unfettered converse.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy fears might then have rest.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nGood.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nTake the moonbeams<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhose pregnant nectar comforts burning limbs.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nBut my affliction’s not remediable<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith such faint medicines. Neither smoothest flowers,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMoonlight nor sandal visiting every limb,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNor necklaces of cool delightful pearl,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOnly Heaven’s nymph can perfectly expel<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith bliss, or else \u2014<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE<\/font> (clutching at her bosom with her hand<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO me! who else? who else?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nSpeech secret full of her unedge my pangs.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHeart that left me to flutter in his hands,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNow art thou for that rashness recompensed!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nYes, I too when I cannot get sweet venison<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nAnd hunger for it, often beguile my belly<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith celebrating all its savoury joys.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nYour belly-loves, good friend, are always with you<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd ready to your gulp.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nYou too shall soon<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPossess your love.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nMy friend, I have strange feeling.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHearken, insatiable, exacting, hearken,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd be convinced!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhat feeling?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nThis I feel,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs if this shoulder by her shoulder pressed<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn the car’s shock bore all my sum of being,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd all this frame besides were only weight<\/span><\/p>\n

\nCumbering the impatient earth.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nYet you delay!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE<\/font> (suddenly approaching Pururavas<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO me! sister!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nWhat is it now?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\n

\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nI am<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBefore him, and he does not care!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA<\/font> (smiling<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO thou,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll passionate unreasoning haste! Thou hast not<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPut off as yet invisibility.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nVOICE<\/font> (within<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThis way, my lady.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nAll listen, Urvasie and Chitralekha are despondent.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA<\/font> (in dismay<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHey? The Queen is here?<\/span><\/p>\n

\nKeep watch upon your tongue.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nYou first discharge<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYour face of conscious guilt.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nSister, what now?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nBe calm. We are unseen. This princess looks<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs for a vow arrayed, nor long, if so,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWill tarry.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nAs she speaks, the Queen and Nipunika enter<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nwith attendants carrying offerings.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHow does yonder spotted moon<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFlush with new beauty, O Nipunika,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAt Rohinie’s embracings.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nNIPUNIKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nSo too with you,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLady, my lord looks fairer than himself.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nThe Queen, my lord, looks very sweet and gracious,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEither because I know she’ll give me sweetmeats<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr ’tis a sign of anger quite renounced,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd from your memory to exile her harshness<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShe makes her vow an instrument.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nGood reasons both;<\/span><\/p>\n

\n(smiling<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYet to my humble judgment the poor second<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHas likelier hue. For she in gracious white<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIs clad and sylvanly adorned with flowers,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHer raven tresses spangled with young green<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf sacred grass. All her fair body looks<\/span><\/p>\n

\nGentle and kind, its pomp and pride renounced<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor lovely meekness to her lord.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE<\/font> (approaching<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy husband!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nATTENDANT <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHail to our master!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nPeace attend my lady.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nWelcome.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nHe takes her hand and draws her down on a seat.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nBy right this lady bears the style<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nOf Goddess and of Empress, since no whit<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHer noble majesty of fairness yields<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo Heaven’s Queen.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nO bravely said, my sister!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n‘Twas worthy of a soul where jealous baseness<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOught never harbour.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nI have a vow, my lord,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhich at my husband’s feet must be absolved.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBear with me that I trouble you one moment.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nNo, no, it is not trouble, but a kindness.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nThe good trouble that brings me sweetmeats! often,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO often may such trouble vex my belly.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhat vow is this you would absolve, my own?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nAushinarie looks at Nipunika.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNIPUNIKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\n‘Tis that women perform to win back kindness<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIn eyes of one held dear.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nIf this be so,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nVainly hast thou these tender flower-soft limbs<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAfflicted with a vow’s austerities,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBeloved. Thou suest for favour to thy servant,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPropitiatest who for thy propitiated<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll-loving glance is hungry.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nGreatly he loves her!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhy, silly one, whose heart is gone astraying,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nRedoubles words of kindness to his wife.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDo you not know so much?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE<\/font> (smiling<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNot vain my vow,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat to such words of love has moved already<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy husband.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nStop, my lord, a word well spoken<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIs spoilt by any answer.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nGirls, the offering<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith which I must adore this gentle moonlight<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat dreams upon our terrace!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNIPUNIKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHere, my lady,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAre flowers, here costly scents, all needed things.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nGive them to me.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nShe worships the moonbeams with<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nflowers and perfumes.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\nNipunika, present<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe sweetmeats of the offering to the Brahmin.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNIPUNIKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nI will, my lady. Noble Manavaka,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHere is for you.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n

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\n

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\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nBlessings attend thee. May<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThy vow bear fruit nor end.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nNow, dear my lord,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPray you, draw nearer to me.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nBehold me, love!<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhat must I do?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nAushinarie worships the King, then bowing<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\ndown with folded hands,<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nI, Aushinarie, call<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe divine wife and husband, Rohinie<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd Mrigalanchhan named the spotted moon,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo witness here my vowed obedient love<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo my dear lord. Henceforth whatever woman<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy lord shall love and she desire him too,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI will embrace her and as a sister love,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNor think of jealousy.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nI know not wholly<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHer drift, and yet her words have made me feel<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAll pure and full of noble trust.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nBe confident,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYour love will prove all bliss; surely it must<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhen blessed and sanctioned by this pure, devoted<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd noble nature.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA<\/font> (aside<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWhen from twixt his hands<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nFish leaps, cries me the disappointed fisher,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n“Go, trout, I spare you. This will be put down<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo my account in Heaven.”<\/span><\/p>\n

\n(aloud<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNo more but this<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYou love my friend, your husband, lady?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nDull fool!<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI with the death of my own happiness<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWould give my husband ease. From this consider<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHow dearly I love him.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nSince thou hast power on me<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo give me to another or to keep<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThy slave, I have no right to plead. And yet<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI am not as thou thinkest me, all lost,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO thou too jealous, to thy love.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nMy lord,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWe will not talk of that. I have fulfilled<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy rite, and with observance earned your kindness.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nGirls, let us go.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nIs thus my kindness earned?<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI am not kind, not pleased, if now, beloved,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThou shun and leave me.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nAUSHINARIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nPardon, my lord. I never<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHave yet transgressed the rigour of a vow.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nExeunt Queen, Nipunika and attendants.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWife-lover, uxorious is this King, and yet<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI cannot lure my heart away from him.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nWhy, what new trick of wilful passion’s this?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS<\/font> (sitting down<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe Queen is not far off.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nNever heed that,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSpeak boldly. She has given you up as hopeless.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSo doctors leave a patient, when disease<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDefies all remedy, to his own sweet guidance.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nO that my Urvasie \u2014<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nToday might win<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHer one dear wish.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nFrom her invisible feet<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe lovely sound of anklets on my ear<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWould tinkle, or coming stealing from behind<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBlind both my eyes with her soft little hands<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLike two cool lotuses upon them fallen:<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOr, oh, most sweet! descending on this roof<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShaken with dear delicious terrors, lingering<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd hanging back, be by her sister drawn<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith tender violence, faltering step by step,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTill she lay panting on my knees.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nGo, sister,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nAnd satisfy his wish.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nMust I? well then,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI’ll pluck up heart and play with him a little.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nShe becomes visible, steals behind the King and covers<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nhis eyes with her hands. Chitralekha puts off her veil of<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\ninvisibility and makes a sign to Manavaka.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nNow say, friend, who is this?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nThe hands of beauty.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n‘Tis that Narayan-born whose limbs are sweetness.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHow can you guess?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhat is there here to guess?<\/span><\/p>\n

\nMy heart tells me. The lily of the night<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNeeds not to guess it is the moon’s cool touch.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nShe starts not to the sunbeam. ‘Tis so with me.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNo other woman could but she alone<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHeal with her little hands all my sick pining.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nUrvasie removes her hands and rises to her feet;<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nthen moves a step or two away.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nConquest attend my lord!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nWelcome, O beauty.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nHe draws her down beside him.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHappiness to my brother!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nHere it sits<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBeside me.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nBecause the Queen has given you to me,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTherefore I dare to take into my arms<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYour body like a lover. You shall not think me<\/span><\/p>\n

\nForward.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhat, set the sun to you on this terrace?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nO love, if thou my body dost embrace<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAs seizable, a largess from my Queen,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBut whose permission didst thou ask, when thou<\/span><\/p>\n

\nStolest my heart away?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nBrother, she is<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAbashed and has no answer. Therefore a moment<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTurn to me, grant me one entreaty.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nSpeak.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nWhen spring is vanished and the torrid heat<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThickens, I must attend the glorious Sun.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDo thou so act that this my Urvasie<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLeft lonely with thee, shall not miss her Heaven. <\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhy, what is there in Heaven to pine for? There<\/span><\/p>\n

\nYou do not eat, you do not drink, only<\/span><\/p>\n

\nStare like so many fishes in a row<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWith wide unblinking eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nThe joys of Heaven<\/span><\/p>\n

\nNo thought can even outline. Who then shall make<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe soul forget which thence has fallen? Of this<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBe sure, fair girl, Pururavas is only<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThy sister’s slave: no other woman shares<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThat rule nor can share.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nBrother, this is kind.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nBe brave, my Urvasie, and let me go.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nURVASIE (embracing Chitralekha, pathetically<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nChitralekha, my sister, do not forget me!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nCHITRALEKHA <\/font>(with a smile<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf thee I should entreat that mercy, who<\/span><\/p>\n

\nHast got thy love’s embrace.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nShe bows down to the King and goes.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nNow nobly, sir,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAre you increased with bliss and your desire’s<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAccrual.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nYou say well. This is my increase;<\/span><\/p>\n

\nWho felt not half so blest when I acquired<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe universal sceptre of the world<\/span><\/p>\n

\nAnd sovran footstool touched by jewelled heads<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf tributary monarchs, as today<\/span><\/p>\n

\n

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\n

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\nI feel most happy who have won the right<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo touch two little feet and am allowed<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo be thy slave and do thy lovely bidding.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nI have not words to make a sweeter answer.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nHow does the winning of one loved augment<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSweet contradictions! These are the very rays<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf moonlight burned me late, and now they soothe;<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLove’s wounding shafts caress the heart like flowers,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThou being with me; all natural sights and sounds,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOnce rude and hurtful, now caressing come<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSoftly, because of thee in my embrace.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nI am to blame that I deprived my lord<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSo long.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nBeloved and beautiful, not so!<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor happiness arising after pain<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTastes therefore sweeter, as the shady tree<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo one perplexed with heat and dust affords<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA keener taste of Paradise.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWe have courted<\/span><\/p>\n

\nFor a long hour the whole delightfulness<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOf moonlight in the evening. It is time<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo seek repose.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font>
\n<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nGuide therefore this fair friend<\/span><\/p>\n

\nThe way her feet must henceforth tread.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n

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\nMANAVAKA <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nThis way.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nO love, I have but one wish left.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nURVASIE <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhat wish, my lord?<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nPURURAVAS <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nWhen I had not embraced thee, my desire,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nOne night in passing seemed a hundred nights;<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO now if darkness would extend my joys<\/span><\/p>\n

\nTo equal length of real hours with this<\/span><\/p>\n

\nSweet face upon my bosom, I were blest.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nThey go.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

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