Chamberlain Monologue from Sakoontala; Or, The Lost Ring: An Indian Drama

From Sakoontala; Or, The Lost Ring: An Indian Drama by Kālidāsa

male · melancholic · 1:10 min

[ (Listening.). Oh! here comes his Majesty in this direction. Pass on, maidens; attend to your duties. (BOTH MAIDENS: We will, sir. HAVYA, and preceded by VETRAVATÍ.) [ Gazing at the KING. Well, noble forms are certainly pleasing, under all varieties of outward circumstances. The King's person is as charming as ever, notwithstanding his sorrow of mind. Though but a single golden bracelet spans His wasted arm; though costly ornaments Have given place to penitential weeds; Though oft-repeated sighs have blanched his lips, And robbed them of their bloom; though sleepless care And carking thought have dimmed his beaming eye; Yet does his form, by its inherent lustre, Dazzle the gaze; and, like a priceless gem Committed to some cunning polisher, Grow more effulgent by the loss of substance. SÁNUMATÍ. (Aside. Looking at the KING. Now that I have seen him, I can well understand why [S') akoontalá should pine after such a man, in spite of his disdainful rejection of her.

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