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

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

male · anguished · 1:13 min

You see in me a poor man, who supports his family by catching fish with nets, hooks, and the like. (SUPERINTENDENT:!) Blame me not for it, master, The father's occupation, though despised By others, casts no shame upon the son, And he should not forsake it (86). Is the priest Who kills the animal for sacrifice Therefore deemed cruel? Sure a low-born man May, though a fisherman, be tender-hearted. (SUPERINTENDENT: Well, well; go on with your story.) One day I was cutting open a large carp (87) I had just hooked, when the sparkle of a jewel caught my eye, and what should I find in the fish's maw but that ring! Soon afterwards, when I was offering it for sale, I was seized by your honours. Now you know everything. Whether you kill me, or whether you let me go, this is the true account of how the ring came into my possession.

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