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

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

male · melancholic · 1:13 min

Daughter, the cherished purpose of my heart Has ever been to wed thee to a man That should be worthy of thee; such a spouse Hast thou thyself, by thine own merits, won. To him thou goest, and about his neck Soon shalt thou cling confidingly, as now Thy favourite jasmine twines its loving arms Around the sturdy mango. Leave thou it To its protector--e'en as I consign Thee to thy lord, and henceforth from my mind Banish all anxious thought on thy behalf. Proceed on thy journey, my child. (S') AKOONTALÁ. [ To PRIYAMVADÁ and ANASÚYÁ. To you, my sweet companions, I leave it as a keepsake. Take charge of it when I am gone. PRIYAMVADÁ AND ANASÚYÁ. [ Bursting into tears. And to whose charge do you leave us, dearest? Who will care for us when you are gone?

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