Monologue

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

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

male · contemplative · 52 sec

, Thou bring dishonour on the holy sage Thy tender-hearted parent, who delights To shield from harm the tenants of the wood. (ATTENDANT: Gentle Sir, I thank you; but he is not the saint's son.) His behaviour and whole bearing would have led me to doubt it, had not the place of his abode encouraged the idea. [ Follows the CHILD, and takes him by the hand, according to the request of the attendant. Aside. I marvel that the touch of this strange child Should thrill me with delight; if so it be, How must the fond caresses of a son Transport the father's soul who gave him being! (ATTENDANT:. Wonderful! Prodigious!) What excites your surprise, my good woman?

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