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

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

female · romantic · 1:04 min

Let me lean upon you, dear, while I stead on tiptoe and pluck a blossom, of the mango, that I may present it as an offering to the god of love. (FIRST MAIDEN: Provided you let me have half the reward which the god will bestow in return.) To be sure you shall, and that without asking. Are we not one in heart and soul, though divided in body? [Leans on her friend and plucks a mango-blossom.) Ah! here is a bud just bursting into flower. It diffuses a delicious perfume, though not yet quite expanded. (Joining her hands reverentially.) God of the bow, who with spring's choicest flowers Dost point thy five unerring shafts (91); to thee I dedicate this blossom; let it serve To barb thy truest arrow; be its mark Some youthful heart that pines to be beloved. [ Throws down a mango-blossom.

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