Look To This Day
Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life
In its brief
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence
Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life
In its brief
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence
"On the departure of rainy season bechanced is autumn with a heart-pleasingly bloomed lotus as her face, betokening the heart-pleasing face of a new bride, and the autumnal fields of white grass with whitish flowers as her apparel, which beto...
Even the man who is happyglimpses somethingor a hair of sound touches himand his heart overflows with a longinghe does not recognizethen it must be that he is rememberingin a place out of reachshapes he has lovedin a life before thisthe print of t...
Your naturally beautiful reflection will gain entry into the clear waters of
Gambhira River, as into a clear mind
Therefore it is not fitting that you, outof obstinancy, should render futile her glances which are the darting leaps oflitt...
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WN before the Cottage
The two damsels are discovered gathering flowers
King Dushyant in a chariot, pursuing an antelope, with a bow and quiver, attended by his Charioteer
Suta (Charioteer)
[Looking at the antelope, and then at the king] When I cast my eye on that black antelope, and on thee,
O king, wi...
Where the palaces are worthy of comparison to you in these various aspects:you possess lightning, they have lovely women; you have a rainbow, they arefurnished with pictures; they have music provided by resounding drums, youproduce deep, gentle ru...
"Oh, dear, now the kingly monsoon is onset with its clouds containing raindrops, as its ruttish elephants in its convoy, and with skyey flashes of lighting as its pennants and buntings, and with the thunders of thunderbolts as its percussive ...
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An old Chamberlain, sighing
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Enter a Superintendent of Police with two Officers, leading a man with his hands bound
First Officer:
"Oh, dear, with the just unfolded tender leaflets of Mango trees as his incisive arrows, and with shining strings of honeybees as his bowstring, the assailant named Vasanta came very nigh, to afflict the hearts of those that are fully engaged...
The autumn comes, a maiden
In slenderness and grace,
With nodding rice-stems in her
And lilies in her face