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महावीरचरितम् (महाकवि भवभूति - वीररस-प्रधान रामकथा नाटक सम्पूर्ण ७ अङ्क सटीक)

Mahaviracharitam of Mahakavi Bhavabhuti with Commentary

महाकवि भवभूति (टीकाकार: वीरराघव) द्वारा

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पृष्ठ 137, कुल 204 में से

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पृष्ठ 137

45] Act III, The Shadow — Translation [—iii. 12¹⁰ [Voice,] behind the curtain—O Queen, dear companion of [my] residence in the Daṇḍakā forest! Thou daughter of the King of Videha! Sītā—Alas, alas! Calling upon me—ill-starred that I am—and closing his blue eye-lotuses [my Lord] has really swooned! Look, how on the [bare] surface of the earth—all languid and helpless—he is lying out- stretched! Quick, honoured Tamasā, run, run to the rescue: restore my noble Lord to life. Falls at her feet. Tamasā—Do thou, rather, O blessed one, thyself restore the Lord of the world to life. The touch of thy hand carries bliss: on it rests all the burden. 10 Sītā—Be it [then] as it will: As your ladyship commands. Exit in great flurry. Then enters¹ Rāma stretched on the ground and touched by the sorrowing Sītā and reviving and full of joy. Sītā, rather joyfully—I think life seems to have again returned unto the [Lord of the] three worlds! Rāma—Ha! What, in sooth, can this be? Is it, perchance, an anointment of the juice [pressed out] of the [tender] harichandana leaves; or is it rather a sprinkling of [the essence] kneaded out of a sprout of moon-beams? Of the scorching fire of my life the all-allaying [balm], is it an extract from some life-giving herb poured upon my heart? 11 A touch from of old familiar—certainly it is that same, giving life to my soul and [anon] overwhelming it with languor: It hath at once dispelled the gloom which came from my grief, but hath [also] thrown me once more into a lassitude of joy! 12 Sītā, withdrawing in excitement and sorrow—Even this much now for me should more than suffice! Rāma, sitting up—Surely it could not have been my Queen come, out of affection, to favour me? Sītā—Alas, alas! Wherefore [now] should my noble Lord worry himself (maggissadi)² about me? Rāma—Well: I [must] find out. Sītā—Honoured Tamasā, let us depart. Should he see me, for thus approaching him without leave, the King will be ever so much more dis- pleased with me. ¹ 'Is discovered' we should say in modern          of me [if he should find me here, as he     theatrical terms.                                            probably will]? ² Or, what opinion will he have (mantissadi)