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प्रियदर्शिका नाटिका (सम्राट हर्षवर्धन - चतुरङ्क शास्त्रीय नाटिका सान्वय सटीक)

Priyadarshika Natika of Emperor Harsha with Commentary

सम्राट हर्षवर्धन द्वारा

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पृष्ठ 99, कुल 184 में से

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पृष्ठ 99

Act II ] 13 pp. 18-19] should be reminded of that", so I will put the king in in mind of that, so that he will be engaged in thoughts about a husband for her. · KING.—(With joy) This then is that daughter of Vindhyaketu. (With regret) Long have we been foiled (or, robbed of her sight). Friend; this is indeed, a maiden, to look at whom is not sinful. We shall see her now without hesitation (or freely). A'RAN.—(Angrily stopping her ears) Go you then. I have nothing to do with you who talk nonsense. · (The maid-servant goes and gesticulates the collecting of flowers. KING.—Oh, her nobility of birth has been greatly manifested by her firmness (of mind). Friend, blessed, indeed, will be he who will be the object of the happiness of the touch of her body. ( ARANYIKA' acts the collecting of lotuses ). VIDU.—O friend, mark, mark; wonderful, wonderful! As she plucks the lotuses, she puts into the background the beauty of the lotus-beds by the spreading lustre of her hand moving in the water. KING—Friend, this is quite true. See— Having become the object of the touch of the hand of her, who gives delight by her glances similar to that of (given by) a continuous shower of the drops of nectar, and who has assumed a peculiar loveliness owing to the slipping of her breast garment, as of the rays of the body of the moon that gives delight with a fitting shower of nectareous drops and that becomes peculiarly charming owing to the veil of clouds being removed, it is wonder- ful, indeed, that these lotuses do not become closed up at once. (7) A'RANY.—(Gesticulating torment from bees) Oh fie! oh fie! These other wicked bees, greatly annoying me as they alight on the beds of blue lotuses, after leaving the lotus plant, torment me here. (Covering her face