उत्तररामचरितम् (महाकवि भवभूति - संस्कृत मूल एवं हिन्दी व्याख्या)

224 TRANSLATION OF [III. 39— if with adamantine cement, has become full of perspiration, helplessly paralysed, and trembles as if utterly powerless, on account of the touch of my noble lord which, owing to his enduring affection, is cool and refreshing to me, which quickly assuages my long and terrible sorrow. Rama —Friend! How can you speak of wild talk? (Verse 40 first half) That hand which, wearing bracelets, was long ago taken by me in the marriage ceremony, which was familiar with (i. e. possessed the same qualities as) the rays of the moon cool as ambrosia, Sita —My noble lord! thou art now the same. Rama —(latter half of Verse 40) That very same hand of hers, beautiful on account of its resemblance to snow- flakes and like a tender lavali shoot, has again been obtained by me. (With these words he seizes it) Sita —Alas alas! charmed by the touch of my lord I have surely committed a blunder Rama —Friend Vasanti! Having my senses fascinated (paralysed) with joy I am not master of myself on account of excitement. Therefore do you hold her for a moment. Vasanti —Alas This is simply madness. (Sita quickly snatches away her hand and withdraws) — Rama —Alas alas! what a blunder! (Verse 41). That leaf like hand numbed, perspiring and trembling, has suddenly slipped away from mine that is numbed, moist and trembling. Sita —Alas! Alas! with eyes at one time wandering, at another fixed, at one time dazed, at another wildly rolling, he is not yet able to compose himself. Tamasa —(Looking at Sita with affection, admiration and smile) (Verse 42) My dear child, with her limbs perspiring having the hair erect, and quivering, has become, through the delight caused by the touch of her beloved, like the branch of a kadamba tree agitated by the wind, and washed by recent showers, with its buds just appearing. Sita —(To herself) Ah! having thus lost control over my heart I am ashamed in the presence of revered Tamasa, what indeed will be her thoughts to behold this repudiation and yet such an affection on my part? Rama —(Looking in every direction) What is she not here! Oh cruel Sita!