Love
O Kān, I saw the tender she beside herself!
Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen (1915) · From Bangiya Padabali (trans. 1915)
Dūtikā:
O Kān, I saw the tender she beside herself!
Love is distraught by koil's calls,--
And day by day she wastes away.
He stays abroad, he sends no news,--
How shall the Braj girls live?
The best and fairest of the world endures
The poison and the pain of parting!
She who might have no bed except his bosom,
Now grovels on the ground,--
As if the full round moon lay fallen asunder
In a withered campak garland.
From then till now I have consoled her,
Nought else has saved her life!
Vidyāpati says: O pitiless Mādhava,
She swooned away to hear your name!
Codex Note
Reproaches, Lack and Longing, CIX
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Vidyapati. “O Kān, I saw the tender she beside herself!” Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/vidyapati/108/.
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Vidyapati. “O Kān, I saw the tender she beside herself!” Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/vidyapati/108/.
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