Love
Now hear me, daughter of a king
Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen (1915) · From Bangiya Padabali (trans. 1915)
Sakhī:
Now hear me, daughter of a king,
For I have come to speak with you:
You have destroyed the life of precious Kāna,--
What work is this that you have wrought?
When day declined, I think,
You walked beside the water's edge,
And when you saw him, did embrace
Some maiden's neck, demurely smiling:
And showing him your moon-face,
You put him in a sorry plight.
Then suddenly you came away, before he saw you well
Now he is weeping, Wel-a-way.
Giving him just a glimpse of your breast,
You stole his heart:
Vidyāpati enquires: Beauty,
How shall Kānu live?
Codex Note
The Counsel of Girl-friends (Sakhīs), XXIX
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Vidyapati. “Now hear me, daughter of a king.” Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/vidyapati/28/.
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Vidyapati. “Now hear me, daughter of a king.” Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/vidyapati/28/.
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