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Translations

from Sanskrit and Other Languages

II. From Bengali

Songs of Bidyapati

V

Playing she plays not, so newly shy,

She may not brook the passing eye.

Looking she looks not lest surmise

Laugh from her own girl-comrades’ eyes.

Hearken, O hearken, Madhav, to me.

Just is the case I bring to thee.

Radha today these eyes beheld;

A maid she is unparalleled.

O her face and its lovely lights!

O looks that ravish, O charm that invites!

Flower of ruby with lotus grows

In her vermeil lips that exceed the rose;

And with honey have snared her large twin eyes

Two shapes of bees that may not rise;

And her brow’s arch is as tho’ left slack

Love’s own bow in hue were black.

Saith the envoy girl whose words I teach

“The bloom of her limbs surpasseth speech.”