g lover to her arms,
Waiting with divinest love
Till his dream ends in the grove._

For even now (she sang) I see him pause,
Heart-stricken with the waste of heart he makes
Amid them;--all the bows of their bent brows
Wound him no more: no more for all their sakes
Plays he one note upon his amorous lute,
But lets the strings lie mute.

Pensive, as if his parted lips should say--

"My feet with the dances are weary,
The music has dropped from the song,
There is no more delight in the lute-strings,
Sweet Shadows! what thing has gone wrong?
The wings of the wind have left fanning
The palms of the glade;
They are dead, and the blossoms seem dying
In the place where we played.

"We will play no more, beautiful Shadows!
A fancy came solemn and sad,
More sweet, with unspeakable longings,
Than the best of the pleasures we had:
I am not now the Krishna who kissed you;
That exquisite dream,--
The Vision I saw in my dancing--
Has spoiled what you seem.

"Ah! delicate phantoms that cheated
With eyes that looked lasting and true,
I awake,--I have seen her,--my angel--
Farewell to the wood and to you!
Oh, whisper of wonderful pity!
Oh, fair face that shone!
Though thou be a vision, Divinest!
This vision is done."

(_Here ends that Sarga of the Gita Govinda entitled_
KLESHAKESHAVO.)

_SARGA THE THIRD._

MUGDHAMADHUSUDANO.

KRISHNA TROUBLED.

Thereat,--as one who welcomes to her throne
A new-made Queen, and brings before it bound
Her enemies,--so Krishna in his heart
Throned Radha; and--all treasonous follies chained--
He played no more with those first play-fellows:
But, searching through the shadows of the grove
For loveliest Radha,--when he found her not,
Faint with the quest, despairing, lonely, lorn,
And pierced with shame for wasted love and days,
He sate by Jumna, where the canes are thick,
And sang to the wood-echoes words like these:

(_What follows is to the Music_ GURJJARI _and to the Mode_ YATI)

Radha, Enchantress! Radha, queen of all!
Gone--lost, because she found me sinning here;
And I so stricken with my foolish fall,
I could not stay her out of shame and fear;
She wil