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"How shall I tell which be the gods, And which is noble Nala?" Deep-distressed And meditative waxed she, musing hard What those signs were, delivered us of old, Whereby gods may be known: "Of all those signs Taught by our elders, lo! I see not one Where stand yon five." So murmured she, and turned Over and over every mark she knew. At last, resolved to make the gods themselves Her help at need, with reverent air and voice Humbly saluted she those heavenly ones, And with joined palms and trembling accents spake:-- "As, when I heard the swans, I chose my Prince, By that sincerity I call ye, Gods, To show my Love to me and make me know! As in my heart and soul and speech I stand True to my choice, by that sincerity I call the all-knowing gods to make me know! As the high gods created Nishadha's chief To be my lord, by their sincerity I bid them show themselves, and make me know! As my vow, sealed to him, must be maintained For his name, and for mine, I call the gods By such sincerity to make me know! Let them appear, the masters of the world-- The high gods--each one in his proper shape, That I may see Nishadha's chief, my choice, Whom minstrels praise, and Damayanti loves." Hearing that earnest speech--so passion-fraught, So full of truth, of strong resolve, of love, Of singleness of soul and constancy-- Even as she spake, the gods disclosed themselves. By well-seen signs the effulgent Ones she knew. Shadowless stood they, with unwinking eyes, And skins which never moist with sweat; their feet Light-gliding o'er the ground, not touching it; The unfading blossoms on their brows not soiled By earthly dust, but ever fair and fresh. Whilst, by their side, garbed so and visaged so, But doubled by his shadow, stained with dust, The flower-cups wiltering in his wreath, his skin Pearly with sweat, his feet upon the earth, And eyes a-wink, stood Nala. One by one Glanced she on those divinities, then bent Her gaze upon the Prince, and, joyous, said:-- "I know thee, and I name my rightful lord, Taking Nishadha's chief." Therewith she drew Modestly nigh, and held him by the cloth, With large eyes beaming love, and round his neck Hung the bright chaplet, love's delicious crown; So choosing him--him only--whom she named
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