is perhaps seven years.
SHAKUNTALA
PROLOGUE
BENEDICTION UPON THE AUDIENCE
Eight forms has Shiva, lord of all and king:
And these are water, first created thing;
And fire, which speeds the sacrifice begun;
The priest; and time's dividers, moon and sun;
The all-embracing ether, path of sound;
The earth, wherein all seeds of life are found;
And air, the breath of life: may he draw near,
Revealed in these, and bless those gathered here.
_The stage-director_. Enough of this! (_Turning toward the
dressing-room_.) Madam, if you are ready, pray come here. (_Enter an
actress_.)
_Actress_. Here I am, sir. What am I to do?
_Director_. Our audience is very discriminating, and we are to offer
them a new play, called _Shakuntala and the ring of recognition_,
written by the famous Kalidasa. Every member of the cast must be on
his mettle.
_Actress_. Your arrangements are perfect. Nothing will go wrong.
_Director_ (_smiling_). To tell the truth, madam,
Until the wise are satisfied,
I cannot feel that skill is shown;
The best-trained mind requires support,
And does not trust itself alone.
_Actress_. True. What shall we do first?
_Director_. First, you must sing something to please the ears of the
audience.
_Actress_. What season of the year shall I sing about? _Director_.
Why, sing about the pleasant summer which has just begun. For at this
time of year
A mid-day plunge will temper heat;
The breeze is rich with forest flowers;
To slumber in the shade is sweet;
And charming are the twilight hours.
_Actress_ (_sings_).
The siris-blossoms fair,
With pollen laden,
Are plucked to deck her hair
By many a maiden,
But gently; flowers like these
Are kissed by eager bees.
_Director_. Well done! The whole theatre is captivated by your song,
and sits as if painted. What play shall we give them to keep their
good-will?
_Actress_. Why, you just told me we were to give a new play called
_Shakuntala and the ring_.
_Director_. Thank you for reminding me. For the moment I had quite
forgotten.
Your charming song had carried me away
As the deer enticed the hero of our play.
(_Exeunt ambo_.)
ACT I
THE HUNT
(_Enter, in a chariot, pursuing a deer_, KING DUSHYANTA, _bow and
arrow in hand; and a charioteer_.)
_Charioteer_ (_Looking at the king and the deer_). Your Majesty,
I see you hunt the spotted deer
With shafts
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