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Here stands the eager lover, and you pale For fear lest he disdain a love so kind: The seeker may find fortune, or may fail; But how could fortune, seeking, fail to find? And again: The ardent lover comes, and yet you fear Lest he disdain love's tribute, were it brought, The hope of which has led his footsteps here-- Pearls need not seek, for they themselves are sought. _The two friends_. You are too modest about your own charms. Would anybody put up a parasol to keep off the soothing autumn moonlight? _Shakuntala_ (_smiling_). I suppose I shall have to obey orders. (_She meditates_.) _King_. It is only natural that I should forget to wink when I see my darling. For One clinging eyebrow lifted, As fitting words she seeks, Her face reveals her passion For me in glowing cheeks. _Shakuntala_. Well, I have thought out a little song. But I haven't anything to write with. _Priyamvada_. Here is a lotus-leaf, glossy as a parrot's breast. You can cut the letters in it with your nails. _Shakuntala_. Now listen, and tell me whether it makes sense. _The two friends_. Please. _Shakuntala_ (_reads_). I know not if I read your heart aright; Why, pitiless, do you distress me so? I only know that longing day and night Tosses my restless body to and fro, That yearns for you, the source of all its woe. _King_ (_advancing_). Though Love torments you, slender maid, Yet he consumes me quite, As daylight shuts night-blooming flowers And slays the moon outright. _The two friends_ (_perceive the king and rise joyfully_). Welcome to the wish that is fulfilled without delay. (SHAKUNTALA _tries to rise_.) _King_. Do not try to rise, beautiful Shakuntala. Your limbs from which the strength is fled, That crush the blossoms of your bed And bruise the lotus-leaves, may be Pardoned a breach of courtesy. _Shakuntala_ (_sadly to herself_). Oh, my heart, you were so impatient, and now you find no answer to make. _Anusuya_. Your Majesty, pray do this stone bench the honour of sitting upon it. (SHAKUNTALA _edges away_.) _King_ (_seating himself_). Priyamvada, I trust your friend's illness is not dangerous. _Priyamvada_ (_smiling_). A remedy is being applied and it will soon be better. It is plain, sir, that you and she love each other. But I love her too, and I must say something over again. _King_. Pray do not hesitate. I
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