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Kathasaritsagara 4.2.99

Kathāsaritsāgara 4.2.99

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Sanskrit

4.2.99

ehi tatraiva gacchāva ity uktvā ca samutsukam /
mām ādāya niśi svairaṃ sa prāyāc chabarādhipaḥ //

Happy is that maiden in the world, whose braceleted hand is taken in this life by that treasure-house of friendship, generosity, compassion, and patience. And if this beautiful form of yours is not linked to such a man, then I cannot help grieving that Káma bears the bow in vain." By these words of the king of the hunters the mind of the maiden was suddenly carried away, as if by the syllables of the god of Love's bewildering spell. And prompted by love, she said to that Śavara, "Where is that friend of yours? Bring him here and shew him to me." When he heard that, he said— ' I will do so," and that moment the Śavara took leave of her and sot out on his journey in high spirits, considering his object attained. And after he had reached his village, he took with him pearls and musk, a weight sufficient for hundreds of heavily-laden porters, and came to our house. There he was honoured by all the inmates, and entering it, he offered to my father that present, which was worth much gold. And after that day and that night had been spent in feasting, he related to me in private the story of his interview with the maiden from the very commencement. And he said to me, who was all excitement, " Come, let us go there," and so the Śavara carried me off at night just as he pleased. And in the morning my father found that I had gone off somewhere with the Śavara prince, but feeling perfect confidence in his affection, he remained master of his feelings.

Charles Henry Tawney 1880, The Kathá Sarit Ságara, or Ocean of the Streams of Story

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