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The Recognition of Śakuntalā 5.97

Shakuntala (in Kalidasa, Translations of Shakuntala and Other Works) 5.97

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5.97

As my heart ponders whether I could ever
Have wed this woman that has come to me
In tortured loveliness, as I endeavour
To bring it back to mind, then like a bee That hovers round a jasmine flower at dawn,
While frosty dews of morning still o’erweave it,
And hesitates to sip ere they be gone,
I cannot taste the sweet, and cannot leave it.

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