The Music of Hindostan c7.220

c7.220

Ex. 163. O daugh-ter of Bhī - ma, queen Da-ma-ya-ntī, The hour is come; O bride of Na-la, the hour of your woo-ing, The hour of your choice, O daugh-ter of kings. For ma-ny kings are come to the ce-re-mo-ny And here a-wait your voice, To pronounce their mak-ing or un-do-ing, Their sal-va-tion or their doom. O daugh-ter of Bhī - ma, queen Da-ma-ya-ntī, The hour is come, O daugh-ter of kings. Up-on those lus-trous eyes put an-ti-mo-ny Lay on these jew - els rare Min-gle the scent of the pān with the scent of the flowers in your hair O daugh-ter of Bhī - ma, queen Da-ma-ya-ntī, The hour is come, O daugh - ter of kings.