A History of Sanskrit Literature c13.50

c13.50

*Hero, valiant, knowing duty,*
*To honour faithful, lord of earth,*
*If thou art within this forest,*
*Then show thee in thy proper form.*
*Shall I hear the voice of Nala,*
*Sweet as the draught of Amṛita,*
*With its deep and gentle accent,*
*Like rumble of the thunder-cloud,*
*Saying “Daughter of Vidarbha!”*
*To me with clear and blessèd sound,*
*Rich, like Vedas murmured flowing,*
*At once destroying all my grief?*