home *** CD-ROM | disk | FTP | other *** search
- ANASHUYA AND VIJAYA
-
- A i{little Indian temple} in i{the Golden Age.} Around it i{a garden;}
- i{around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, kneelinq}
- i{within the temple.}
- i{Anashuya.} Send peace on all the lands and flickering
- corn. --
- O, may tranquillity walk by his elbow
- When wandering in the forest, if he love
- No other. -- Hear, and may the indolent flocks
- Be plentiful. -- And if he love another,
- May panthers end him. -- Hear, and load our king
- With wisdom hour by hour. -- May we two stand,
- When we are dead, beyond the setting suns,
- A little from the other shades apart,
- With mingling hair, and play upon one lute.
- i{Vijaya [entering and throwing} a i{lily at her].} Hail! hail, my
- Anashuya.
- i{Anashuya.} No: be still.
- I, priestess of this temple, offer up
- prayers for the land.
- i{Vijaya. I} will wait here, Amrita.
- i{Anashuya.} By mighty Brahma's ever-rustling robe,
- Who is Amrita? Sorrow of all sorrows!
- Another fills your mind.
- i{Vijaya.} My mother's name.
- i{Anashuya [sings, coming out} of i{the temple].}
- A sad, sad i{thought went by me slowly:}
- i{Sigh,} O i{you little stars.!} O i{sigh and shake your blue}
- i{apparel.!}
- i{The sad, sad thought} has i{gone from me now wholly:}
- i{Sing,} O you i{little stars.!} O i{sing and raise your rapturous}
- i{carol}
- i{To mighty Brahma,} be i{who made you many} as i{the sands,}
- i{And laid you} on i{the gates} of i{evening with his quiet hands.}
- i{(Sits down on the steps of the temple.j}
- Vijaya, I have brought my evening rice;
- The sun has laid his chin on the grey wood,
- Weary, with all his poppies gathered round him.
- i{Vijaya.} The hour when Kama, full of sleepy laughter,
- Rises, and showers abroad his fragrant arrows,
- Piercing the twilight with their murmuring barbs.
- i{Anashuya.} See-how the sacred old flamingoes come.
- Painting with shadow all the marble steps:
- Aged and wise, they seek their wonted perches
- Within the temple, devious walking, made
- To wander by their melancholy minds.
- Yon tall one eyes my supper; chase him away,
- Far, far away. I named him after you.
- He is a famous fisher; hour by hour
- He ruffles with his bill the minnowed streams.
- Ah! there he snaps my rice. I told you so.
- Now cuff him off. He's off! A kiss for you,
- Because you saved my rice. Have you no thanks?
- i{Vijaya [sings]. Sing you} of i{her, O first few stars,}
- i{Whom Brahma, touching with his finger, praises, for you}
- i{hold}
- i{The van} of i{wandering quiet; ere you be too calm and old,}
- i{Sing, turning in your cars,}
- i{Sing, till you raise your hands and sigh, and from your car-}
- i{heads peer,}
- i{With all your whirling hair, and drop many an azure tear.}
- i{Anashuya.} What know the pilots of the stars of tears?
- i{Vijaya.} Their faces are all worn, and in their eyes
- Flashes the fire of sadness, for they see
- The icicles that famish all the North,
- Where men lie frozen in the glimmering snow;
- And in the flaming forests cower the lion
- And lioness, with all their whimpering cubs;
- And, ever pacing on the verge of things,
- The phantom, Beauty, in a mist of tears;
- While we alone have round us woven woods,
- And feel the softness of each other's hand,
- Amrita, while -- -
- i{Anashuya [going away from him].}
- Ah me! you love another,
- i{[Bursting into tears.]}
- And may some sudden dreadful ill befall her!
- i{Vijaya. I} loved another; now I love no other.
- Among the mouldering of ancient woods
- You live, and on the village border she,
- With her old father the blind wood-cutter;
- I saw her standing in her door but now.
- i{Anashuya.} Vijaya, swear to love her never more.
- i{Vijaya.} Ay, ay.
- i{Anashuya.} Swear by the parents of the gods,
- Dread oath, who dwell on sacred Himalay,
- On the far Golden peak; enormous shapes,
- Who still were old when the great sea was young;
- On their vast faces mystery and dreams;
- Their hair along the mountains rolled and filled
- From year to year by the unnumbered nests
- Of aweless birds, and round their stirless feet
- The joyous flocks of deer and antelope,
- Who never hear the unforgiving hound.
- Swear!
- i{Vijaya.} By the parents of the gods, I swear.
- i{Anashuya [sings].} I i{have forgiven,} O i{new star!}
- i{Maybe you have not heard} of i{us, you have come forth} so
- i{newly,}
- You i{hunter} of i{the fields afar!}
- i{Ah, you will know my loved one by his hunter's arrows}
- i{truly,}
- i{Shoot on him shafts} of i{quietness, that he may ever keep}
- A i{lonely laughter, and may kiss his hands to me in sleep.}
- Farewell, Vijaya. Nay, no word, no word;
- I, priestess of this temple, offer up
- Prayers for the land.
- i{[Vijaya goes.]}
- O Brahma, guard in sleep
- The merry lambs and the complacent kine,
- The flies below the leaves, and the young mice
- In the tree roots, and all the sacred flocks
- Of red flamingoes; and my love, Vijaya;
- And may no restless fay with fidget finger
- Trouble his sleeping: give him dreams of me.
-