हंससंदेशः /232
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<p lang="sa">has (now) all at once become great as he has taken
possession of a vulnerable point (in me) during the
period of (my) separation (from you), and who belongs.
to (i.e., blows from) that cardinal point which has been
rendered fragrant by the sweet scents of the Kunda
flowers."</p>
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sa">35. "With his bow unbent (i.e., unstrung) and with
his head bent low (in respect), Rama spoke, in fear, to
the Deity of the Spring, who was filling (the world), to
the very ends of the cardinal points, with the variegated
arrows of the God of the Flower-bow, (arrows) that never
failed to reach their mark, which are smeared with mead,
(and) which are greedy to taste (the life-blood of) women
who are suffering from separation from those they love,
thus: 'Please do not exist by the side of Sita.'"</p>
<p lang="With his bow unbent (i.e., unstrung) and with
his head bent low (in respect), Rama spoke, in fear, to
the Deity of the Spring, who was filling (the world), to
the very ends of the cardinal points, with the variegated
arrows of the God of the Flower-bow, (arrows) that never
failed to reach their mark, which are smeared with mead,
(and) which are greedy to taste (the life-blood of) women
who are suffering from separation from those they love,
thus: 'Please do not exist by the side of Sita.'sa"
>36.
" "As I stood in the path of the Malaya breezes,
which were full of the confusedly blended notes issuing
from cuckoos and quivering on either side, and which
were swarming with chains made up of multitudes of big
were swarming with chains made up of multitudes of big
black bees issuing out (of the flowers) slowly, with their
bodies covered with the pollen of jasmine flowers, I was
drawn back by Lakshmana, who feared (for me).
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sa">"</p>
<p lang="sa" merge-next="true">37.""O thou of fine form! As the red Asoka stands
shining like a flame near (me), the Kuranja trees, that
indicate the circumstances of your marriage by (shower-
ing on it) multitudes of flowers, delightfully like the
shower of puffed grain, create sorrowful thoughts in my
mind, thus:-I am dull and inactive. What shall I say
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<ignore lang="sa">122
<ignore lang="en">TRANSLATION
<p lang="sa">has (now) all at once become great as he has taken
possession of a vulnerable point (in me) during the
period of (my) separation (from you), and who belongs.
to (i.e., blows from) that cardinal point which has been
rendered fragrant by the sweet scents of the Kunda
flowers."</p>
<p lang="
his head bent low (in respect), Rama spoke, in fear, to
the Deity of the Spring, who was filling (the world), to
the very ends of the cardinal points, with the variegated
arrows of the God of the Flower-bow, (arrows) that never
failed to reach their mark, which are smeared with mead,
(and) which are greedy to taste (the life-blood of) women
who are suffering from separation from those they love,
thus: 'Please do not exist by the side of Sita.'"</p>
<p lang="
his head bent low (in respect), Rama spoke, in fear, to
the Deity of the Spring, who was filling (the world), to
the very ends of the cardinal points, with the variegated
arrows of the God of the Flower-bow, (arrows) that never
failed to reach their mark, which are smeared with mead,
(and) which are greedy to taste (the life-blood of) women
who are suffering from separation from those they love,
thus: 'Please do not exist by the side of Sita.'
"
which were full of the confusedly blended notes issuing
from cuckoos and quivering on either side, and which
were swarming with chains made up of multitudes of big
were swarming with chains made up of multitudes of big
black bees issuing out (of the flowers) slowly, with their
bodies covered with the pollen of jasmine flowers, I was
drawn back by Lakshmana, who feared (for me).
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<p lang="sa" merge-next="true">37.
shining like a flame near (me), the Kuranja trees, that
indicate the circumstances of your marriage by (shower-
ing on it) multitudes of flowers, delightfully like the
shower of puffed grain, create sorrowful thoughts in my
mind, thus:-I am dull and inactive. What shall I say
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