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Uttararamacharitam of Bhavabhuti with Hindi Commentary

महाकवि भवभूति / पं. रामचन्द्र मिश्र द्वारा

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पृष्ठ 366, कुल 439 में से

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पृष्ठ 366

—I 36 ] UTTARARÂMACHARITA. 199
Rama —What are you looking about for, my dear?
(Verse 37) Ever since the time of my marriage, whether
in the house or in the forest, in childhood and after that in
youth, this arm of Rama has been thy pillow lulling thee to
sleep, and not resorted to by any other woman.
Sita — (Just in my sleep). It is so my lord, it is so
(sleeps)
Rama —Why has the sweetly speaking one gone to sleep
on my bosom? (gazing upon her) (Verse 38) She is the
prosperity of my house, she is a collirium pencil of ambrosia
to my eyes, this touch of hers is to my body abundant juice of
sandalwood, this her arm on my neck is a string of pearls cool
and smooth, what about her would not be pleasing, if—but
separation from her is intolerable.
Door-keeper — (entering) There has come, my lord.
Rama —Well who?
Female doorkeeper—Durmukha, your Majesty's perso-
nal attendant.
Rama — (To himself) Durmukha, the attendant of the
harem. He was sent by me as a spy among the citizens and
the country people. (Aloud) Let him enter. (Exit female
door keeper)
Durmukha (entering)—(To himself) Alas! How can I
tell the king such an inconceivable slanderous report of the
people against the queen Sita? Or such is indeed the duty of
me, an unfortunate man.
Sita —(Talks in her sleep) Ah! my gentle lord! where
art thou?
Rama — Alas! it is the same idea of separation suggested
by the picture, which is a cause of anxiety to the queen, and
produces disturbance of her sleep. (Stroking her body affect-
ionately) (Verse 39). Happy is that lucky man, with diffi-
culty is secured that unique thing viz. perfect identity in
happiness and misery, favourable in all conditions, where the
heart finds its solace, the flavour of which cannot be taken
away by old age, which ripens into firm attachment after
time has removed the veil (of reserve).
Durmukha —(Approaching) Victory to your Majesty!
Rama —Speak out what you have learnt.