उत्तररामचरितम् (महाकवि भवभूति - संस्कृत मूल एवं हिन्दी व्याख्या)

224 TRANSLATION OF [III. 39—
if with adamantine cement, has become full of perspiration,
helplessly paralysed, and trembles as if utterly powerless,
on account of the touch of my noble lord which, owing to his
enduring affection, is cool and refreshing to me, which quickly
assuages my long and terrible sorrow.
Rama —Friend! How can you speak of wild talk?
(Verse 40 first half) That hand which, wearing bracelets,
was long ago taken by me in the marriage ceremony, which
was familiar with (i. e. possessed the same qualities as) the
rays of the moon cool as ambrosia,
Sita —My noble lord! thou art now the same.
Rama —(latter half of Verse 40) That very same
hand of hers, beautiful on account of its resemblance to snow-
flakes and like a tender lavali shoot, has again been obtained
by me. (With these words he seizes it)
Sita —Alas alas! charmed by the touch of my lord I
have surely committed a blunder
Rama —Friend Vasanti! Having my senses fascinated
(paralysed) with joy I am not master of myself on account of
excitement. Therefore do you hold her for a moment.
Vasanti —Alas This is simply madness.
(Sita quickly snatches away her hand and withdraws) —
Rama —Alas alas! what a blunder! (Verse 41). That
leaf like hand numbed, perspiring and trembling, has suddenly
slipped away from mine that is numbed, moist and trembling.
Sita —Alas! Alas! with eyes at one time wandering, at
another fixed, at one time dazed, at another wildly rolling, he
is not yet able to compose himself.
Tamasa —(Looking at Sita with affection, admiration and
smile) (Verse 42) My dear child, with her limbs perspiring
having the hair erect, and quivering, has become, through the
delight caused by the touch of her beloved, like the branch of
a kadamba tree agitated by the wind, and washed by recent
showers, with its buds just appearing.
Sita —(To herself) Ah! having thus lost control over my
heart I am ashamed in the presence of revered Tamasa, what
indeed will be her thoughts to behold this repudiation and yet
such an affection on my part?
Rama —(Looking in every direction) What is she not
here! Oh cruel Sita!