Illustrated history of ancient literature, oriental and classicalQuackenbos, John D. (John Duncan)
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Illustrated history of ancient literature, oriental and classical
Quackenbos, John D. (John Duncan)
Classical literature -- History and criticism; Oriental literature -- History and criticism
How, O my child! shall my bereaved heart
Forget its bitterness, when, day by day,
Full in my sight shall grow the tender plants
Reared by thy care, or sprung from hallowed grain
Which thy loved hands have strewn around the door—
A frequent offering to our household gods.”
THE KING AND SAKOONTALÂ’S PORTRAIT.
“My finger, burning with the glow of love,
Has left its impress on the painted tablet;
While here and there, alas! a scalding tear
Has fallen on the cheek and dimmed its brightness.
Go fetch the brush that I may finish it.
A sweet Sirisha blossom should be twined
Behind her ear, its perfumed crest depending
Toward her cheek; and resting on her bosom,
A lotus-fibre necklace, soft and bright
As an autumnal moonbeam, should be traced.”
While gazing on the picture, the king in his infatuation mistakes for
reality a bee which he has himself painted in the act of settling on
the rosy lips of his love, and after attempting to drive it off is
apprised of his error by an attendant, whom he thus addresses:—
“While all entranced I gazed upon her picture,
My loved one seemed to live before my eyes,
Till every fibre of my being thrilled
With rapturous emotion. Oh! ’twas cruel
To dissipate the day-dream, and transform
The blissful vision to a lifeless image.
Vain is the hope of meeting her in dreams,
For slumber, night by night, forsakes my couch.
And now that I would fain assuage my grief
By gazing on her portrait, here before me,
Tears of despairing love obscure my sight.”
MONIER WILLIAMS.
Sakoontalâ may justly be called the pearl of Eastern dramatic poetry.
It has been translated into every European tongue, and has elicited the
admiration of all civilized nations. In the language of Goethe:—
“Would’st thou the young year’s blossom and the fruits of its
decline,
And all by which the soul is charmed, enraptured, feasted, fed—
Would’st thou the earth and heaven itself in one sole name combine?
I name thee, O Sakoontalâ! and all at once is said.”
From the author of this drama we have two other pieces worthy of his
fame, “the Hero and the Nymph” and a popular comedy. His era was the
golden age of the Hindoo theatre.
Other noted plays, a few out of many, are “the Toy Cart,” a domestic
drama with a public underplot; “the Signet of the Minister,” which had
a political bearing; “the Stolen Marriage;” and an allegorical play,
“the Moonrise of Science.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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