Nil Darpan; or, The Indigo Planting Mirror, A Drama.: Translated from the Bengali by a Native.Mitra, Dinabandhu
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Nil Darpan; or, The Indigo Planting Mirror, A Drama.: Translated from the Bengali by a Native.
Mitra, Dinabandhu
Indigo industry -- India -- Bengal -- Drama
Footnote 66:
Kartika is taken to be the most lovely in appearance among the
gods—the symbol of male beauty. He is the son of Siva and
Doorgah.
Footnote 67:
Here, the reference is to the last of the three days in which
the goddess Doorgah is worshipped; and the last day is taken to
be one of great pain, because on that day she is to take her
departure from her parents to go to her husband Siva.
Footnote 68:
Thickly prepared signifies many coverings of the bed placed one
above another.
Footnote 69:
It is one of the names of Doorgah. The term signifies “full of
rice,” or the Goddess of Plenty.
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FIFTH ACT—FOURTH SCENE.
THE HALL IN THE HOUSE OF GOLUK CHUNDER BASU.
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_Sabitri sitting with the dead body of Nobin on her lap._
_Sabitri._ Let my dear child sleep; my dear keeps my heart at
rest. When I see the sweet face, I remember that other face[70]
(_kisses_). My child is sleeping most soundly (_rubs the hand
over the head of the corpse_). Ah! what have the musquitoes
done? What shall I do for the heat? I must not lie down without
letting the curtains fall (_rubs the hand on the breast of the
body_) Ah! Can the mother suffer this, to see the bugs bite the
child and let drops of blood come out. No one is here to prepare
the bed of the child; how shall I let it lie down. I have no one
for me; but all are gone with my husband. (_Weeps_). Oh
unfortunate creature that I am! I am crying with my child here
(_observing the face of Nobin_). The child of the sorrowful
woman is now making deala[71] (_kissing the mouth_). No, my
dear, I have forgotten all distress in seeing thee; I am not
weeping (_placing the pap on its mouth_); my dear, suckle the
pap, my dear, suckle it; I entreated the bad woman so much, even
fell at her feet, still she did not bring my husband for once;
he would have gone after settling about the milk of the child.
This stupid person has such a friendship with Yama, that if she
had written a letter, he would have immediately given him leave
(_seeing the rope in her hand_). The husband never gets
salvation if on his death the widow still wears ornaments;
although I wept with such loud cries, still they made me wear
the shanka.[72] I have burnt it by the lamp, still it is in my
hands (_cuts off the rope with her teeth_). For a widow to wear
ornaments it does not look good and is not tolerable. On my
hands there has arisen a blister (_cries_). Whoever has stopped
my wearing the shanka, let her shanka be taken off within three
days[73] (_snaps the joints of her fingers on the ground_). Let
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