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"_THE INDIAN SONG OF SONGS," FROM THE SANSKRIT OF THE GÎTA GOVINDA OF JAYADEVA TWO BOOKS FROM "THE ILIAD OF INDIA" (MAHÁBHÁRATA) "PROVERBIAL WISDOM" FROM THE SHLOKAS OF THE HITOPADEŚA, AND OTHER ORIENTAL POEMS_
OFFICER OF THE WHITE ELEPHANT OF SIAM THIRD CLASS OF THE IMPERIAL ORDER OF THE MEDJIDIE FELLOW OF THE ROYAL ASIATIC AND ROYAL GEOGRAPHICAL SOCIETIES HONORARY MEMBER OF THE SOCIETÉ DE GEOGRAPHIE, MARSEILLES, ETC. ETC. FORMERLY PRINCIPAL OF THE DECCAN COLLEGE, POONA AND FELLOW OF THE UNIVERSITY OF BOMBAY
Sarga the Second--The Penitence of Krishna 22
Sarga the Fifth--The Longings of Krishna 44
Sarga the Seventh--Krishna supposed false 59
Sarga the Eighth--The Rebuking of Krishna 75
Sarga the Ninth--The End of Krishna's Trial 79
Sarga the Eleventh--The Union of Radha and Krishna 88
Dedication of a Poem from the Sanskrit 150
PROVERBIAL WISDOM FROM THE SHLOKAS OF THE HITOPADESA 221
"The sky is clouded; and the wood resembles The sky, thick-arched with black Tamâla boughs; O Radha, Radha! take this Soul, that trembles In life's deep midnight, to Thy golden house." So Nanda spoke,--and, led by Radha's spirit, The feet of Krishna found the road aright; Wherefore, in bliss which all high hearts inherit, Together taste they Love's divine delight.
_He who wrote these things for thee, Of the Son of Wassoodee, Was the poet Jayadeva; Him Saraswati gave ever Fancies fair his mind to throng, Like pictures palace-walls along; Ever to his notes of love Lakshmi's mystic dancers move. If thy spirit seeks to brood On Hari glorious, Hari good; If it feeds on solemn numbers. Dim as dreams and soft as slumbers, Lend thine ear to Jayadev, Lord of all the spells that save. Umapatidhara's strain Glows like roses after rain; Sharan's stream-like song is grand, If its tide ye understand; Bard more wise beneath the sun Is not found than Govardhun; Dhoyi holds the listener still With his shlokes of subtle skill; But for sweet words suited well Jayadeva doth excel._
(_What follows is to the Music_ MÂLAVA _and the Mode_ RUPAKA.)
O thou that held'st the blessed Veda dry When all things else beneath the floods were hurled; Strong Fish-God! Ark of Men! _Jai!_ Hari, _jai!_ Hail, Keshav, hail! thou Master of the world!