• Autumn

    HE autumn comes, a maiden fair
    In slenderness and grace,
    With nodding rice-stems in her hair... more »

  • Look To This Day

    Look to this day:
    For it is life, the very life of life.
    In its brief course... more »

  • Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 01 - Summer

    "Oh, dear, this utterly sweltering season of the highly rampant sun is drawing nigh, and it will always be good enough to go on taking daytime baths, as the lakes and rivers will still be with plenteous waters, and at the end of the day, nightfall will be pleasant with fascinating moon, and in such nights Love-god can somehow be almost mollified...[who tortured us in the previous vernal season... but now without His sweltering us, we can happily enjoy the nights devouring cool soft drinks and dancing and merrymaking in outfields...]

    "Oh, beloved one, somewhere the moon shoved the blackish columns of night aside, somewhere else the palace-chambers with water [showering, sprinkling and splashing] machines are highly exciting, and else where the matrices of gems, [like coolant pearls and moon-stone, etc.,] are there, and even the pure sandalwood is liquefied [besides other coolant scents,] thus this season gets an adoration from all the people...... more »

  • Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 02 - Rainy Season

    "Oh, dear, now the kingly monsoon is onset with its clouds containing raindrops, as its ruttish elephants in its convoy, and with skyey flashes of lighting as its pennants and buntings, and with the thunders of thunderbolts as its percussive drumbeats, thus this rainy season has come to pass, radiately shining forth like a king, for the delight of voluptuous people...

    "By far, the vault of heaven is overly impregnated with massive clouds, that are similar to the gleam of blackish petals of black-costuses... somewhere they are similar to the glitter of the heaps of well-kneaded blackish mascara... and elsewhere they glisten like the blackened nipples of bosoms of pregnant women, ready to rain the elixir of life on the lips of her offspring, when that offspring is actualised...... more »

  • Shakuntala Act 1

    King Dushyant in a chariot, pursuing an antelope, with a bow and quiver, attended by his Charioteer.... more »

  • The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Fifth ) - Uma's Reward

    Now woe to Umá, for young Love is slain,
    Her Lord hath left her, and her hope is vain.
    Woe, woe to Umá! how the Mountain-Maid
    Cursed her bright beauty for its feeble aid!... more »

  • Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 03 - Pre Autumn

    "On the departure of rainy season bechanced is autumn with a heart-pleasingly bloomed lotus as her face, betokening the heart-pleasing face of a new bride, and the autumnal fields of white grass with whitish flowers as her apparel, which betoken the whitish bridal apparel of a new bride, and the amorously clucking clucks of swans that have just returned from Lake Maanasa as rains have gone, are the jingling anklets of autumn, which betoken the delightful jingles of anklets of new bride, and now the rice is ready to ripe and thus the tenuous stalks of rice, which have their necks a little bent down, betoken the obeisant face of a new docile bride...

    "Blanched is the earth with whitish grass and the nights with silvery and coolant moonbeams of the moon, and the rivers with white swans, lakes with white-lotuses, and that forest up to its fringes with whitish jasmine flowers and with somewhat whitish seven-leaved banana plants that are swagging under the weight of their flowers...... more »

  • Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 04 - Pre Winter

    "Delightful are trees and fields with the outgrowth of new tender-leaves and crops, Lodhra trees are with their blossomy flowers, crops of rice are completely ripened, but now lotuses are on their surcease by far, for the dewdrops are falling... hence, this is the time of pre-winter that drew nigh...

    "The busts of flirtatious women that are graced by bosomy bosoms are bedaubed and reddened with the redness of heart-stealing saffrony skincare, called Kashmir kumkum, on which embellished are the white pendants that are in shine with the whiteness of whitish dewdrops, white jasmines, and whitely moon...... more »

  • Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 05 - Winter

    "Oh, dear with best thighs, heart-stealing is this environ with abundantly grown stacks of rice and their cobs, or with sugarcane, and it is reverberated with the screeches of ruddy gees that abide hither and thither... now heightened will be passion, thereby this season will be gladdening for lusty womenfolk, hence listen of this season, called Shishira, the Winter...

    "At this time, people enjoy abiding in the medial places of their residences, whose ventilators are blockaded for the passage of chilly air, and at fireplaces, in sunrays, with heavy clothing, and along with mature women of age, for they too will be passionately steamy...... more »

  • Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 06 - Spring

    "Oh, dear, with the just unfolded tender leaflets of Mango trees as his incisive arrows, and with shining strings of honeybees as his bowstring, the assailant named Vasanta came very nigh, to afflict the hearts of those that are fully engaged in affairs of lovemaking...

    "Oh, dear, in Vasanta, Spring, trees are with flowers and waters are with lotuses, hence the breezes are agreeably fragrant with the fragrance of those flowers, thereby the eventides are comfortable and even the daytimes are pleasant with those fragrant breezes, thereby the women are with concupiscence, thus everything is highly pleasing...... more »

  • The Birth Of The War-God (Canto First) - Uma's Nativity

    Far in the north Himálaya, lifting high
    His towery summits till they cleave the sky,
    Spans the wide land from east to western sea,
    Lord of the hills, instinct with deity.... more »

  • The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Fourth ) - Rati's Lament

    Sad, solitary, helpless, faint, forlorn,
    Woke Káma's darling from her swoon to mourn.
    Too soon her gentle soul returned to know
    The pangs of widowhood—that word of woe.... more »

  • The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Second) - The Address To Brahma

    While impious Tárak in resistless might
    Was troubling heaven and earth with wild affright,
    To Brahmá's high abode, by Indra led,
    The mournful deities for refuge fled.... more »

  • The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Seventh ) - Uma''s Bridal

    In light and glory dawned the expected day
    Blest with a kindly star's auspicious ray,
    When gaily gathered at Himálaya's call
    His kinsmen to the solemn festival.... more »

  • The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Sixth ) - Uma's Espousals

    Now gentle Umá bade a damsel bear
    To Śiva, Soul of All, her maiden prayer:
    'Wait the high sanction of Himálaya's will,
    And ask his daughter from the royal hill.'... more »

  • The Birth Of The War-God (Canto Third ) - The Death Of Love

    Is eager gaze the sovereign of the skies
    looked full on Káma with his thousand eyes:
    E'en such a gaze as trembling suppliants bend,
    When danger threatens, on a mighty friend.... more »

  • The Cloud Messenger - Part 01

    A certain yaksha who had been negligent in the execution of his own duties,
    on account of a curse from his master which was to be endured for a year and
    which was onerous as it separated him from his beloved, made his residence
    among the hermitages of Ramagiri, whose waters were blessed by the bathing... more »

  • The Cloud Messenger - Part 02

    Your naturally beautiful reflection will gain entry into the clear waters of the
    Gambhira River, as into a clear mind. Therefore it is not fitting that you, out
    of obstinancy, should render futile her glances which are the darting leaps of
    little fish, as white as night-lotus flowers.... more »

  • The Cloud Messenger - Part 03

    Where the palaces are worthy of comparison to you in these various aspects:
    you possess lightning, they have lovely women; you have a rainbow, they are
    furnished with pictures; they have music provided by resounding drums, you
    produce deep, gentle rumbling; you have water within, they have floors made... more »

  • The Cloud Messenger - Part 04

    The slender young woman who is there would be the premier creation by the
    Creator in the sphere of women, with fine teeth, lips like a ripe bimba fruit, a
    slim waist, eyes like a startled gazelle’s, a deep navel, a gait slow on account
    of the weight of her hips, and who is somewhat bowed down by her breasts.... more »

  • Waking

    Even the man who is happy
    glimpses something
    or a hair of sound touches him... more »