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 | | E'en so fair Chandra, though oft told She womanhood had long ago attained, And soon must wed one worthy of her race, Nought heeded when alternate to her view Were brought the prowess of the neighbouring king, The wisdom of the pilot of the state. |
 | | Thereafter Chandra's love for him will fade And die, and who is there to marry her But I?" So thought this foolish youth, to whom A woman's love was as inconstant as His own resolve to fight a savage beast, And sat within a bush to watch his prey. |
 | | And thus it was, O Chandra, thou didst share A humble courtier's lot, and didst refuse The premier noble's hand, or better still The queenship of two mighty states, and thus The many counter forces that were set At work but strengthened thy true love for him. |
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