Shakunthala 1.3

Shakunthala 1.3

The following morning, Prince Akash returned to the stream and made himself known to Shakunthala. While she returned his affection, she warned him that it had been ordained that she would fall in love with a man who would forget her. To prevent this, she took an enchanted ring and slipped it on the forefinger of his right hand, making him swear never to remove it. As long as he wore the ring, he would remember her.

Shakunthala and Prince Akash walked through the leafy glades, the clear crystal stream winding through them. As they walked, they noticed a lovely deer sipping the water. Prince Akash began to sing;

Deer, deer, lovely deer,

Are you gazing in a mirror?

The crystal clear water you drink,

May also reflect you.

 

Then Shakunthala sang;

 

Deer, deer, friendly deer,

This is a story,

You must never tell,

To anyone at all.

 

Stroking the deer, Shakunthala continued;

 

Whatever is said,

Whatever is written,

I am your Shakunthala,

My charming Prince Akash.

 

Akash knelt down beside her, and sang;

 

To you my fair maiden,

I will be friend, lover, prince,

And as the nightingale sings,

Will I sing to you my angel.

 

Together, they continued;

 

Deer, deer, lovely deer,

Are you gazing in a mirror?

Deer, deer, friendly deer,

This story you must never tell.

 

Then Akash contined;

 

You are my Shakunthala,

Fair as the rose.

 

And Shanunthala added;

 

You are my Akash,

Attractive as the starry night.

 

And together they concluded;

 

Deer, deer lovely deer,

Are you gazing in a mirror?

Deer, deer, friendly deer,

This story you must never tell,

 

as the very deer they sang of wandered off.

The End

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