Into the Twilight of Sanskrit Court Poetry: The Sena Salon of Bengal and Beyond

Appendix B. The Complete Verses Attributed to Govardhana (Not Found in the Āryāsaptaśatī)

133 Saduktikarn . āmr . ta 513 niryantran . am . vihara mā ciraya prasīda kim . vepase pavanavellitavallarīva | ks .īrodacañcaladr . gañcalapātamātraih . krīte jane ka iva sam . bhramasannirodhah . | | Take pleasure without restraint. Don’t delay. Calm down. Why do you tremble like a vine shaken by the wind? When the mere pulsing of your eyes’ edges, pulsating like the sea of milk, has purchased this man as your slave, why check your excitement? Saduktikarn . āmr . ta 875 hāro yatra vyavadhiracanā tvam . tu yenāparādho romodbhedopy aśithilatarālin . gan . es .v antarāyah . | yasmin vāñchā viramati mitho nārdhanārīśvaratve tad dāmpatyam . vibhajatu katham . kāram anyā mr . gāks .ī | | Where only a necklace is a barrier between bodies, you through some indiscretion and she with her hair standing on end are the only impediments to tight embraces. When a man and woman’s desire mutually to merge in a hermaphrodite form [like the one Pārvatī and Śiva assumed] fails to subside, it will take another doe-eyed lady to somehow separate them. Saduktikarn . āmr . ta 986 nāthānan . ga nideśavartini jane kas te ‘bhyasūyārasaśc āpāropitasāyakasya bhavatah . ko nāma pātram . rus .ah . | viśrāmyantu śarā nis .īdatu dhanuh . śiñjāpi sam . yamyatām . mākandān . kurakomale manasi nah . ko bān . amoks .agrahah . | | a ppen di x b The Complete Verses Attributed to Govardhana (Not Found in the Āryāsaptaśatī) 9780520957794_PRINT.indd 133 9780520957794_PRINT.indd 133 01/02/14 4:28 PM 01/02/14 4:28 PM 134 • appendix b O bodiless Love, my master, why such spirit of aggression when this man follows all your orders? Why is he the target of your rage, as you raise your bow with arrow ready to strike? Rest your arrows. Let the bow lie and undo the bowstring. What is the point of firing arrows at my heart as tender as a mango sprout? Saduktikarn . āmr . ta 1195 vapustimyaccīnām . śukanibid . apīnorujaghanastan ānām . niścyotaccikurapayasām . paks .maladr . śām | nimagnottīrn . ānām . pramadavanavāpītat .ajus .ām . didr . ks .ābhir devo ravir atha ratham . mantharayati | | Bodies getting wet under Chinese silk, snuggling fat thighs, buttocks, breasts. Eyelashes throwing off water, running down from hair-locks. Submerged and then wading up on the other side, these ladies enjoy the pond in a pleasure grove. Lusting to look at them, even the Sun-god now slows his chariot in the sky. Saduktikarn . āmr . ta 1210 uddhūtā dhūmadhārā virahijanamanomāthino manmathāgneh . kastūrīpatramālā timiratatir aho dikpurandhrīmukhānām | nirvān . ān . gāralekhā divasahutabhujah . sam . caraccañcarīka- śren . īyam . bhāti bhāsvatkaralulitanabhah . kandarendīvarasya | | Streams of black smoke from Love’s fire shoot up, churning the hearts of separated lovers. Swarming darkness makes leaf designs of musk on the faces of the cardinal points, those noble ladies. Lines of burnt charcoal are left over from the sacrificial fire that is the day. The sky at close of day smeared by the setting sun appears just like a blue lotus in a valley quivering with a row of black bees. Saduktikarn . āmr . ta 2059 lut .hadvīcimaulih . paripatati pūrvam . caran . ayor athoru gr . hn . āti spr . śati jaghanābhogam abhitah . | karau dhatte madhyam . kalayati samāślis .yati kucā kacān apy ādatte priya iva tad . āgo mr . gadr . śām | | A rolling head of waves falls before her feet. It grabs her thighs. It feels everywhere on her curving hips and buttocks. It advances current-hands and clasps her waist; it squeezes her breasts. It even pulls her hair. The pond is like a lover to those doe-eyed ladies. 9780520957794_PRINT.indd 134 9780520957794_PRINT.indd 134 01/02/14 4:28 PM 01/02/14 4:28 PM appendix b • 135 Śārn . gadharapaddhati 3400 astamitavis .ayasan . gā mukulitanayanotpalā muhuh . śvasitā | dhyāyati kim apy alaks .yam . bālā yogābhiyukteva | | Contact with sense-objects has ceased. The lotuses of her eyes are shut. She breathes deep sighs. She meditates on something invisible, that young girl, as if rapt in yoga. 9780520957794_PRINT.indd 135 9780520957794_PRINT.indd 135 01/02/14 4:28 PM 01/02/14 4:28 PM 9780520957794_PRINT.indd 136 9780520957794_PRINT.indd 136 01/02/14 4:28 PM 01/02/14 4:28 PM ...