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قراءة كتاب Chitra, a Play in One Act

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Chitra, a Play in One Act

Chitra, a Play in One Act

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Arjuna

     Lady, offer not such wealth of beauty as is yours on the altar of
     false reputation.  Spurious fame spreads from tongue to tongue
     like the fog of the early dawn before the sun rises.  Tell me who
     in the highest of kingly lines is the supreme hero?

                               Chitra

     Hermit, you are jealous of other men's fame.  Do you not know
     that all over the world the royal house of the Kurus is the most
     famous?
                               Arjuna

     The house of the Kurus!
                               Chitra

     And have you never heard of the greatest name of that far-famed
     house?
                               Arjuna

     From your own lips let me hear it.
                               Chitra

     Arjuna, the conqueror of the world.  I have culled from the
     mouths of the multitude that imperishable name and hidden it with
     care in my maiden heart.  Hermit, why do you look perturbed?  Has
     that name only a deceitful glitter?  Say so, and I will not
     hesitate to break this casket of my heart and throw the false gem
     to the dust.

                               Arjuna
     Be his name and fame, his bravery and prowess false or true, for
     mercy's sake do not banish him from your heart—for he kneels at
     your feet even now.
                               Chitra

     You, Arjuna!
                               Arjuna

     Yes, I am he, the love-hungered guest at your door.
                               Chitra

     Then it is not true that Arjuna has taken a vow of chastity for
     twelve long years?
                               Arjuna

     But you have dissolved my vow even as the moon dissolves the
     night's vow of obscurity.
                               Chitra

     Oh, shame upon you!  What have you seen in me that makes you
     false to yourself?  Whom do you seek in these dark eyes, in these
     milk-white arms, if you are ready to pay for her the price of
     your probity?  Not my true self, I know.  Surely this cannot be
     love, this is not man's highest homage to woman!  Alas, that this
     frail disguise, the body, should make one blind to the light of
     the deathless spirit!  Yes, now indeed, I know, Arjuna, the fame
     of your heroic manhood is false.
                               Arjuna

     Ah, I feel how vain is fame, the pride of prowess!  Everything
     seems to me a dream.  You alone are perfect; you are the wealth
     of the world, the end of all poverty, the goal of all efforts,
     the one woman!  Others there are who can be but slowly known.
     While to see you for a

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