Читать книгу Seven Hundred Elegant Verses - Govardhana - Страница 30

Neither the poem nor the anklet gives delight either to the heart or to the ear, in the congregation of the learned and at the time of making love, if it contains no suggestion ⋮ does not make a noise and is merely out to string words together ⋮ clings lifelessly to the ankle.*

Poems are sweet only for the man who has tasted the nectarlike juices of his beloved’s lip: the cuckoo who has not picked at the buds of the mango cannot sing pleasantly.*

l

The girl’s side-long glance has given the gist; the commentary has been supplied by the wanton woman’s furtive glance; the go-between has explained; the boy-poet studies the purport ⋮ learns about love.

Go·vardhana’s clear verses ⋮ fair noble ladies deploy smooth expressions and style ⋮ walk with smooth gait and soft tread to the hearts of good men ⋮ keep trysts with their noble lovers, are full of sentiment, are esoteric texts on the unity of love ⋮ keep close in the unity of love-making.

Speech with the poetic sentiments associated with Prakrit ⋮ that has sentiments relished by vulgar people has been by great effort turned into Sanskrit ⋮ brought to the sophisticated man as by Bala·rama the Yamuna river whose water was flowing downwards was raised to the sky.*

The arrogant persons who scorn this “Seven Hundred of Elegant Verses” will never enter the heart of the beloved, just like those who have no go-between.