Anashuya

Send peace on all the lands and flickering corn.-- O, may tranquillity walk by his elbow When wandering in the forest, if he love No other.--Hear, and may the indolent flocks Be plentiful.--And if he love another, May panthers end him.--Hear, and load our king With wisdom hour by hour.--May we two stand, When we are dead, beyond the setting suns, A little from the other shades apart, With mingling hair, and play upon one lute.

VIJAYA [entering and throwing a lily at her]

Hail! hail, my Anashuya.