Hindoo Tales eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 184 pages of information about Hindoo Tales.

Hindoo Tales eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 184 pages of information about Hindoo Tales.
fallen down; with her jewelled girdle-belt sounding by knocking together; with the brightness of her muslin dress, agitated as it rested on her gracefully prominent full hips; with the beautiful ball, struck by the quivering, bent, and extended arms; with the arms like a loop, turned downwards; with her graceful hair reaching to the end of the back, rolled round upwards; with the game continued (and) not neglected from her rapidity in putting up the fallen-down golden leaf of the ear-ring; with the ball whirled inwards and outwards by the feet and hands throwing it up repeatedly; with the necklace lost to sight through bending down and rising up; the pearls without separation in falling and rising; with the wind of the little branch (stuck) in (or behind) the ear engaged in drying up the paint of the cheek spoilt by the perspiration breaking forth; with one hand engaged in holding back on the surface of her bosom the falling muslin dress; sitting down and rising up, closing and opening her eyes, striking on the ground or in the air, with one ball or more than one, she showed various sorts of play worth looking at.

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Page 36.

After that, a certain damsel, adorned with a quantity of ornaments, made of jewels, who had become the chief of the whole race of women in the world, attended by a numerous train of modest female friends, having the gait of a swan, having come up softly, having made an offering to the most excellent brahman, of one jewel of the form (colour) of flame, being asked by him:  “Who art thou?”

Sorrowfully, with a low murmuring voice, very gently, in a submissive attitude, said:  “O excellent brahman, I am the daughter of a chief of Asuras, Kalindi by name.  My father, the ruler of this world, great in dignity, in a battle in which the immortals were removed to a distance, was made a guest of the city of Yama by Vishnu, impatient of his own valour.  Me, immersed in an ocean of grief at separation from him, a certain compassionate perfected devotee told:  ’Damsel, a certain mortal, bearing a divine body, having become thy new husband, shall rule over the whole of Patala.’”

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Page 309.

Having propitiated with clasped hands, put together in the form of the red lotus; the mass of rays coloured by the red sandalwood body of the thousand-eyed elephant of the eastern quarter having a thousand flames, the witness of things (which ought) to be done and not to be done, the unique sea-monster leaping over the row of cloud-waves of the celestial ocean, the graceful actor dancing on the stage of the golden rock, the one lion the tearer of the scented elephant of nocturnal darkness, the jewel arranged at the top of the pearl necklace the canopy of the stars; I went to my own dwelling.  And three days being gone, when the lord of day had a splendour of colour common to it with the red chalk side of the peak of the western mountain, and was looking like the orb of one bosom of the Goddess of Twilight, united with the body of Siva, under the name of atmosphere, for the disparagement of the daughter of the king of mountains; that king also having come, stood in humble attitude, having his diadem eclipsed by the rays from the nails of the feet of this person placed on the ground; and he was thus addressed:—­

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