SAKOONTALA.--Dear friends, to no one would I rather reveal the nature of
my malady than to you; but I should only be troubling you.
PRIYAMVADA AND ANASUYA.--Nay, this is the very point about which we are
so solicitous. Sorrow shared with affectionate friends is relieved of
half its poignancy.
KING.--Pressed by the partners of her joys and griefs, Her much beloved
companions, to reveal The cherished secret locked within her breast,
She needs must utter it; although her looks Encourage me to hope, my
bosom throbs As anxiously I listen for her answer.
SAKOONTALA.--Know then, dear friends, that from the first moment the
illustrious Prince, who is the guardian of our sacred grove, presented
himself to my sight--
[_Stops short, and appears confused._]
PRIYAMVADA AND ANASUYA.--Say on, dear Sakoontala, say on.
SAKOONTALA.--Ever since that happy moment, my heart's affections have
been fixed upon him, and my energies of mind and body have all deserted
me, as you see.
KING [_with rapture_].--Her own lips have uttered the words I most
longed to hear.
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