--My child, may'st thou receive the title
of "Chief-queen," and may thy husband delight to honor thee above all
others!
SECOND WOMAN.--My child, may'st thou be the mother of a hero!
THIRD WOMAN.--My child, may'st thou be highly honored by thy lord!
[_Exeunt all the women, excepting Gautami, after blessing Sakoontala._
PRIYAMVADA AND ANASUYA [_approaching_].--Dear Sakoontala, we are come to
assist you at your toilet, and may a blessing attend it!
SAKOONTALA.--Welcome, dear friends, welcome. Sit down here.
PRIYAMVADA AND ANASUYA [_taking the baskets containing the bridal
decorations, and sitting down_].--Now, then, dearest, prepare to let us
dress you. We must first rub your limbs with these perfumed unguents.
SAKOONTALA.--I ought indeed to be grateful for your kind offices, now
that I am so soon to be deprived of them. Dear, dear friends, perhaps I
shall never be dressed by you again. [_Bursts into tears_.
PRIYAMVADA AND ANASUYA.--Weep not, dearest, tears are out of season on
such a happy occasion.
[_They wipe away her tears and begin to dress her_.
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