The Bengali Poem , Candl. 
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Robed in the costliest garb e’er dreamed by thought, 
"Which at her will the heavenly artist * brought; 
Bright with all gems, a queen in all her pride, 
She stood that lonely hunter’s hut beside. 
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Glad with the stock of borrowed rice she hore, 
Poor Phullara reached at length her cottage door ; 
When lo ! her left arm throbbed, and throbbed her eye,f 
As she heheld a ‘ full moon ’ standing by ! 
Surprised she greets the lady with a how, 
“ What is thy name and whose fair wife art thou ?” 
Laughed in her heart the goddess as she stood, 
And mocked poor Phullara in her joyous mood: 
u Of Brahman caste, Ilavrit J is my home, 
But all alone I love abroad to roam ; 
Of honoured race my lord, none worthier lives ; 
But what a household his with seven co-wives! § 
So, hy your leave—your kindly heart I knew— 
I’ve come to make a few days’ stay with you ! ” 
As Phullara heard the words the stranger said, 
The very skies seemed tumbling on her head ; 
Poison was in her heart, though mild her tone ; 
No thirst nor hunger now; all thoughts of cooking gone! 
“ What, such a youthful hride as you in a strange house like mine to stay ! 
Tell me, fair lady, how you dare unguarded and alone to stray ? 
That waist of yours waves- in the wind, poised like a stalk so light and fair; 
No lion’s waist is half so thin, and scarce its burden can it bear. 
The bees forsake the jasmine flowers and to thy lips by hundreds fly; 
Thy moon-face wears its gentle smile like summer lightning in the sky. 
Those glossy curls, like dark blue hills, wreathed with white jasmine 
flowers—I swear 
Pate wished to prove her power and fixed the flickering lightning in thy 
hair ! 
* Vifjvakarman. 
t These are good omens for a woman, 
f The division of the world which includes Mount Meru. 
§ This refers to the seven or eight Caktis or personified powers of Civa. 
