SÁNUMATÍ. [Aside. Looking at the KING.
Now that I have seen him, I can well understand why [S']akoontalá should pine after such a man, in spite of his disdainful rejection of her.
KING. [Walking slowly up and down in deep thought.
When fatal lethargy o'erwhelmed my soul,
My loved one strove to rouse me, but in vain;
And now, when I would fain in slumber deep
Forget myself, full soon remorse doth wake me.
SÁNUMATÍ. [Aside.
My poor [S']akoontalá's sufferings are very similar.
MÁ[T.]HAVYA. [Aside.
He is taken with another attack of this odious [S']akoontalá-fever.
How shall we ever cure him?
CHAMBERLAIN. [Approaching.
Victory to the King! Great Prince, the royal pleasure-grounds have been put in order. Your Majesty can resort to them for exercise and amusement whenever you think proper.