Like Indra’s rainbow shining through the cloud—
Come, for I love thee, my beloved! yet.”[5]
For a short moment Rembha paused, and then continued in a slightly altered measure, and with a softer and sadder tone in her sweet voice, as though she from her heart threw herself into the rôle of the loving Radha.
“Go to him—win him hither—whisper low
How he may find me if he searches well;
Say, if he will, joys past his hope to know
Await him here; go now to him and tell
Where Radha is, and that henceforth she charms
His spirit to her arms.
“Yes, go! say if he will that he may come—