Chārud.
From royal wrath I now have much to fear;
It were unwise for me to linger here.
Then throw the fetters in the well; for spies
Serve to their king as keen, far-seeing eyes.8
[His left eye twitches.] Maitreya, my friend, I long to see Vasantasenā. For now, because
I have not seen whom I love best,
My left eye twitches; and my breast
Is causeless-anxious and distressed.9
Come, let us go. [He walks about.] See! a Buddhist monk approaches, and the sight bodes ill. [Reflecting.] Let him enter by that path, while we depart by this.[Exit.
FOOTNOTES:
[71] Lallādīkṣita says that these are signs of royalty.