Of million wives ! Did ever a woman love
And he not yield to her wish?"
'Mother ! wrongly
You read the sense of all those wondrous works
Of great Gopal. Didst thou not hear it said
That spirit of God husbands the human souls?
As if not hearing, she, "There in those panes
The amorous God a worthy lesson teach.
And saints! Well, well! if there is a heart that burns
With love for thee, respect you not examples
They have set?"
"I? Certainly not. One e'en
May read the mystic meaning of the stars;
Make out with daring aim the Maker's writ
On naked skulls, or peep through linkless words
At prophets' hearts; but who, however great
Of learning, can presume to read the sense
Of acts divine? On commonest things, doubt stamps
Her dismal mark. Why then should one with feet
Unhallowed tread the realms divine?"
"Well, prince !
If logic strange like this, befitting more
The broken hearts of forest bowers, should come
From youthful beauty, why then, may not our sex
Petition the gods against the mark (make?) of toys
Useless like us! The sprightly shape belies
These monkish texts. But I shall preach
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