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Library: Tapati asks King to seek her from Savitar
The gandharva said.
Then, in that invisible state, the king—deluded by desire and destroyer of enemy hosts—fell to the ground.
When he had fallen to the ground there, then she of the lovely smile, again, with her broad and full hips, revealed herself to the king.
Then the auspicious lady addressed the king with sweet words, he who was the chief of the Kurus and whose mind was overcome by desire.
Arise, arise! May auspiciousness be with you. O subduer of foes, O tiger among kings, you should not fall into the delusion that has appeared on earth.
Thus, when addressed, the king then, with sweet words, saw her—she of broad hips—standing directly before him.
Then the king, his mind troubled by the fire of love, addressed her, the dark-eyed one, with faltering words.
O dark-eyed one, please accept me, who am afflicted by desire, O intoxicated and radiant one; accept me, for my very life-breaths are indeed abandoning me.
O large-eyed one, for your sake, this desire, piercing me with sharp arrows, does not subside, O you who resemble the inside of a lotus.
O beautiful-faced one with wide hips, though you are seized thus by the great serpent of desire, do not cry, O auspicious one; you should attain (your goal).
My very life depends on you, O one whose speech is like the song of Kinnaras; O beautiful, flawless-limbed one, whose face resembles a lotus and the moon.
O timid one, truly I cannot live by myself without you; therefore, O large-eyed lady, please show compassion to me.
O dark-eyed one, you should not abandon me, your devoted one. Indeed, O passionate lady, you ought to protect me with your affection.
O beautiful and timid one, come to me through the Gandharva marriage. Of all marriages, O one with thighs like plantain stems, the Gandharva marriage is said to be the best.
Tapati said.
O king, I am not my own master; I am a maiden with a father. If you have affection for me, ask my father.
O lord of men, just as I had taken your life-breaths, now by seeing you again, in the same way, you have taken away my life-breaths.
O best of kings, I am not the mistress of my own body; therefore, I do not approach near. Women are indeed not independent.
Which maiden, in all the worlds, would not wish for a husband who is a renowned king of noble birth, a protector, and affectionate to his devotees?
Therefore, at such a time, you should ask my father and the Sun with prostration, austerity, and discipline.
If he wishes to give me to you, O destroyer of enemies, then, O king, I shall always remain obedient to you.
O best of Kṣatriyas, I am Tapatī by name, daughter of Savitṛ, the illuminator of this world.
