THE DARK CHAMBER
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Sudarshana
My heart is all a-quiver and restless to-night: I have never felt like this before. The white, silver light of the full moon is flooding the heavens and brimming over on every side like the bubbling foam of wine. . . . It seizes on me like a yearning, like a mantling intoxication. Here, who is here?
Enter a Servant
Servant
What is your pleasure, your Majesty?
Sudarshana
Do you see those festive boys singing and moving through the alleys and avenues of the mango trees? Call them hither, bring them to me: I want to hear them sing.
[Servant goes out and enters with the boys.
