Again raising her face, sad and tearful as the dew-drenched lily, and looking into the face of him who could remove all her sorrows, she said: "What can I say?
Can I tell you what I have suffered?
Only lest my death might increase your sorrow, I do not die.

Otherwise, when I knew that another shared your heart, I wished to die.

But people cannot die by wishing to do so." Nagendra remained long silent; then, with a heavy sigh, he said-- "Surja Mukhi, the fault is entirely mine, not yours at all.

I have indeed been unfaithful to you; in truth, forgetting you, my heart has gone out towards Kunda Nandini.

What I have suffered, what I do suffer, how can I tell you?
You think I have not tried to conquer it; but you must not think so.