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# A Sleep and a Dream., part 4

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A Sleep and a Dream., part 4 of «The descent of the sun: A cycle of birth» by Unknown: the whole text, 105 sentences and 2662 words. The small number after every sentence leads to its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself.

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Then said the Wairágí: Now shall thou have emancipation from thy own ignorance, as to thy way to the Land of the Lotus of the Sun. And he stuck out at Umra-Singh his tongue.[1](1/ "tree and pragmatics") But Umra-Singh suddenly struck at him a blow of his sword, and as luck would have it, he cut off the end of his tongue.[2](2/ "tree and pragmatics") And he said to him: Beware lest I kill thee, thou old impostor.[3](3/ "tree and pragmatics") I will waste no more time expecting to hear from thee my way to the Land of the Lotus, but find it in spite of thee.[4](4/ "tree and pragmatics") Then the Wairági suddenly assumed a terrific form, and exclaimed: Woe to thee, thou unlucky Rajpoot.[5](5/ "tree and pragmatics") For thou art now in the land, not of lotuses, but of Rákshasas, of whom I am the chief.[6](6/ "tree and pragmatics") And my subjects shall beset thee with illusions, like the sins of thy former birth in visible form; and there wait for thee the Night-walkers, Ulupí, and the Cow-killer, and the Hairy Grabber, and the Icy Chiller, and the Flap-eared Buzzer, and the awful Watcher in his pits of sand, and others without number\[7\]: and even shouldst thou escape them all, and reach the Lotus Land, thou hast still to return.[7](7/ "tree and pragmatics") And he vanished with a shout of laughter, and Umra-Singh was left alone.[8](8/ "tree and pragmatics")

\[1\] This term denotes one who has turned his back on the world, and become free from passion.[9](9/ "tree and pragmatics") Its meaning can best be learned from the third section of the Centuries of Bhartrihari, devoted to it.[10](10/ "tree and pragmatics") (\_wair-\_ rhymes with \_fire\_.)[11](11/ "tree and pragmatics")

\[2\] \_Jinn\_, ogres, vampires, goblins, &c., are all but differentiations of the Hindoo Rákshasa, which is what the geologist calls a 'synthetic type' of evil being, whose special feature is its power of changing its shape at will (Kámarupa).[12](12/ "tree and pragmatics")

\[3\] There is here an untranslateable play on the word \_tripathagá\_, \_the three-way-goer\_, i.e. the Ganges, which flows in three \_Ways\_--in heaven, earth, and hell.[13](13/ "tree and pragmatics") The hermit asks, as we might say, for \_the source of the Nile\_.[14](14/ "tree and pragmatics")

\[4\] The proper word for caste is \_játi, gens\_.[15](15/ "tree and pragmatics")

\[5\] Every Hindoo god or goddess has his or her peculiar animal vehicle (\_wáhana\_).[16](16/ "tree and pragmatics")

\[6\] Pleasure and Joy, the two wives of the God of Love.[17](17/ "tree and pragmatics")

\[7\] These names, which recall certain passages in the Rámayan, lose much of their effect in translation.[18](18/ "tree and pragmatics") \_goghna\_, 'coy-killer,' has a curious history.[19](19/ "tree and pragmatics") Because of old a cow could be killed \_only\_ for a guest of great honour, a word of the most horrible signification actually acquired one honourable meaning, i.e. a guest of a high order.[20](20/ "tree and pragmatics")

VI.[21](21/ "tree and pragmatics")

A Lotus of the Night[22](22/ "tree and pragmatics")

Then he said to himself: Though I cut off the tongue of this ill-omened Wairágí, yet he never told me my way.[23](23/ "tree and pragmatics") And he went on, sword in hand, along a silver path, among trees that resembled Rákshasas, for they let in through the hair of their branches the light of the moon, which peered down at him as if out of curiosity, and lit him on his way as if in admiration of his courage.[24](24/ "tree and pragmatics") And as he went, gradually the trees grew rarer, and at length he looked before him, and saw in a clear space a dark blue forest pool, studded with moon-lotuses, as if created to mock the expanse of heaven bespangled with its stars, a mirror formed by Wedasa\[1\] to reproduce another world below.[25](25/ "tree and pragmatics") And all about it flitted fireflies, looking like swarms of bees that had returned with torches, unable to endure separation at night from the lotus flowers which they loved all day.[26](26/ "tree and pragmatics")

And as he gazed into the water, he saw in its smooth mirror the image of a woman, dancing.[27](27/ "tree and pragmatics") And as she danced, her robes of the colour of grass fluttered in the wind produced by her own movement over the curves of her limbs; and drops of water sparkled in the moonlight like gems on her bosom, which rose and fell like a wave of the sea in and out of the shadow of her hair: for that hair resembled a mass of the essence of the blackness of night.[28](28/ "tree and pragmatics") And she chanted as she danced with a voice that sounded like a spell, and fanned the ear like a breeze from the Malaya mountain\[2\].[29](29/ "tree and pragmatics") Then Umra Singh raised his eyes, and saw the original of that water-painted woman-image, dancing on the other side of the pool.[30](30/ "tree and pragmatics")

Then she looked across and saw him, and their eyes met, travelling over the pool.[31](31/ "tree and pragmatics") And instantly she stopped her singing and dancing, and clapped her hands, and called to him like a \_Kokila\_: Come over to me, thou handsome stranger, for I am weary of dancing alone, and I have a question to ask thee.[32](32/ "tree and pragmatics") And she leaned against a tree and stood waiting, with one hand on the trunk of the tree and the other on her hip, and a heaving breast: and she looked like a feminine incarnation of the essence of the agitation of the ocean, stirred by the sight of the moon.[33](33/ "tree and pragmatics") And Umra-Singh looked at her, and said to himself: Certainly the daughters of Rákshasas are more dangerous than their fathers.[34](34/ "tree and pragmatics") And now it is well, that I am fenced by the blue eyes of Shrí like a suit of armour, otherwise the glances of this forest maiden would like an axe long ago have cleft my heart in two.[35](35/ "tree and pragmatics")

Then he went round the edge of the pool, and found her on the other side.[36](36/ "tree and pragmatics") And she beckoned to him as he drew near with a bangled hand, and moving lips, and eyes that shone in the moonlight like the eyes of a snake.[37](37/ "tree and pragmatics") And she came and stood before him, and put her hand on his shoulder with a touch like a leaf, and looked up into his face with a smile, and said: I am Ulupí, a Daitya's\[3\] daughter, and here I live in the forest alone, with none to whom to compare myself, save my own image in the water.[38](38/ "tree and pragmatics") Tell me, for thou hast seen other women, hast thou ever met with eyes more beautiful than mine?[39](39/ "tree and pragmatics") And Umra-Singh looked down into them as into two dark pools, and he felt them pounding his heart like a pair of fists\[4\].[40](40/ "tree and pragmatics") And he said to himself: She may well ask, and now, but for one other pair, her eyes need fear no rivals.[41](41/ "tree and pragmatics") But he said to her: Beauty\[5\], thine eyes are well enough: nevertheless the ocean has many gems, and doubtless each thinks itself the best: but the Koustubha\[6\] is above them all.[42](42/ "tree and pragmatics")

Then a cloud came over her face, and she flung away from him in disdain, and stood pouting like a child.[43](43/ "tree and pragmatics") And suddenly she turned again, and put up to her head the graceful creepers of her round arms, and undid the knot of her hair, and shook it.[44](44/ "tree and pragmatics") And it fell, like midnight, about those stars her eyes, and wrapped her all over like a veil, and rolled down round her feet and along the ground, like a black serpent.[45](45/ "tree and pragmatics") Then with her hand she put it away from her face, and shot through its meshes a subtle smile, and said: At least thou hast never seen the equal of my hair?[46](46/ "tree and pragmatics") And Umra-Singh felt her glance strike him like a thunderbolt out of a cloud.[47](47/ "tree and pragmatics") And he said to himself: Well may she ask; and now, if my soul were not already snared in the long lashes of the eyes of Shrí, it would be netted like a quail in this extraordinary mass of never-ending hair.[48](48/ "tree and pragmatics") But he said: Beauty, lovely at night is the heaven with its stars, but lovelier still the dark blue sea, in which they are reflected, for it contains all their beauty, and adds another of its own.[49](49/ "tree and pragmatics")

Then Ulupí was very angry, and she stood with flashing eyes, swelling with rage.[50](50/ "tree and pragmatics") And suddenly she stooped, and gathered up her hair in her arm, and came up to Umra-Singh, and flung it round him like a noose, and whispered in his ear, with lips that caressed it as they moved: O foolish bee\[7\], I am but a lotus of the night: yet why despise me, in comparison with the absent lotus of the day?[51](51/ "tree and pragmatics") It is hot and dusty, and I am cool and fragrant as the nectar of that moon in whose light I blow.[52](52/ "tree and pragmatics") And Umra-Singh trembled.[53](53/ "tree and pragmatics") For there came from her hair a strange wind, like a cloud of the sweet of a thousand scents, that lured his soul to listen and dream in the lulling murmur of her mouth.[54](54/ "tree and pragmatics") And as he closed his eyes for fear, he saw before him the blue scorn in the eyes of Shrí, and the sound of her laughter and the noise of the drums and the voices of the criers boomed in his ear, and drowned Ulupí's spell.[55](55/ "tree and pragmatics") And he shook himself free from her hair, and said: Beauty, I am a Rajpoot of the race of the Sun: what have I to do with a lotus of the moon?[56](56/ "tree and pragmatics")

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