Canto Sixth.
UMA'S ESPOUSALS.
Now gentle Uma bade a damsel bear
To Siva, Soul of All, her maiden prayer:—
"Wait the high sanction of Himálaya's will,
And ask his daughter from the royal Hill,"
Then ere the God, her own dear Lord, replied.
In blushing loveliness she sought his side—
Thus the young Mango hails the approaching Spring
By its own tuneful bird's sweet welcoming.
In Uma's ear he softly whispered, yea.
Then scarce could tear him from her arms away,
Swift with a thought he summoned from above
The Seven bright Saints to bear his tale of love;
They came, and She, the Heavenly Dame, was there,
Lighting with glories all the radiant air—
Just freshly bathed in sacred Ganga's tide.
Gemmed with the dancing flowers that deck her side.
And richly scented with the nectarous rill.
That heavenly Elephants from their brows distil.
