MANMADIN, THE INDIAN CUPID,
FLOATING DOWN THE GANGES.*[1]
There is a darkness on the sky,
And the troubled waves run high,
And the lightning flash is breaking,
And the thunder peal is waking;
Reddening meteors, strange and bright,
Cross the rainbow's timid light,
As if mingled hope and fear,
Storm and sunshine, shook the sphere.
- ↑ *Camdeo, or Manmadin, the Indian Cupid, is pictured in Ackermann's pretty work on Hindostan in another form. He is riding a green parrot, his bow of sugar-cane, the cord of bees, and his arrows all sorts of flowers; but one alone is headed, and the head covered with honey-comb.
