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THE KING OF
Surangama
No, his messenger, Suvarna, brought this news.
Sudarshana
Woe, woe is me!
Surangama
And he produced a few withered flowers and said, "Tell your Queen that the drier and more withered these souvenirs of the Spring Festival become, the fresher and more blooming do they grow within in my heart."
Sudarshana
Stop! Tell me no more. Do not torment me any more.
Surangama
Look! There sit all the princes in the great assembly. He who has no ornament on his person, except a
