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Like a shadow, Only I am viewing death As waves in all directions.
(Aristanemi is alighting from his horse-drawn chariot]
Charioteer
: Whither art thou going, O prince,
Yonder Rajimati With all her beauty Is waiting for you With her garland due for your welcome. There is an instruction for me To run the chariot swiftly.
Aristanemi
: Take away my chariot,
ye hear! The unknown ones Are beckoning, I shall have to go far away Across a distance beyond reckoning On the peak of the mountain there. Hear ye, they are chanting a song.
[Song]
Soul of glory, We pray to thee, Make us, make us free. Unbound the fetter, Give freedom from fear, Victory to thine, victory to thine ! O thy soul of endless virtue, The sad and oppressed earth Is calling you true, Take away our dross and all indignity, Tell us the words of infinity Within the life Give us freedom. Let victory there be, victory be thine !
Charioteer
: O prince, . If you must go away This will break
the heart of Rajimati.
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