Ah, she has come to her senses I Sweetest Vasantasena, - 166 - Maiden: Finally she is talking sense again. Mother: Daughter Vasantasena! Little Lover: Ah, she has come to her senses I Sw< this way I (Exit Courtesan^ Little Lover^ Maiden^ retinue and Mother.) /('— Sandilya: Sir, what has been going on? Hermit: That's a long story, I'll tell it at home, (looking at the sky) The day has gone. The sun has vanished from the hem of heaven, A gold pile gone before a robber's eyes. Its splendors redden the marching clouds, The sky is pregnant with a womb of fire. (Both exit.) Final Benediction May bliss befall all moving creatures, And may we love each other's luck. May all the vices find their ruin, And all the world be happy everywhere.