Clatter! Clatter! Where ridest thou With flying feet? To the wars I go, hinder not Oh my sweet! Hari! Hari! Hari! Hari! ’Tis my battle cry, In the waves of War shall I plunge Death defy, Whose art thou? None be thine? Why follow me? So away to the wars, no woman can Enchantment be. Lord of heart! Leave me not, I entreat; War music sounds; hark my dear! War drums do beat! My impatient horse desireth war, Hear him neigh; Swift flies my heart, no more at home Can I stay. So away to the wars! No woman can Enchantment be! (Translation taken from Sri Aurobindo Ghosh’s Translation of the Novel in
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