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Posts: 4397 · Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:14 am

3.2.16. Pouting

1301
Be still reserved, decline his profferred love;
A little while his sore distress we 'll prove.
Let us witness awhile his keen suffering; just feign dislike and embrace him not.

1302
A cool reserve is like the salt that seasons well the mess,
Too long maintained, 'tis like the salt's excess.
A little dislike is like salt in proportion; to prolong it a little is like salt a little too much.

1303
'Tis heaping griefs on those whose hearts are grieved;
To leave the grieving one without a fond embrace.
For men not to embrace those who have feigned dislike is like torturing those already in agony.

1304
To use no kind conciliating art when lover grieves,
Is cutting out the root of tender winding plant that droops.
Not to reconcile those who have feigned dislike is like cutting a faded creeper at its root.

1305
Even to men of good and worthy mind, the petulance
Of wives with flowery eyes lacks not a lovely grace.
An increased shyness in those whose eyes are like flowers is beautiful even to good and virtuous husbands.

1306
Love without hatred is ripened fruit;
Without some lesser strife, fruit immature.
Sexual pleasure, without prolonged and short-lived dislike, is like too ripe, and unripe fruit.

1307
A lovers' quarrel brings its pain, when mind afraid
Asks doubtful, 'Will reunion sweet be long delayed?'
The doubt as to whether intercourse would take place soon or not, creates a sorrow (even) in feigned dislike.

1308
What good can grieving do, when none who love
Are there to know the grief thy soul endures?
What avails sorrow when I am without a wife who can understand the cause of my sorrow?

1309
Water is pleasant in the cooling shade;
So coolness for a time with those we love.
Like water in the shade, dislike is delicious only in those who love.

1310
Of her who leaves me thus in variance languishing,
To think within my heart with love is fond desire.
It is nothing but strong desire that makes her mind unite with me who can leave her to her own dislike.

3.2.17. Feigned Anger

1311
From thy regard all womankind Enjoys an equal grace;
O thou of wandering fickle mind, I shrink from thine embrace!
You are given to prostitution; all those who are born as womankind enjoy you with their eyes in an ordinary way. I will not embrace you.

1312
One day we silent sulked; he sneezed: The reason well I knew;
He thought that I, to speak well pleased, Would say, 'Long life to you!'
When I continued to be sulky he sneezed and thought I would (then) wish him a long life.

1313
I wreathed with flowers one day my brow, The angry tempest lowers;
She cries, 'Pray, for what woman now Do you put on your flowers?'
Even if I were adorned with a garland of branch-flowers, she would say I did so to show it to another woman.

1314
'I love you more than all beside,' 'T was thus I gently spoke;
'What all, what all?' she instant cried; And all her anger woke.
When I said I loved her more than any other woman, she said "more than others, yes, more than others," and remained sulky.

1315
'While here I live, I leave you not,' I said to calm her fears.
She cried, 'There, then, I read your thought'; And straight dissolved in tears.
When I said I would never part from her in this life her eyes were filled with tears.

1316
'Each day I called to mind your charms,' 'O, then, you had forgot,'
She cried, and then her opened arms, Forthwith embraced me not.
When I said I had remembered her, she said I had forgotten her and relaxing her embrace, began to feign dislike.

1317
She hailed me when I sneezed one day; But straight with anger seized,
She cried; 'Who was the woman, pray, Thinking of whom you sneezed?'
When I sneezed she blessed me, but at once changed (her mind) and wept, asking, "At the thought of whom did you sneeze?"

1318
And so next time I checked my sneeze; She forthwith wept and cried,
(That woman difficult to please), 'Your thoughts from me you hide'.
When I suppressed my sneezing, she wept saying, "I suppose you (did so) to hide from me your own people's remembrance of you".

1319
I then began to soothe and coax, To calm her jealous mind;
'I see', quoth she, 'to other folks How you are wondrous kind'
Even when I try to remove her dislike, she is displeased and says, "This is the way you behave towards (other women)."

1320
I silent sat, but thought the more, And gazed on her. Then she
Cried out, 'While thus you eye me o'er, Tell me whose form you see'.
Even when I look on her contemplating (her beauty), she is displeased and says, "With whose thought have you (thus) looked on my person?"

3.2.18. The Pleasures of 'Temporary Variance

1321
Although there be no fault in him, the sweetness of his love
Hath power in me a fretful jealousy to move.
Although my husband is free from defects, the way in which he embraces me is such as to make me feign dislike.

1322
My 'anger feigned' gives but a little pain;
And when affection droops, it makes it bloom again.
His love will increase though it may (at first seem to) fade through the short-lived distress caused by (my) dislike.

1323
Is there a bliss in any world more utterly divine,
Than 'coyness' gives, when hearts as earth and water join?
Is there a celestial land that can please like the feigned dislike of those whose union resembles that of earth and water?

1324
'Within the anger feigned' that close love's tie doth bind,
A weapon lurks, which quite breaks down my mind.
In prolonged dislike after an embrace there is a weapon that can break my heart.

1325
Though free from fault, from loved one's tender arms
To be estranged a while hath its own special charms.
Though free from defects, men feel pleased when they cannot embrace the delicate shoulders of those whom they love.

1326
'Tis sweeter to digest your food than 'tis to eat;
In love, than union's self is anger feigned more sweet.
To digest what has been eaten is more delightful than to eat more; likewise love is more delightful in dislike than intercourse.

1327
In lovers' quarrels, 'tis the one that first gives way,
That in re-union's joy is seen to win the day.
Those are conquerors whose dislike has been defeated and that is proved by the love (which follows).

1328
And shall we ever more the sweetness know of that embrace
With dewy brow; to which 'feigned anger' lent its piquant grace.
Will I enjoy once more through her dislike, the pleasure of that love that makes her forehead perspire?

1329
Let her, whose jewels brightly shine, aversion feign!
That I may still plead on, O night, prolong thy reign!
May the bright-jewelled one feign dislike, and may the night be prolonged for me to implore her!

1330
A 'feigned aversion' coy to pleasure gives a zest;
The pleasure's crowned when breast is clasped to breast.
Dislike adds delight to love; and a hearty embrace (thereafter) will add delight to dislike.

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