So motionless? Hast thou no pity, dear,
To see thy father overwhelmed with woe?
My heart is bursting with despair because
Thou'rt lost to me."
Long time the merchant thus
Lamented. "What have I to live for now?
Since thou art dead, thy father too shall die.
It is his lot both night and day to sigh
For thee. My God, I cannot understand
Why this dear child should thus a victim be!
'Tis the dyangs who have this evil wrought."
Then, through the whole campong, the merchants all
Made lamentations, rolling on the ground,
With noise of thunder, and their hearts on fire.
They sought to speak and could not. Then began
Again the merchant, and unto his friends
Told his misfortune, asking back his child.
The Queen's dyangs shed tears, and gently said:
"Speak not so loudly. Thou dost know that we
Are but poor servants, and we tremble lest
The Queen should hear. If any one of us
Had done this wrong, we'd tell it to the King.
Fate only is at fault. Oh, be not wroth
With us. Our will was good. We had no end
Except to see thy lovely daughter great
And powerful. Naught the King hath known of this.
It was the Queen's mad jealousy and hate."
The merchant and his wife accepted these,
The dyangs' words. "It is as they declare.
The Queen was jealous and embittered thus
Against our Bidasari. To your home
Return, dyangs. I fear me that the Queen
May learn of your delay and punish ye."
They bowed and went, with hearts of burning grief.
The merchant and his wife then lifted up
perpustakaan sri jauhari
(Perpustakaan Sri Jauhari)
#1