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Rh Till summoned to the bliss above.
 * Savitri ask, and ask unblamed."—

She took the clue, felt Death was Love,
 * For no exceptions now he named,

And boldly said,—"Thou knowest, Lord,
 * The inmost hearts and thoughts of all!

There is no need to utter word,
 * Upon thy mercy sole, I call.

If speech be needful to obtain
 * Thy grace,—oh hear a wife forlorn,

Let my Satyavan live again
 * And children unto us be born,

Wise, brave, and valiant." "From thy stock
 * A hundred families shall spring

As lasting as the solid rock,
 * Each son of thine shall be a king."

As thus he spoke, he loosed the knot
 * The soul of Satyavan that bound,

And promised further that their lot
 * In pleasant places should be found

Thenceforth, and that they both should live
 * Four centuries, to which the name

Of fair Savitri, men would give,—
 * And then he vanished in a flame.