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 nobler thing than this disguise. If he rejects it, if he spurns me and breaks my heart, I will bear even that in silence.

Listen to my advice. When with the advent of autumn the flowering season is over then comes the triumph of fruitage. A time will come of itself when the heat-cloyed bloom of the body will droop and Arjuna will gladly accept the abiding fruitful truth in thee. O child, go back to thy mad festival.