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Belоw is аn excerpt frоm а literаry wоrk. What is the genre? Scene III Chitra: No, impossible. To face that fervent gaze that almost grasps youlike clutching hands of the hungry spirit within; to feel hisheart struggling to break its bounds urging its passionate crythrough the entire body—and then to send him away like abeggar—no, impossible. Enter MADANA and VASANTA.Ah, god of love, what fearful flame is this with which thou hastenveloped me! I burn, and I burn whatever I touch. Madana: I desire to know what happened last night. Chitra: At evening I lay down on a grassy bed strewn with the petals ofspring flowers, and recollected the wonderful praise of my beautyI had heard from Arjuna;—drinking drop by drop the honey that Ihad stored during the long day. The history of my past life likethat of my former existences was forgotten. I felt like aflower, which has but a few fleeting hours to listen to all thehumming flatteries and whispered murmurs of the woodlands andthen must lower its eyes from the Sky, bend its head and at abreath give itself up to the dust without a cry, thus ending theshort story of a perfect moment that has neither past nor future.