दलितं मधुरं फलितं मधुरं

That Frailty prescribe Naturality's Noema Fair

 Let no Noesis conscribe, to its nuptials, Care

  Reality so Bitter, its Bacchus Remorse

 Despair, as dish, dines on Divorce

Envoi- 

Prince! Arundhati, the star, your bride said she saw

But weds her own Virtue & darkens the Law.