Why Did She Cry For Him Before She Cried For Herself? shiur 21

The viceroy had done everything she asked. A full year of longing. One last day — just don't sleep, and don't drink wine, because wine will put you to sleep. And on the last day he passes a spring that runs red and smells of wine, and he asks the servant, and he tastes it. And he falls into a sleep of seventy years. This shiur is the scene that follows, read word by word out of the Rebbe's own lashon. The armies pass. The servant hides. And then a carriage comes, and the king's daughter is sitting in it — and she stops. She comes down. She sits beside him. V'hikirah oso, she recognizes him. V'haysa mena'eres oso me'od — she shakes him with everything she has. V'lo ni'ar. He does not wake. And she begins to lament: how many years of labor this man gave to take me out — and because of one single day, he lost it. And she weeps, because there is enormous rachmanus on him, and on me — because I am still here, and I cannot get out. And then: acher kach lakcha mitpachas — she took the kerchief from her head, v'kasva alav b'dema'os, and she wrote on it with her tears, and she laid it down next to him. And she got up, and went back to her carriage, and drove away. What we work throug