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154. Why the moon wanes and eventually disappears :
The creator, seeing that the moon, though full-orbed, does not attain to similarity with your face, takes it to pieces (causes it to disappear completely), in order as it were to fashion it (afresh) in a different (i.e. more flawless) manner.
155. A legion of days packed into one :
Just in the first fore-noon (of her consort's departure) she while saying (to herself): “to-day (i.e. this one day) is gone”, today (i.e. a second day) is over”, “to-day (a third day) is past" (etc.), covered the wall (of her apartment) with countless vertical) lines (or strokes).
156. Charming bashfulness :
Not even when the rapturous joy of coitus at the firstever meeting (with his sweetheart) is obtained, does a man at all get such delight (satisfaction), as when he sees on the next day the bashful, lotus-like face of his beloved.
157. Lethal glances :
The glances which the dear one sent in my direction, turning round after having approached me and passed by me, are for me the arrows of Cupid. To others they (i.e. Cupid's arrows) may well be any thing else.
158. Enviable lot :
Let the golden girdle, which has secured its eminence by the grace of Agni and Varuņa (i.e. by braving the ordeal of fire and water) (be priveleged to enjoy the ecstatic delight of mounting (i.e. lying) on your hips-the delight which is denied to others (who have never secured the grace of Agni and Varuna i.e. who have never undergone the ordeal of fire and water).
159. Wonderful :
If a person gives (to another) out of the excellent wealth (actually) possessed by him, what cause for surprise is there ? You (however) have given to your co-wives unhappiness (wretchedness), although you do not have it at all.
160. Incomparable pleasure :
Her face resembles the moon; the juice (sweetness) of her mouth is like nectar. But with what can be compared the pleasure derived from kissing her after catching her by the tresses and impetuously pulling her (towards me) ?
161. Be kind to me for preserving my life :
Oh young boy, my own life itself is more valuable and dear to me than yourself. It will not continue to exist without you, and hence (just to preserve it) I am praying to you for mercy when you have got angry with me.
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