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My heart is like the sea, an abode of gems. It is churned day and night by Mandara in the form of Separation. Out of love for you, my gem of happiness is completely uprooted.//119
The unbearable fire of Separation quaked by the wind of Love and full of sparks of sight, rages continuously in my heart with its powerful flames. It throws up ashes in the form of loss of tastle. It threatens and burns. It is a wonder that even while yearning for you my sarodaha (1.lotus,to)grows/ increases //120
Hearing this skandhaka and Dvipadi the traveller's body his mind seeing that felt harrapilation. He was happy in that her love (for her darling) has not disappeared. Then he said, O doe-eyes girl, listen to me. Be firm for a moment. O moon-facal girl. I have to ask you something. Express that to me in clear words.//121.
Your face taht gives pleasure to your dear one is such that it conquers the moon that on an autuman night has come out of a line of fresh clands, shine with spotless rays and pours out straightway, nectar. Since when it has been covered with smoke of the Separation fire ? // 122
Since how many days your eyes drop-eyes that cast glances sideways, and that incite Love ? Withering your body delicate like a plaintain tree and making straight your sportive gait like that of a swan, O girl of tremlous eyes, why do you give over your body to misery and get your body cut by unbearable saw of
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