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In the Puranas,
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Those twenty-four devotees, being devoted to the Jinas,
"We bow to them," thus they uttered the Teva-Leva sound. ||10||
Having decided to sing the stories of the Puranas, with their eyes wide open,
Those dancing women, deeply engrossed in the Bharata's melody, ||101||
Hearing that unprecedented sound, the king, attracted by their qualities,
Approached them like a weight of wood drawn to water. ||102||
Then, taking a twirl, with her beautiful limbs twisting,
The best dancer went towards the king. ||103||
With her smiling glances, her eyebrows moving,
The trembling of her breasts, which only wise men could understand, ||104||
With her slow and graceful movements, the swaying of her hips,
And the playful movements of her hand-like leaves, ||105||
With her feet quickly touching the ground, leaving it behind,
She quickly performed various postures, her hair flowing. ||106||
With the movement of her waist, the display of her body,
The whole world was struck by the arrows of love. ||107||
With her swooning sounds, her notes and melodies used in their proper places,
That dancer sang, blending her voice with that of her companions. ||108||
Wherever that dancer stood, the whole assembly turned their eyes there. ||109||
Their eyes were captivated by her form, their ears by her sweet voice,
And their minds were firmly bound by both her form and voice. ||110||
The chieftains, with their mouths wide open, eager to give gifts,
Became devoid of ornaments, only their clothes remaining. ||111||
"That dance of hers, accompanied by singing and music,
Could subdue even the gods, let alone ordinary beings in battle." ||112||