Citramimamsa 500

500

"indurlipta ivāñjanena jaḍitā dṛṣṭirmṛgīṇāmiva
pramlānārumimeva vidrumalatā śyāmeva hemaprabhā .
kārkaśyaṃ kalayāmi kokilavadhūkaṇṭheṣviva prastutaṃ
sītāyāḥ purataśca hanta śikhināṃ barhāḥ sagarhā iva .."

"The moon is as if smeared with collyrium; the gaze of the does is as if dull;
the coral vine is as if withering in tears; the brilliance of gold is as if dark.
I perceive a roughness introduced, as it were, into the throats of female cuckoos;
and alas, before Sītā, the feathers of peacocks are as if full of reproach."