Rasarnavasudhakara 1.156

1.156

mṛdu-kopatvaṃ, yathā mamaiva-
vyāvṛtti-kramaṇodyame' pi padayoḥ pratyudgatau vartanaṃ
bhrūbhedo' pi tad īkṣaṇa-vyasaninā vyasmāri me cakṣuṣā |
cāṭūktāni karoti dagdha-rasanā rukṣākṣre' py udyatā
sakhyaḥ kiṃ karavāṇi māna-samaye saṅghāta-bhedo mama ||

[Her] gentleness in anger, as in my own [verse]:
“Even in the effort to turn back, my feet advance to meet him;
my brow’s knitting too has been forgotten by my eyes, addicted to gazing upon him;
my accursed tongue utters flattering words though set upon harsh syllables;
O friends, what shall I do? At the moment of pique, all my parts rebel!”