Gopalacampu 1.27.19

1.27.19

āvṛṇutāmaruṇāṃśur nakha-pada-sindūra-cihnāni | añjanam api kṛṣṇābhaṃ tat tu tavauṣṭhaḥ sphuṭaṃ kurute || pūrvāṃ haritam ākramya niṣkrāman kṛṣṇa-nīradaḥ | nihnute śaśabhṛl-lekhāṃ harid-antara-lajjayā || strī-bhāvam ākalayituṃ kamaṭhānukāraṃ
gacchan-mahādri-talam āśritavān bhavān yat | tac cājitasya na tavānucitaṃ yatas tvaṃ
svāṃ devatāṃ ramayituṃ sudhayodyato' si || māmapi hitvā krīḍasi tāmapi hitveti nānṛtaṃ vacanam | ekaṃ tatra jahāteranyadrūpaṃ dadhāter hi || nīrasā sarasā veti viviktir nātikāminām | paśya vaṃśyā mukhaṃ nāyaṃ pibann ujjhati mādhavaḥ ||[27] tatra śrī-kṛṣṇasya vacanam-
rādhe vapuṣā tanvī komala-hṛdayātisūkṣmādhīr asi ca | mānaḥ katham etāvān māti tvayi tat tu pṛcchāmi || mukham abjaṃ tava rasanā pallava-patrī kathaṃ vacaḥ krūram | āṃ jñātaṃ kila yasmāt tan-mūlaṃ bhāti hṛd-vajram ||[28] bhavatu ca-
yathā me rocate māno na prasādas tathā tava | yatra svādhīnatā-vyaktiṃ kuruṣe tāḍanena ca || ardito' pi ruṣā rādhe līlābjenāsmi nārditaḥ | hanta mat-kaṇṭakair etat tvad-aṅghri-suhṛd ardyate ||[29] tad evam upavadamāne tasmin punas tasyā vacanam-

"The reddish morning ray covered the marks of red vermilion from fingernails;
yet the collyrium that shines dark—that your lip clearly reveals."
"Coming out after conquering the eastern quarter, the dark cloud
conceals the crescent moon out of shame before the other quarters."
"In order to observe the nature of a woman, you, taking the form of a tortoise,
sought refuge at the base of the great mountain;
that is not unfitting for you who are unconquered, since you
are intent on delighting your own deity with nectar."
"'Leaving me also you sport, and leaving her also'—this saying is not false;
for one [meaning] is from the root hā ('to abandon'), and the other form is from the root dhā ('to hold')."
"'Is she devoid of rasa or full of rasa?'—there is no such discernment for those exceedingly lustful.
Look, this Mādhava, drinking from the flute's mouth, does not abandon it."
[27] Śrī Kṛṣṇa's words in this regard:
"O Rādhā, you are slender in body, gentle-hearted, and of exceedingly subtle intellect;
how does so much pique fit inside you? That I ask."
"Your face is a lotus, your tongue a tender leaf; how is your speech cruel?
Ah, I understand: it is because its root, your heart of thunderbolt, shines forth!"
[28] "And furthermore:
Just as your pique pleases me, your favor does not;
for in pique you manifest your independence, even by striking me."
"Though tormented by anger, O Rādhā, I am not tormented by your toy lotus;
alas, this friend of your feet is tormented by my thorns!"
[29] When he was speaking thus, her words again: