Gopalacampu 1.32.18

1.32.18

pitror vātsalyam ādi-sthita-vayasi mukundasya paugaṇḍa-bhāve
sakhyaṃ teṣāṃ bahūnāṃ kim api mṛga-dṛśāṃ navya-tāruṇya-lakṣmyām |
smāraṃ smāraṃ mano naś calati na purataḥ kintu tatrātha bhūyaḥ
sambhūyāste gṛhāntar-nidhim iva vaṇijaḥ suṣṭhu dūraṃ prayātu || iti |

Continually remembering the parental love of the parents in Mukunda's first age, / the friendship of those many boys in his boyhood, and something indescribable in the beauty of fresh youth for the doe-eyed maidens, / our mind does not move forward, but repeatedly collects itself / and lingers there, like a merchant longing to depart far away [lingers over] a treasure inside his house. || Thus.