Rāmāyaṇacampū 3.19

3.19

While Hanūmat was reflecting thus and midnight had somehow passed, and the lord of the night was also longing to attend upon the vicinity of the western mountain's peak, the Ten-necked One, whose eyes were troubled with remnants of sleep and struck by Love's arrows, whose passion was revealed by his fresh sandal-paste ointment and his desire to see Jānakī, and who eclipsed the host of stars with the garland worn across his chest and the radiance of the gems of his crown, slowly entered the Aśoka grove.
Whatever darkness was wiped away in every direction at the end of the night / by the brooms of lamps held in the hands of the courtesans, / all of that entirely entered / the heart of Rāvaṇa alone. (19)