Gita Govinda 1.1.29

1.1.29

unmada-madana-manoratha-pathika-vadhū-jana-janita-vilāpe |
ali-kula-saṅkula-kusuma-samūha-nirākula-bakula-kalāpe ||

I know how Krishna passes these hours of blue and gold
When parted lovers sigh to meet and greet and closely hold
Hand fast in hand; and every branch upon the Vakul-tree
Droops downward with a hundred blooms, in every bloom a bee;
He is dancing with the dancers to a laughter-moving tone,
In the soft awakening Spring-time, when 'tis hard to live alone.