Gita Govinda 1.1.35

1.1.35

śrī-jayadeva-bhaṇitam idam udayati hari-caraṇa-smṛti-sāram |
sarasa-vasanta-samaya-vana-varṇanam anugata-madana-vikāram ||

Mark this song of Jayadev!
Deep as pearl in ocean-wave
Lurketh in its lines a wonder
Which the wise alone will ponder:
Though it seemeth of the earth.
Heavenly is the music's birth;
Telling darkly of delights
In the wood, of wasted nights,
Of witless days, and fruitless love,
And false pleasures of the grove,
And rash passions of the prime,
And those dances of Spring-time;
Time, which seems so subtle-sweet,
Time, which pipes to dancing-feet,
Ah! so softly--ah! so sweetly--
That among those wood-maids featly
Krishna cannot choose but dance,
Letting pass life's greater chance.