Gita Govinda 1.1.44

1.1.44

kara-tala-tāla-tarala-valayāvali-kalita-kalasvana-vaṃśe |
rāsa-rase saha-nṛtya-parā hariṇā yuvatī praśaśaṃse ||

Sweetest of all that Temptress who dances for him now
With subtle feet which part and meet in the Râs-measure slow,
To the chime of silver bangles and the beat of rose-leaf hands,
And pipe and lute and cymbal played by the woodland bands;
So that wholly passion-laden--eye, ear, sense, soul o'ercome--
Krishna is theirs in the forest; his heart forgets its home.