Gita Govinda 1.4.2

1.4.2

nindati candanam indu-kiraṇam anu vindati khedam adhīram |
vyāla-nilaya-milanena garalam iva kalayati malaya-samīram ||

She reviles sandalwood paste, and upon the moonbeams finds anxious distress; / through contact with the home of serpents, she reckons the breeze from the Malaya mountains to be like poison.

Art thou sick for Radha? she is sad in turn,
Heaven foregoes its blessings, if it holds not thee,
All the cooling fragrance of sandal she doth spurn,
Moonlight makes her mournful with radiance silvery;
Even the southern breeze blown fresh from pearly seas,
Seems to her but tainted by a dolorous brine;
And for thy sake discontented, with a great love overladen,
Her soul comes here beside thee, and sitteth down with thine.

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mādhava manasija-viśikha-bhayād iva bhāvanayā tvayi līnā |
sā virahe tava dīnā || dhruva-padam ||

O Mādhava, as if from fear of the arrows of mind-born love, she has dissolved in thought of you; / she is wretched in separation from you. || Refrain