Gita Govinda 1.4.6

1.4.6

vilikhati rahasi kuraṅga-madena bhavantam asama-śara-bhūtam |
praṇamati makaram adho vinidhāya kare ca śaraṃ nava-cūtam ||

But now her lovely face is shadowed by her fears;
Her glorious eyes are veiled and dim like moonlight in eclipse
By breaking rain-clouds, Krishna! yet she paints you in her tears
With tender thoughts--not Krishna, but brow and breast and lips
And form and mien a King, a great and godlike thing;
And then with bended head she asks grace from the Love Divine,
To keep thee discontented with the phantoms thou forswearest,
Till she may win her glory, and thou be raised to thine.