Gita Govinda 1.5

1.5.1

aham iha nivasāmi yāhi rādhām anunaya mad-vacanena cānayethāḥ |
iti madhu-rīpuṇā sakhī niyuktā svayam idam etya punar jagāda rādhām ||

“I abide here; go, conciliate Rādhā with my words and bring her here.” / Thus appointed by the enemy of Madhu, the confidante herself went and spoke once more to Rādhā:

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|| prabandhaḥ 10 ||

|| Lyric Composition 10

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deśīvarāḍi-rāgeṇa rūpaka-tālena gīyate |

Sung in Deśīvarāḍi melodic mode and Rūpaka rhythmic meter.

1.5.2

vahati malaya-samīre madanam upanidhāya |
sphuṭati kusuma-nikare virahi-hṛdaya-dalanāya ||

While the breeze from the Malaya mountains blows, bringing near Madana, / and clusters of blossoms burst open to shatter the hearts of separated lovers,

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tava virahe vana-mālī sakhi sīdati | dhruva-padam ||

in separation from you, O friend, the one who wears a garland of wild flowers languishes! || Refrain

1.5.3

dahati śiśira-mayūkhe maraṇam anukaroti |
patati madana-viśikhe vilapati vikalataro'ti ||

When the moon burns, he imitates death; / when Madana’s arrow falls, he laments, utterly bewildered.

1.5.4

dhvanati madhupa-samūhe śravaṇam apidadhāti |
manasi kalita-virahe niśi nisi rujam upayāti ||

When a swarm of bees hums, he closes his ears; / with separation lodged in his heart, night after night he falls into torment.

1.5.5

vasati vipina-vitāne tyajati lalita-dhāma |
luṭhati dharaṇi-śayane bahu vilapati tava nāma ||

He dwells beneath the canopy of the forest, abandoning his charming abode; / he rolls on his bed of earth and laments your name repeatedly.

1.5.6

bhaṇati kavi-jayadeve viraha-vilasitena |
manasi rabhasa-vibhave harir udayatu sukṛtena ||

As the poet Jayadeva sings of the sports of separation, / may Hari arise through your merit in a mind rich with longing!

1.5.7

pūrvaṃ yatra samaṃ tvayā rati-pater āsāditāḥ siddhayas tasminn eva nikuñja-manmatha-mahā-tīrthe punar mādhavaḥ |
dhyāyaṃs tvām aniśaṃ japann api tavaivālāpa-mantrāvaliṃ bhūyas tvat-kuca-kumbha-nirbhara-parīrambhāmṛtaṃ vāñchati ||

There where previously, together with you, the accomplishments of the Lord of Love were attained, / in that very bower, the great sacred ford of Manmatha, Mādhava once more, / constantly meditating on you and chanting the series of sacred mantras of your words alone, / yearns again for the nectar of tight embrace with the pitchers of your breasts.

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|| prabandhaḥ 11 ||

|| Lyric Composition 11

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gurjarī-rāgeṇa ekatāli-tālena gīyate |

Sung in Gurjarī melodic mode and Ekatālī rhythmic meter.

1.5.8

rati-sukha-sāre gatam abhisāre madana-manohara-veśam |
na kuru nitambini gamana-vilambanam anusara taṃ hṛdayeśam ||

He who is the essence of amorous pleasure has gone to the rendezvous in attire captivating to Madana; / do not delay your going, O wide-hipped woman, follow that lord of your heart!

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dhīra-samīre yamunā-tīre vasati vane vana-mālī |
pīna-payodhara-parisara-mardana-cañcala-kara-yuga-śālī || dhruva||

Where gentle breezes blow on the bank of the Yamunā, in the forest dwells the one who wears a garland of wild flowers, / his pair of hands restless to stroke the swell of your plump breasts! || Refrain

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NOTE: {This line does not seem to be in all versions. Prabodhananda does not comment on it.}

Note: [This line does not seem to be in all versions. Prabodhānanda does not comment on it.]

1.5.9

nāma-sametaṃ kṛta-saṅketaṃ vādayate mṛdu-veṇum |
bahu manute'tanu te tanu-saṅgata-pavana-calitam api reṇum ||

He plays his gentle reed flute calling your name, indicating the rendezvous;
he honors greatly, O slender one, even the dust stirred up by the wind that has touched your body.

1.5.10

patati patatre vicalati patre śaṅkita-bhavad-upayānam |
racayati śayanaṃ sacakita-nayanaṃ paśyati tava panthānam ||

When a wing flaps or a leaf rustles, he imagines your arrival;
he prepares the couch and with anxious eyes looks along your path.

1.5.11

mukharam adhīraṃ tyaja mañjīraṃ ripum iva keli-sulolam |
cala sakhi kuñjaṃ satimira-puñjaṃ śīlaya nīla-nicolam ||

Discard your noisy, restless anklet like a foe of passionate erotic play;
go to the bower, O confidante, dense with darkness, and wrap yourself in a dark cloak.

1.5.12

urasi murārer upahita-hāre ghana iva tarala-balāke |
taḍid iva pīte rati-viparīte rājasi sukṛta-vipāke ||

On Murāri's chest adorned with a necklace, as on a cloud with fluttering cranes,
like yellow lightning in inverted amorous play, you shine as the fruit of good deeds.

1.5.13

vigalita-vasanaṃ parihṛta-raśanaṃ ghaṭaya jaghanam apidhānam |
kiśalaya-śayane paṅkaja-nayane nidhim iva harṣa-nidhānam ||

Offer your hips, their garments fallen away and girdle cast aside, uncovered;
on the couch of sprout-tendrils, O lotus-eyed woman, like a treasure that is a trove of joy.

1.5.14

harir abhimāṇī rajanir idānīm iyam api yāti virāmam |
kuru mama vacanaṃ satvara-racanaṃ pūraya madhu-ripu-kāmam ||

Hari is proud, and this night too is coming to an end;
heed my words, prepare swiftly, fulfill the desire of the foe of Madhu.

1.5.15

śrī-jayadeve kṛta-hari-seve bhaṇati parama-ramaṇīyam |
pramudita-hṛdayaṃ harim atisadayaṃ namata sukṛta-kamanīyaṃ ||

As the illustrious Jayadeva, devoted to the service of Hari, recites this supremely delightful verse,
bow to Hari, his heart rejoicing, profoundly compassionate, attainable through merit.

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vikirati muhuḥ śvāsān āśāḥ puro muhur īkṣate praviśati muhuḥ kuñjaṃ gūñjan muhur bahu tāmyati |
racayati muhuḥ śayyāṃ paryākulaṃ muhur īkṣate madana-kadana-klāntaḥ kānte priyas tava vartate ||

He heaves sighs again and again; he looks ahead in every direction again and again; he enters the bower again and again, humming; he grieves deeply again and again;
he prepares the couch again and again; he looks around anxiously again and again; exhausted by the torment of Madana, O beloved, your lover waits.

Lady, most sweet!
For thy coming feet
He listens in the wood, with love sore-tried;
Faintly sighing,
Like one a-dying,
He sends his thoughts afoot to meet his bride.

1.5.17

tvad-vāmyena samaṃ samagram adhunā tigmāṃśur astaṃ gato govindasya manorathena ca samaṃ prāptaṃ tamaḥ sāndratām |
kokānāṃ karuṇa-svanena sadṛśī dīrgha-mad-abhyarthanā tan mugdhe viphalaṃ vilambanam asau ramyo'bhisāra-kṣaṇaḥ ||

Along with your obstinacy, the hot-rayed sun has entirely set;
and along with Govinda’s longing, the darkness has grown dense;
my lengthy entreaty matches the plaintive cry of the cakravāka birds;
so, O innocent woman, delay is in vain—this is the charming moment for the amorous rendezvous.

Ah, silent one!
Sunk is the sun,
The darkness falls as deep as Krishna's sorrow;
The chakor's strain
Is not more vain
Than mine, and soon gray dawn will bring white morrow.

1.5.18

āśleṣād anu cumbanād anu nakho-lekhād anu svāntaja-prodbodhād anu sambhramād anu ratārambhād anu prītayoḥ |
anyārthaṃ gatayor bhramān militayoḥ sambhāṣaṇair jānator dampatyor iha ko na ko na tamasi vrīḍā-vimiśro rasaḥ ||

After an embrace, after a kiss, after scratch-marks of nails,
after the stirring of mind-born love, after agitated flurry, after the onset of lovemaking, when the lovers,
having set out on other errands, meet by chance in the dark and recognize each other by their words—
what rasa mixed with bashfulness is not experienced by the couple here?

And thine own bliss
Delays by this;
The utmost of thy heaven comes only so
When, with hearts beating
And passionate greeting,
Parting is over, and the parted grow.

One--one for ever!
And the old endeavour
To be so blended is assuaged at last;
And the glad tears raining
Have nought remaining
Of doubt or 'plaining; and the dread has passed.

Out of each face,
In the close embrace,
That by-and-by embracing will be over;
The ache that causes
Those mournful pauses
In bowers of earth between lover and lover:

To be no more felt,
To fade, to melt
In the strong certainty of joys immortal;
In the glad meeting,
And quick sweet greeting
Of lips that close beyond Time's shadowy portal.

1.5.19

sa-bhaya-cakitaṃ vinyasyantīṃ dṛśaṃ timire pathi pratitaru muhuḥ sthitvā mandaṃ padāni vitanvatīm |
katham api rahaḥ prāptām aṅgair anaṅga-taraṇgibhiḥ sumukhi subhagaḥ paśyan sa tvām upaitu kṛtārthatām ||

Casting fearful, startled glances along the dark path,
stopping at every tree, advancing her steps slowly,
somehow arriving at the secret bower, her limbs trembling with desire—
O lovely-faced one, seeing you, may that blessed youth attain fulfillment!

And to thee is given,
Angel of Heaven!
This glory and this joy with Krishna. Go!
Let him attain,
For his long pain,
The prize it promised,--see thee coming slow,

A vision first, but then--
By glade and glen--
A lovely, loving soul, true to its home;
His Queen--his Crown--his All,
Hast'ning at last to fall
Upon his breast, and live there. Radha, come!

1.5.20

rādhā-mugdha-mukhāravinda-madhupas trailokya-mauli-sthalī nepathyocita-nīla-ratnam avanī-bhārāvatārāntakaḥ |
svacchandaṃ vraja-sundarī-jana-manas-toṣa-pradoṣodayaḥ kaṃsa-dhvaṃsana-dhūma-ketur avatu tvāṃ devakī-nandanaḥ ||

The honey-bee to the charming lotus-face of Rādhā, the blue gem befitting the ornamentation on the diadems of the three worlds,
the destroyer of the burden of the earth, he who brings moonrise-joy to the minds of the fair women of Vraja at will,
a comet of destruction to Kaṃsa—may that son of Devakī protect you!

Come! and come thou, Lord of all,
Unto whom the Three Worlds call;
Thou, that didst in angry might,
Kansa, like a comet, smite;
Thou, that in thy passion tender,
As incarnate spell and splendour,
Hung on Radha's glorious face--
In the garb of Krishna's grace--
As above the bloom the bee,
When the honeyed revelry
Is too subtle-sweet an one
Not to hang and dally on;
Thou that art the Three Worlds' glory,
Of life the light, of every story
The meaning and the mark, of love
The root and, flower, o' the sky above
The blue, of bliss the heart, of those,
The lovers, that which did impose
The gentle law, that each should be
The other's Heav'n and harmony.

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iti śrī-gīta-govinde'bhisārikā-varṇane sākāṅkṣa-puṇḍarīkākso nāma
pañcamaḥ sargaḥ
||5||

Thus ends the fifth sarga, entitled “The Lotus-Eyed One Full of Longing,” in the description of the woman going to meet her lover, in the illustrious Gītagovinda.
|| 5

(Here ends that Sarga of the Gîta Govinda entitled SAKANDKSILAPUNDARIKAKSHO.)

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ṣaṣṭhaḥ sargaḥ
sotkaṇṭha-vaikuṇṭhaḥ
NOTE: {dhanya-vaikuṇṭha-kuṅkumaḥ iti kvacit dṛśyate }

Sixth Sarga:
Longing Vaikuṇṭha
Note: [dhanya-vaikuṇṭha-kuṅkumaḥ is read in some editions]

SARGA THE SIXTH.