Gita Govinda 1.7.25

1.7.25

jita-bisa-śakale mṛdu-bhuja-yugale kara-tala-nalinī-dale |
marakata-valayaṃ madhukara-nicayaṃ vitarati hima-śītale ||

It shall be vain!
And vain to string the emeralds on her arm,
And hang the milky pearls upon her neck,
Saying they are not jewels, but a swarm
Of crowded, glossy bees, come there to suck
The rosebuds of her breast, the sweetest flowers
Of Jumna's bowers.