Gita Govinda 1.p14

1.p14

See, Lady! how thy Krishna passes these idle hours
Decked forth in fold of woven gold, and crowned with forest-flowers;
And scented with the sandal, and gay with gems of price--
Rubies to mate his laughing lips, and diamonds like his, eyes;--
In the company of damsels, who dance and sing and play,
Lies Krishna, laughing, toying, dreaming his Spring away.