Gita Govinda 3.p5
The Indian Song of Songs 3.p5
- Language
- English
3.p5
Sadly I know the truth. Ah! even now
Remembering that one look beside the river,
Softer the vexed eyes seem, and the proud brow
Than lotus-leaves when the bees make them quiver.
My love for ever!
Too late is Krishna wise--too far art thou!
Linked texts (1)
- Gītagovinda — Jayadeva, Sanskrit