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Gita Govinda 1.2

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While Hari sported in the forest, his love shared equally with all, Rādhā, feeling her own preeminence diminished, went elsewhere overcome with jealousy; / hidden in a vine bower whose topmost foliage hummed with swarms of bees, dejected though she was, she spoke in secret to her confidante:

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|| Lyric Composition 5

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Sung in the rāga Gurjarī and the tāla Yati.

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His enchanting flute resounding with the sweet tone of the nectar of his moving lips, / his head swaying with trembling glances from the corners of his eyes, his earrings dangling against his cheeks— / my mind remembers Hari here, laughing and sporting in the rāsa. || Refrain

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His hair encircled with a crown of lovely eyes from peacock feathers, / splendidly arrayed like a dense cloud illuminated by an abundant rainbow;

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Eagerly longing to kiss the faces of the shapely-hipped cowherd women, / the sprout of his sweet lower lip red as a bandhujīva flower, radiant with an open smile;

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Encompassing thousands of young cowherd women with his sprout-like arms thrilled with intense horripilation, / dispelling the darkness with rays from the gem-encrusted ornaments on his hands, feet, and chest;

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His forehead marked with a sandal tilaka mocking the moon gliding through cloud banks, / the portal of his broad chest ruthless in pressing against the swell of full breasts;

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Noble, his cheeks adorned with charming earrings shaped like jeweled sea-monsters, / clad in yellow garments, attended by an assembly of sages, mortals, gods, and demons;

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Gathered beneath a fair kadamba tree, removing fear born of the impurities of the Kali age, / and delighting me as well in his mind with eyes restless and trembling with love;

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This utterance of illustrious Jayadeva, portraying the exceedingly beautiful and enchanting form of the enemy of Madhu, / is now suitable for the righteous to remember the feet of Hari.

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It counts his multitude of virtues, does not seek anger even by mistake, / carries contentment, and casts faults far away. / Though Kṛṣṇa's thirst roves among young women as he sports without me, / my contrary mind yet longs for him—what can I do?

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|| Song 6

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Sung in the rāga Mālava-gauḍa and the tāla Ekatālī.

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To him who had entered a secluded bower-home and was dwelling hidden in secret at night, / glancing timidly in all directions, laughing in the rush of amorous passion—

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O friend, make the generous slayer of Keśin delight / passionately with me, who am transformed by the longing of desire! // Refrain

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To him who was soothed with hundreds of clever flatteries when I was shy at our first encounter, / whose loin-cloth loosened as I spoke with a soft, sweet smile—

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To him who was placed upon a bed of tender sprouts and lay for a long time on my very breast, / who embraced me and drank my lower lip after I had embraced and kissed him—

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To him whose cheeks were adorned with bristling hair while my eyes were languidly closed, / who grew utterly restless from the intoxicating frenzy of supreme desire while my whole body was wet with sweat—

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To him who mastered the lore of the mind-born god as I cooed with the soft sweet call of a cuckoo, / who scored my dense, heavy breasts with nails while my hair was disheveled with loosened flowers—

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To him who fully spread the canopy of lovemaking as the jeweled anklets on my feet jingled, / who bestowed kisses while grasping my hair as my jingling girdle came loose—

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To him whose lotus eyes were half-closed, languid with the flavor of the time of erotic pleasure, / to Madhusūdana, whose desire was awakened as my creeper-like body fell down helplessly—

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May this utterance of Śrī Jayadeva, portraying the consummate love-play of the enemy of Madhu, / playfully spread joy as told by the longing cowherd maiden.

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His playful flute slipped from his hand; his sidelong glances were turned aside by the cowherd women with curved eyebrow-creepers; his cheek was moist with excessive sweat. / Seeing me, he was embarrassed, his sweet mouth in the forest charming with memories of nectar: I behold Govinda surrounded by the beauties of Vraja, and I rejoice.

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Even the wind from the garden pool pains me with the blossoming of fresh aśoka creepers with small, dazzling clusters; / and, O friend, this crowned sprout of mangoes, lovely with the humming of wandering bees, brings no joy.

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Having secretly observed the gopīs with meaningful smiles, their braid-knots utterly loose and falling, their eyebrow-creepers raised, and their armpits and half their breasts deceitfully exposed with hands; and having his desire awakened, long meditating within on what is enchantingly lovely: may the youthful Keśava remove your distress!

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Thus ends the second canto, entitled “Unvexed Keśava,” in the great poem Gītagovinda.
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Third Canto
Enamored Madhusūdana

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