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Gita Govinda 2.12.13

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2.12.13

"Brighten with collyrium, which puts to shame a swarm of black bees, my eyes that loose the arrows of the lord of love, / my beloved, for the lampblack has run down from your kisses on my lips!" / She spoke while the son of Yadu made sport, delighting her heart.

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