The Hundred Verses of Amaru 1.148

1.148

tadvaktrābhimukhaṃ mukhaṃ vinamitaṃ dṛṣṭiḥ kṛtā pādayos
tasyālāpakutūhalākulatare śrotre niruddhe mayā |
pāṇibhyāṃ ca tiraskṛtaḥ sapulakaḥ svedodgamo gaṇḍayoḥ
sakhyaḥ kiṃ karavāṇi yānti śatadhā yatkañcuke sandhayaḥ ||(11)

My face turned toward his face was bowed; my gaze was directed to his feet;
my ears, excessively restless with eagerness to hear his words, were stopped by me;
and the outbreak of sweat with horripilation on my cheeks was concealed by both hands;
friends, what can I do, when the seams on my bodice burst into a hundred pieces?