The Hundred Verses of Amaru 1.199

1.199

parimlāne māne mukhaśaśini tasyāḥ karadhṛte
mayi kṣīṇopāye praṇipatanamātraikaśaraṇe |
tayā pakṣmaprāntavrajapuṭaniruddhena sahasā
prasādo bāṣpena stanataṭaviśīrṇena kathitaḥ ||21||(25)

When amorous petulance faded away as I held the moon of her face in my hand,
when my expedients were exhausted and bowing down was my sole refuge,
forgiveness was suddenly proclaimed by her through tears
held back by the hollow of her eyelashes, then shattering upon the slopes of her breasts. ||21||(25)