The Hundred Verses of Amaru 1.219

1.219

kopo yatra bhrūkuṭiracanā nigraho yatra maunaṃ
yatrānyonyasmitamanunayo yatra dṛṣṭiḥ prasādaḥ |
tasya premṇastad idamadhunā vaiṣamaṃ paśya jātaṃ
tvaṃ pādānte luṭhasi nahi me manyumokṣaḥ khalāyāḥ ||34||(38)

Where anger was a knitting of the brows, where punishment was silence,
where a mutual smile was conciliation, where a glance was favor—
of that love, see now what unevenness has arisen:
you roll at the foot of my feet, and yet no release from fury comes to me, vile as I am. ||34||(38)