Venisamhara 6.286

6.286

&rājā&:
*samantādavalokya**
priye alaṃ saṃbhrameṇa / paśya /

dikṣu vyūḍhāṅghripāṅgastṛṇajaṭilacalatpāṃśudaṇḍo 'ntarikṣe $ jhāṃkārī śarkarālaḥ pathiṣu viṭapināṃ skandhakāṣaiḥ sadhūmaḥ &
prāsādānāṃ nikuñjeṣvabhinavajaladodgāragambhīradhīra- ē̃ ścaṇḍārambhaḥ samīro vahati paridiśaṃ bhīru kiṃ saṃbhrameṇa // 2.18 //

King:
[Looking all around]
My love, enough of agitation! Look:

Reaching the branches of trees in every direction, forming a moving column of dust tangled with grass in the sky, / whistling and showering pebbles along the paths, smoky from the friction of tree-trunks,
deep and solemn in the pavilions of palaces like the rumble of fresh clouds, / a fierce wind blows in all directions; timid one, why this agitation? // 2.18