Nagananda 3.10

3.10

etanmukhaṃ priyāyāḥ śaśinaṃ jitvā kapolayāḥ kāntyā /
tāpānurktamadhunā kamalaṃ dhruvamīhate jetum //

Jímútaváhana.
Friend, it is well suggested. The face of my dear one, after having worsted the moon by the pale beauty of its cheeks, now surely wishes to surpass the lotus when reddened by the sun's rays. (Taking the heroine by the hand.) Dear one, let us sit down.