Nagananda 3.11
Nāgānanda 3.11
- Language
- Sanskrit
3.11
etatte bhrulatollāsi pāṭalādharapallavam /
mukhaṃ nandanamudyānamato 'nyatkevalaṃ vanam //
Dear one, to no purpose hast thou been wearied by us, through our anxiety to see the flower garden, since this face of thine, resplendent with its creepers of eyebrows and shoot-like pink lips, is a very garden of paradise. Compared with this, every garden is but a jungle.
Translations (1)
- Nágánanda, or The Joy of the Snake-World — Palmer Boyd 1872, English