Nagananda 2.p38

Nágánanda, or The Joy of the Snake-World 2.p38

Language: English

2.p38

Jímútaváhana.
O Cupid, why are these purposeless arrows flung against me, already so deeply wounded? Since I was looked on by her, regardless of the Muni's presence, when, as she turned, though but for a moment, she caused, by the glance of her bright black eye, the trees of the hermitage to appear flecked, as though they had masses of the skins of the dappled antelope gleaming suspended from their boughs.

2.p38.n1

The Hindus imagined that light came from the eye, and lighted up any object gazed upon.

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Nāgānanda — Harṣavardhana, Sanskrit