The Recognition of Śakuntalā 3.23

3.23

muhur aṅgulisaṃvṛtādharauṣṭhaṃ pratiṣedhākṣaraviklavābhirāmam /
mukham aṃsavivarti pakṣmalākṣyāḥ katham apy unnamitaṃ na cumbitaṃ tu //
kva nu khalu saṃprati gacchāmi / athavā ihaiva priyāparibhuktamukte latāvalaye muhūrtaṃ sthāsyāmi /
(sarvato 'valokya)

Her face, adorned with soft eye-lashes,
Adorable with trembling flashes
Of half-denial, in memory lingers;
The sweet lips guarded by her fingers,
The head that drooped upon her shoulder--
Why was I not a little bolder?

[paragraph continues] Where shall I go now? Let me stay a moment in this bower where my beloved lay. (He looks about.)