Shatakatraya 2.15

2.15

udvṛttaḥ stana-bhāra eṣa tarale netre cale bhrū-late
rāgādhiṣṭhitam oṣṭha-pallavam idaṃ kurvantu nāma vyathām |
saubhāgyākṣara-mālikeva likhitā puṣpāyudhena svayaṃ
madhyasthāpi karoti tāpam adhikaṃ romāvaliḥ kena sā ||

Let this prominent weight of breasts, these trembling eyes, these arching brow-creepers, / and this sprout-like lip filled with redness cause distress—so be it; / but why does that line of hair, lying in the middle, create even greater torment, / like a garland of syllables of fortune written by Love himself?