Encyclopaedia of Sanskrit subhāṣitas 128

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aklāntadyutibhirvasantakusumairuttaṃsayan kuntalān antaḥ khelati khañjarīṭanayane kuñjeṣu kañjekṣaṇaḥ /
asmanmandirakarmatastava karau nādyāpi viśrāmyataḥ kiṃ brūmo rasikāgraṇīrasi ghaṭī neyaṃ vilambakṣamā //

Adorning his locks with fresh, bright spring blossoms, the lotus-eyed youth plays in the bowers, his eyes like wagtails;
and yet your hands, working on our house, do not even now rest! What shall we say? You lead the lovers of pleasure, but this moment admits no delay!