A History of Indian Literature v3.c35.s6.52

v3.c35.s6.52

55. *idamucchvasitālakam mukhaṁ*
*tava viśrāntakathaṁ dunoti mām ।*
*niśi suptamivaikapaṅkajaṁ*
*viratābhyantaraṣaṭpadasvanam ॥*
“But thy face, with its shaking hairs,
That has ceased to converse, pains me;
Like the unitary lotus at night,
That is closed, and the bee no more hums in it.”