A History of Indian Literature v3.c35.s8.142

v3.c35.s8.142

“She wrinkles her brows, but alas, the eyes
Still thirst eagerly for the beloved ;
She keeps silent and does not utter a word,
But her face, even though aggrieved,
Presents a most graceful smiling appearance;
She tries to harden her heart, but the skin
Of her whole body begins to ripple;
She tries to appear sulky; still when she sees
Him standing face to face,
How can she make that come to end ?”