XXVII.
Sakhī: Make your decision, Beauty:
Kāna is waxen wood for want of you,
Sometimes he laughs for little cause:
What would he say with passionate words?
Very sorry are his sighs,
He cries, O Wel-a-way:
His helpless body trembles,
None can hold him still.
Saith Vidyāpati: Dear maiden,
Witness Rūpanārāyana.