Cool shadows on the pair below.
See where the lovers in their play
Have cast their flowery wreaths away,
And fruit and lotus buds that crowned
Their brows lie trodden on the ground.
North Kuru's realm is fair to see,
Vasvaukasárá,[371] Naliní,[372]
But rich in fruit and blossom still
More fair is Chitrakúṭa's hill.
Here shall the years appointed glide