Beheld the longed-for moment nigh,

In mendicant's apparel dressed

Near to the Maithil lady pressed.

In holy guise, a fiend abhorred,

He found her mourning for her lord.

Thus threatening draws Śaniśchar[496] nigh

To Chitrá[497] in the evening sky;

Thus the deep well by grass concealed

Yawns treacherous in the verdant field.

He stood and looked upon the dame