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3. Indra with the gods appeared in the atmosphere with glorious pomp, 
and saw the Loveliness of the house of Jadu. 
5. The gods, pleased at heart, and their limbs thrilling with joy, 
rained flowers, and in the sky played propitious melodies upon the drum. 
7. Great was the wealth given to the midwife who cut the navel 
cord : and the wives of the cowherds in their joy sang the sohar* 
9. In joy the fair ones of the city sang, and captivated the minds of 
gods and men ; when birds and beasts heard them they became motionless, 
and even saints desisted from their contemplation. 
11 & 12. Harkh Nath saith with all his heart, May Hari be propi¬ 
tious, and bless king Lakshmisvar Sill with increase of wealth and subjects. 
13. May Jadu Nath, the refuge of the three worlds, satisfy Harkh 
Nath’s request, and fulfil the heart’s desires of the Lord of Mithila. 
( 12 .) 
Krishn implores llddhci to relent. 
1. Show not exceeding anger, love ; but think, and find some means 
(of forgiving me). If I am guilty, bind me tightly with the creeper of 
thine arms. 
3. Let (the sun of) thy pride set, and drawing the bow of thy fair 
young brows, strike me suddenly with the adamantine arrows of thy eyes. 
5. Take the golden mountains of thy bosom, and cast them on my 
heart and crush it : with sharp teeth rend my lower lip, nor shed a tear 
drop (in pity) as thou doest it. 
7. Ne’er will I disregard thy words, my love ; and if thou doubt 
this, cause me to place my hand upon the S'iva image of thy bosom (that 
I may swear thereby). 
9. The night is passed and dawn hath come. Even now, lady, give up 
thy pride—King Lakshmisvar Sih understandeth her charms, and Harkh 
Nath singeth them. 
(13.) 
The messenger describes the charms of Radha. 
1. A lovely brightness putteth the lightning to shame, as the damsel 
moving stately as an elephant, entereth. 
2. Her charming countenance is adorned by curls, as the moon, the 
spotless abode of snow, is surrounded by clouds. 
3. Her lower lip is playful, and her nose of exceeding beauty ; resem¬ 
bling a parrot sitting over and desiring a red bimba fruit. 
4. When it saw the glory of the lotus of her twin bosom, a line of 
hair sprang up towards her navel, like a line of bees. 
* A congratulatory ode at birth, such as the present song. 
