Now and again her eyes to their corners fly

Krishna:
Now and again her eyes to their corners fly,
Now and again her filmy robe receives them;
Now and again her serried teeth laugh out,
Now and again the smile delays upon her lips.

Sometimes she hurries nervously, sometimes she walks
but slowly,
Now for the first time learning Madan's lessons:
She steals a glance at her breasts' buds,--
Sometimes she draws the wimple close, sometimes she
stands astonished.

Childhood and youth are met in her.
None knoweth which is first or last:
Hearken, O Kāna, says Vidyāpati,
The marks of youth and childhood are indivisible.