Ah damsel fair! in dalliance is no delight

Sakhī:
Ah damsel fair! in dalliance is no delight,
For Madan wounds the heart with double pains.

The maidens all together setting her by Kānu's side,
The damsel breathes in frightened gasps:
When Kānu lifts her to his lap, she bends her body back,
Like the young snake, untamed by spells.

'But shut your eyes this once, my fair one,
As a sick man drinks his draught:
A little moment's pain, and then the birth of bliss,--
Why do you turn your face away from this, my girl?'

Hearken, Murāri, saith Vidyāpati:
You are the ocean of desire, and she is artless.