Love
Her wandering hair was mingled with the circle of her face
Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen (1915) · From Bangiya Padabali (trans. 1915)
Sakhī:
Her wandering hair was mingled with the circle of her face--
A wreath of clouds across the moon:
Jewelled earrings swung from her ears,
Her tilka ran with sweat.
(Beauty, of fortune-yielding face:
If you should still wage Rati's war,
How may Hari-Hara save?)
Bracelets musical, and bangles noisy,
Anklets clinking:
Drunk with the wine of love, Love yielded,--
Victory, Victory! by beat of drum!
For when from the loins arose a muffled sound,
The warrior was crushed:
Vidyāpati's Master wins such bliss,--
Yamunā and Gangā mingling.
Codex Note
Reunion after Wilfulness, XC
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Vidyapati. “Her wandering hair was mingled with the circle of her face.” Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/vidyapati/89/.
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Vidyapati. “Her wandering hair was mingled with the circle of her face.” Translated by Ananda Coomaraswamy and Arun Sen. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/vidyapati/89/.
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