While she spoke, Krishna triumphed; and obeying her sportful behests, he placed musky spots on her bosom and forehead, dyed her temples with radiant hues, embellished her eyes with kajal, decked her braided hair and her neck with fresh garlands, and tied on her wrists loosened bracelets, on her ankles the beamy rings, and around her waist the zone of bells, that sounded with ravishing melody.

Whatever is delightful in the modes of music, whatever is divine in meditations on Vishnu, whatever is exquisite in the sweet art of love, whatever is graceful in the fine strains of poetry, all that let the happy and wise learn from the songs of Jayadeva whose soul is united with the foot of Narayana.

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