TEXT 190
sahacari nirātaṅkaḥ ko 'yaṁ yuvā mudira-dyutir
vraja-bhuvi kutaḥ prāpto mādyan mataṅgaja-vibhramaḥ
ahaha caṭulair utsarpadbhir dṛg-añcala-taskarair
mama dhṛti-dhanaṁ cetaḥ-koṣād viluṇṭhayatīha yaḥ
vraja-bhuvi kutaḥ prāpto mādyan mataṅgaja-vibhramaḥ
ahaha caṭulair utsarpadbhir dṛg-añcala-taskarair
mama dhṛti-dhanaṁ cetaḥ-koṣād viluṇṭhayatīha yaḥ
Перевод
My dear friend, who is this fearless young man? He is as bright as a lightning cloud, and He wanders in His pastimes like a maddened elephant. From where has He come to Vṛndāvana? Alas, by His restless movements and attractive glances He is plundering from the vault of My heart the treasure of My patience.'
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This verse (Lalita-mādhava 2.11) is spoken by Śrīmatī Rādhārāṇī to Her friend Lalitādevī.