But seeing me here seated, his rays have become cool like those of the moon. At my fear, even the wind is blowing carefully, being cold and fragrant by the touch of the waters of the Narmadā and removing our toil.
मामासीनं विदित्यैव चन्द्रायति दिवाकरः॥ नर्मदाजलशीतश्च सुगन्धिः श्रमनाशनः। मद्भयादनिलो ह्येष वात्यसौ सुसमाहितः॥