some Crossing the Sutlej, the charming Iravati and coming to my own country when shall I look at those beautiful women with thick frontal bones, with shining circles of red arsenic on their foreheads, with tinges of red, black collyrium on their eyes and their beautiful forms dressed in blankets and skins and themselves uttering shrill cries?
मामनुस्मरती शेते वाहीकं कुरुजाङ्गले। शतद्रुकामहं तीर्खा तां च रम्यामिरावतीम्॥ गत्वा स्वदेश द्रक्ष्यामि स्थूलशङ्खा शुभाः स्त्रियः। मनः शिलोजवलापाङ्गयो गौर्यस्त्रिककुदाञ्जनाः॥