Surely did that one of beautifully expansive eyes cry aloud poorly like to a hind when she was drawn hither and thither by the Rākşasas encircling her in the forest in my absence.
मया विहीना विजने वने सा रक्षोभिरावृत्य विकृष्यमाणा। नूनं विनादं कुररीव दीना सा मुक्तवत्यायतकान्तनेत्रा ॥