It appeared like an upraised arm of the earth adorned with all ornaments. That hero of matchless prowess, fixing his look at the slopes of the Gandhamadana, adorned with the flowers of every season and revolving various thoughts in his mind and with his ears, eyes and mind riveted to the spots resounding with the notes of male Kokilas and ringing with the hum of black bees, like an elephant in rut roving mad in the forest, smelt the excellent fragrance proceeding from the flowers of all seasons. He was fanned by the fresh breeze of the Gandhamadana, full of fragrance of various flowers and as cooling as a feather touch. On his fatigue being removed, the down on his body stood on end.
सर्वभूषणसम्पूर्ण भूमेर्भुजमिवोच्छ्रितम्। सर्वत्र रमणीयेषु गन्धमादनसानुषु॥ सक्तचक्षुरभिप्रायान् हृदयेनानुचिन्तयन्। पुस्कोकिलनिनादेषु षट्पदाचरितेषु च।॥ बद्धश्रोत्रमनश्चक्षुर्जगामामितविक्रमः। आजिघ्रन् स महातेजाः सर्वर्तुकुसुमोद्भवम्॥ गन्धमुद्धतमुद्दामो वने मत्त इव द्विपः। वीज्यमानः सुपुण्येन नानाकुसुमगन्धिना॥ पितुः संस्पर्शशीतेन गन्धमादनवायुना। ह्रियमाणश्रमः पित्रा सम्प्रहृष्टतनूरुहः॥