 खुरैरुदीरितो रेणुर्दावं प्रच्छाद्य तिष्ठति। तं वहत्यनिल श्श्रीघ्रं कुर्वन्निव मम प्रियम्।। 
 While the dust kicked by the hooves of the horses enveloped the forest, the wind, as if to please me, is quickly blowing them away. 