Say I am here! Oh, if she pardons me,
Say where I am, and win her softly hither.
So Krishna to the maid; and willingly
She came again to Radha.
"Here have I chosen my abode: go quickly to Radha; soothe her with my message, and conduct her hither." So spoke Krishna to the anxious damsel, who hastened back, and thus addressed Radha, "Whilst a sweet breeze blows from the hills of Malayagiri, the young God of Desire comes wafting on it; while many a flower points its extended petals to pierce the bosom of separated lovers, the Deity crowned with sylvan blossoms, laments, O friend, in thy absence. Even the dewy rays of the moon burn him; and, as the shaft of love is descending, he mourns inarticulately with increasing distraction."
This painting illustrates the following verse from Canto V of the Gita Govinda:
dhvanati madhupasamuhe sravanamapidadhati
manasi kalitavirahe nisi-nisi rujamupayati
"When the bees murmur softly He covers his ears.
Misery sits fixed in His heart and every returning night adds anguish to anguish."
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