सा कन्दुकेनारमतास्य मूले विभज्यमाना फलिता लतेव। गात्रैश्च गात्राणि निषेवमाणा समाश्लिषच्चासकृदृश्यशृङ्गम्
She played with a ball at the foot of the tree, like a blossoming creeper divided by its branches, and, touching his limbs with hers, she embraced Rishyasringa again and again.
सर्जानशोकांस्तिलकांश्च वृक्षा- न्सुपुष्पितानवनाम्यावभज्य। विलज्जमानेव मदाभिभूता प्रोभयामास सुतं महर्षेः
She broke off well-blossomed trees—sarja, ashoka, and tilaka—bending them down, and, though overcome by passion, she feigned modesty as she enticed the sage's son.
अथर्श्यशृङ्गं विकृतंसमीक्ष्य पुनः पुनः पीञ्य च कायमस्य। अवेक्ष्यमाणा शनकैर्जगाम कृत्वाऽग्निहोत्रस्य तदाऽपदेशम्
Then, seeing Rishyasringa bewildered, she repeatedly pressed his body, and, glancing at him slowly, she departed after instructing him in the ritual of the fire-offering.
तस्यां गतायां मदनेन मत्तो विचेतनश्चाभवदृश्यशृङ्गः। तामेव भावेन गतेन शून्ये विनिःश्वसन्नार्तरूपो बभूव
When she had gone, Rishyasringa, overcome by desire, lost his senses. In her absence, he sighed deeply and appeared tormented.
ततो मुहूर्ताद्धरिपिङ्गलाक्षः प्रवेष्टितो रोमभिरानखाग्रात्। स्वाध्यायवान्वृत्तसमाधियुक्तो विभाण्डकः काश्यपः प्रादुरासीत्
After a short while, Vibhandaka, the Kasyapa, tawny-eyed and with hair bristling from head to toe, appeared, engaged in recitation and absorbed in discipline.
सोऽपश्यदासीनमुपेत्य पुत्रं ध्यायन्तमेकं विपरीतचित्तम्। विनिःश्वसन्तं मुहुरूर्ध्वदृष्टिं विभाण्कः पुत्रमुवाच दीनम्
He saw his son sitting alone, lost in thought, his mind disturbed, sighing repeatedly and gazing upward. Vibhandaka spoke to his dejected son.
न कल्पिताः समिधः किंनु तात कच्चिद्धुतं चाग्निहोऽत्रं त्वयाऽद्य। `न संसृष्टं क्रियते द्वारभागे सुवृक्षाणा खण्डने कः प्रवृत्तः
My son, why have you not prepared the sacred sticks? Have you performed the fire-offering today? Why is the entrance not swept, and who has been cutting the good trees?
सुनिर्णिक्तं स्रुक्स्रुवं होमधेनुः कच्चित्सवत्साद्यकृता त्वया च। `कोप्यागतः शुश्रूषणायेह पुत्र कुतश्चित्रं माल्यमिदं प्रवृद्धम्
Are the ladles and vessels well cleaned, and is the sacrificial cow with her calf cared for by you? Has someone come here seeking service, my son? And where did these splendid garlands come from?
न वै यथापूर्वमिवासि पुत्र चिन्तापरश्चासि विचेतनश्च। दीनोतिमात्रं किमिवाद्य खिन्नः पृच्छामि त्वां क इहाद्यागतोऽभूत्
You are not as you were before, my son; you are lost in thought and distracted. Why are you so dejected and distressed today? Tell me, who has come here today?
इहागतो जटिलो ब्रह्मचारी न वै ह्रस्वो नातिदीर्घो मनस्वी। सुवर्णवर्णः कमलायताक्षः सुतः सुराणामवि शोभमानः
A matted-haired celibate has come here—neither short nor too tall, strong-minded, golden-complexioned, with lotus-like eyes, radiant like a son of the gods.
समृद्धरूपः सवितेव दीप्तः सुश्लक्ष्णवाक्कृष्णतारश्चकोरात्। नीलाः प्रसन्नाश्च जटाः सुगन्धा हिरण्यरज्जुग्रथिताः सुदीर्घाः
He is handsome and resplendent like the sun, with smooth speech, dark pupils like a chakora bird. His matted locks are blue, fragrant, very long, and bound with golden cords.
आधारभूतः पुनरस्य कण्ठे विभ्राजते विद्युदिवान्तरिक्षे। द्वौ चास् पिण्डावधरेण कण्ठा- दजातरोमौ सुमनोहरौ च
Around his neck shines a support, like lightning in the daytime sky. Below his neck are two lumps, hairless and very attractive.
विलग्नमध्यश्च स नाभिदेशे कटिश्च तस्यातिकृतप्रमाणा। तथाऽस् चीरान्तरतः प्रभाति हिरण्मयी मेखला मे यथेयम्
His waist is slender at the navel, and his hips are exceedingly broad; likewise, beneath his garment shines a golden girdle, just like mine.
अन्यच्च तस्याद्भुतदर्शनीयं विकूजितं पादयोः संप्रभाति। पाण्योश्च तद्वत्स्वनवन्निबद्धौ कलापकावक्षमाला यथेयम्
Moreover, something wondrous is seen: a melodious sound arises from his feet; and, similarly, on his hands, newly bound garlands and bead-strings shine, just as mine do.
विचेष्टमानस्य च तस्य तानि कूजन्ति हंसाः सरसीव मत्ताः। चीराणि तस्याद्भुतदर्शनानि नेमानि तद्वन्मम रूपवन्ति
As he moves, those sounds resound like intoxicated swans in a lake; his garments are marvelously beautiful, and these here are likewise lovely, just as mine.
वक्रं च तस्याद्भुतदर्सनीयं प्रव्याहृतं ह्लादयतीव चेतः। पिंस्कोकिलस्येव च तस्य वाणि तां शृण्वतो मे व्यथितोऽन्तरात्मा
His speech, curved and wondrous to behold, is uttered with delight, and his voice is like that of a cuckoo; hearing it, my inner self is stirred.
यथा वनं माधवमासिमध्ये समीरीतं श्वसनेनेव भाति। तथा स भात्युत्तमपुण्यगन्धी निषेव्यमाणः पवनेन तात
Just as a Madhava forest in spring is stirred by the wind and shines, so he shines, fragrant with supreme virtue, as the breeze passes over him, dear one.
सुसंवताश्चापि जटा विभक्ता द्वैधीकृता भातिललाटदेशे। कर्णौ च चित्रैरिव चक्रवाकैः समावृतौ तस्य सुरूपवद्भिः
His matted locks are well arranged and divided, shining on his forehead; his ears are adorned as if with beautiful chakravaka birds.
तथा फलं वृत्तमथो विचित्रं समाहतं पाणिना दक्षिणेन। तद्भूमिमासाद्य पुनःपुनश्च समुत्पतत्यद्भुतरूपमुच्चैः
A round and wondrous fruit, struck by his right hand, falls to the ground and again leaps up, marvelously high.
तच्चाभिहत्वा परिवर्ततेऽसौ वातेरितो वृक्ष इवावघूर्णम्। तं प्रेक्षतः पुत्रमिवामराणां प्रीतिः परा तात रतिश्च जाता
Striking it, he turns it over, tossed by the wind like a tree swaying; watching him, as one would a son of the gods, I felt supreme joy and delight.
स मे समाश्लिष्य पुनः शरीरं जटासु गृह्याभ्यवनाम्य वक्रम्। वक्रेण वक्रं प्रणिधाय शब्दं चकार तन्मेऽजनयत्प्रहर्षम्
He embraced my body again, grasping my matted locks and bowing his curved form; placing his curved form against mine, he uttered a sound that filled me with joy.
न चापि पाद्यं बहुमन्यतेऽसौ फलानि चेमानि मया हृतानि। एवंव्रतोस्मीति च मामवोच- त्फलानि चान्यानि नवान्यदान्मे
He does not value the water for washing, nor the fruits I have brought; he said to me, 'This is my vow,' and gave me other new fruits.
मयोपयुक्तानि फलानि यानि नेमानि तुल्यानि रसेन तेषाम्। न चापि तेषां त्वगियं यथैषां साराणि नैषामिव सन्ति तेषाम्
The fruits I have eaten are not equal in taste to these; nor is their skin like these, nor do they have the essence that these possess.
तोयानि चैवातिरसानि मह्यं प्रादात्म वै पातुमुदाररूपः। पीत्वैव यान्यभ्यधिकः प्रहर्षो ममाभवद्भूश्चलितेव चासीत्
He gave me water, exceedingly delicious, to drink, generous in form; drinking it, I felt even greater joy, and my body seemed to move.
इमानि चित्राणि च गन्धवन्ति माल्यानि तस्योद्ग्रथितानि पट्टैः। यानि प्रकीर्येह गतः स्वमेव स आश्रमं तपसा द्योतमानः
These fragrant and wondrous garlands, woven with cloth, were scattered here by him as he departed, shining with ascetic power toward his hermitage.
गतेन तेनास्मिकृतो विचेता गात्रं च मे संपरिदह्यतीव। इच्छामि तस्यान्तिकमाशु गन्तुं तं चेह नित्यं परिवर्तमानम्
With his departure, I became bewildered, and my body seemed to burn; I wish to go quickly to him, who is ever moving here.
गच्छामि तस्यान्तिकमेव तात का नाम सा ब्रह्मचर्या च तस्य। इच्छाम्यहं चरितुं तेन सार्धं यथा तपः स चरत्यार्यधर्मा
I will go to him, dear one; what is that vow of celibacy he keeps? I wish to practice it with him, as he pursues austerity in noble conduct.
चर्तुं तथेच्छा हृदये ममास्ति दुनोति चित्तं यदि तं न पश्ये
My heart desires to practice likewise, and my mind is troubled if I do not see him.
रक्षांसि चैतानि चरन्ति पुत्र रूपेण तेनाद्भुतदर्शनेन। अतुल्यवीर्याण्यभिरूपवन्ति विघ्रं सदा तपसश्चिन्तयन्ति
These beings, son, roam here, wondrous in form; possessing unmatched strength and beauty, they always contemplate ascetic austerity.
सुरूपरूपाणि च तानि तात प्रलोभयन्ते विविधैरुपायैः। सुखाच्च लोकाच्च निपातयन्ति तान्युग्ररूपाणि मुनीन्वनेषु
Those beautiful beings, dear one, entice with various means; they cause sages in the forests to fall from happiness and from the worlds, those fierce forms.