Verse 4

¹Then in Vraja the two of them came into their boyhood years and were counted as herdsmen; and pasturing the cows with their friends they made Vrndavana very holy with their feet. ²So Madhava sounded his flute, with Bala beside him and cowherds around him singing his fame, and driving the cattle before him he went into the flowering wood, good for the herds, wanting to play. ³It was full of bees and deer and birds of sweet sound, and there was a lake in it whose water was clear as the mind of a great soul, and a wind on it smelling of the hundred-petalled lotus. Seeing it, the Bhagavan set his mind on playing there.

⁴Everywhere there the great trees were touching his feet with the tips of their branches, bent over by their heavy load of fruit and flowers and lovely with reddish young leaves. The first Person saw them, and was glad, and with something like a smile he said to his elder brother: