Verse 6

⁶One knotted her brows, overcome by the violence of her love, and looked at him with sidelong glances as though she would kill him, biting her lip. ⁷Another took in his lotus face with eyes that did not blink, and though she drank it she had not enough of it, as the good never have enough of his feet. ⁸One took him in through the opening of her eyes and set him in her heart and closed them; and her body bristling, she stayed there holding him, flooded with bliss, like a yogin. ⁹All of them, at ease in the great festival of seeing Kesava, let go the burning that separation had made, as people do when they come to one who knows.

¹⁰Surrounded by them, with their grief shaken out of them, the Bhagavan, the Unfallen, shone the more, dear one, as the Person does among his powers.