Verse 18

¹³Hearing that Akrura had come to Vraja to take Rama and Krsna to the city, those cowherd women were struck hard by it. ¹⁴Some of them had the beauty of their faces faded by the burning in the heart and the sighing it brought; and some had their fine cloth, their bangles, the knots of their hair slipping loose. ¹⁵And others, every working in them stopped by the thought of him, did not know this world at all, as if they had gone away into the world of the self. ¹⁶And other women, remembering the words of Sura's son, words sent out with a loving smile, touching the heart, strange in their turns, lost themselves altogether.

¹⁷His lovely walk, his ways, the tender look and the smile, the jokes that take grief away, the doings with nothing held back — ¹⁸thinking of these things of Mukunda's, afraid, worn down by the parting, they came together in groups with wet faces and their thought on the Unfallen, and said: