Verse 13

⁷Spoken to in this way, king, Uddhava took his master's message with all honour, mounted his chariot and set out for Nanda's Gokula. ⁸That fortunate man reached Nanda's Vraja as the fire of the sky was going down, his going hidden in the dust from the hooves of the cattle coming in; ⁹loud with rutting bulls fighting each other over the cows in season, and with cows running to their own calves, heavy with their udders; ¹⁰made handsome by white calves jumping this way and that, sounding with the noise of the milking and with the sound of flutes; ¹¹shining with the cowherd women, well decked out, singing the good deeds of Bala and Krsna, and shining with the cowherd men;

¹²delightful with the cowherds' houses, where the fire, the sun, the guest, the cow, the brahmin, the fathers and the gods were worshipped, with incense and lamps and with garlands; ¹³the woods in flower on every side, loud with flocks of birds and swarms of bees, made lovely with beds of lotuses across which swans and ducks were scattered.