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In plain words
The cowherd men too caught up their own boys and kissed them on the head, breathing them in. And so the treasure they had come into — a treasure no world can hold — went on swelling in them there, instant by instant.
Close to the Sanskrit
The cowherds too took hold of their own children, having smelled the head; thus their unworldly gain grew there moment by moment.