Verse 19

Glance

स्फुरत्पवनमालासु विशत्स्वम्भोजकोटरात् ।परागेषु विलोलेषु मुक्तादामसु चञ्चलम्

In plain words

-- when wreaths of breeze were quivering, and the stirred pollen was drifting in from the hollows of the lotuses; when, restless among the strands of pearls, --