Verse 14

भ्रमद्भ्रमरपक्षोत्थवातधूतरजस्यलम् ।कौमुदे परिविश्रान्ते चामरेष्वक्षिपक्ष्मसु

In plain words

the white-lily pollen, shaken loose by the wind risen from the wings of the circling bees, come fully to rest upon the fly-whisks and upon the eyelashes,