Verse 19

आययुर्भयवित्रस्ता बाला धात्रीकुचान्तरम् ।सारवं प्रावृषीवाब्दाः प्रोन्नतं श्रृङ्गकोटरम्

In plain words

The children, trembling with fear, came crying out into the shelter of their nurses' bosoms, as the rumbling clouds in the rains come into a lofty hollow among the peaks.