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In plain words
May they be for my good, the deer-eyed ones who delight in the play of Kāñcī, the splendour of spring to the jasmine creepers that are the waves of the poets' words, the eager play of the eyes of the foe of the flower-arrowed god.
Word for word
Delight-holding in Kāñcī's play rite, of the jasmines of the poet-circle's word-waves the spring splendours, for welfare-making may they be my, deer-eyed, of the flower-arrow's enemy, of the eyes the eager graces.