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In plain words
O Mother Kāmākṣī, the quivering of your sidelong looks plays on: they have shown their mastery in the rites of love's science, they roll slowly and gently in bliss, and they reach out to strike the borders of your ears.
Word for word
Of the Anaṅga-science-rite-shown-skill, bliss-slow-rolling-languid, the tremulousness, Mother, of your ear-border-striking, Kāmākṣī, plays, of side-glance-looks.