वा । ॥
In plain words
O Mother Kāmākṣī, when we weigh the lustre of your glance, the fresh lily is too small, the fish's way is poor, and what of lotuses? The doe's eye is far away, and collyrium will not do.
Word for word
Smaller indeed the fresh lily, Mother; poor the fish's or path; of lotuses and what or? far the doe-eye; unfitting collyrium and; Kāmākṣī, for the glance-lustre your we reckon.