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In plain words
Let the moon be a feast for every eye, let it shine, let it be famed and honoured by Madana's ender in the middle of his crown. But ah, what has happened to it? Having seen the beauty of your smile, O Kāmākṣī, it has fallen into a stained state, spotless though it was.
Word for word
Of all eye-feast let spread, let shine, the moon, famous, by Madana's ender in the crown-middle and let be honoured; ah, what happened to it? the smile-beauty having seen, Kāmākṣī, your, the stained takes on surely state, spotless though it.