No. 119 from the fifth part of Lotus-Eyed Krishna Longing for Love, verse 11; Leave your noisy anklets! They clang like traitors in love play. Go to the darkened thicket, friend! Hide in a cloak of night! In woods on the wind-swept Jumna bank, Krishna waits in wildflower garlands. Edited and Translated by Barbara Stoler Miller, Love Song of the Dark Lord; Jayadeva's Gitagovinda, New York Columbia University Press, 1977 p. 92.