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Srimad Bhagavatam 10.60.3-6

10.60.3-6

तस्मिनन्तर्गृहे भ्राजन्मुक्तादामविलम्बिना । विराजिते वितानेन दीपैर्मणिमयैरपि ॥ ३ ॥ मल्लिकादामभि: पुष्पैर्द्विरेफकुलनादिते । जालरन्ध्रप्रविष्टैश्च गोभिश्चन्द्रमसोऽमलै: ॥ ४ ॥ पारिजातवनामोदवायुनोद्यानशालिना । धूपैरगुरुजै राजन् जालरन्ध्रविनिर्गतै: ॥ ५ ॥ पय:फेननिभे शुभ्रे पर्यङ्के कशिपूत्तमे । उपतस्थे सुखासीनं जगतामीश्वरं पतिम् ॥ ६ ॥

tasmin antar-gṛhe bhrājan- muktā-dāma-vilambinā virājite vitānena dīpair maṇi-mayair api mallikā-dāmabhiḥ puṣpair dvirepha-kula-nādite jāla-randhra-praviṣṭaiś ca gobhiś candramaso ’malaiḥ pārijāta-vanāmoda- vāyunodyāna-śālinā dhūpair aguru-jai rājan jāla-randhra-vinirgataiḥ payaḥ-phena-nibhe śubhre paryaṅke kaśipūttame upatasthe sukhāsīnaṁ jagatām īśvaraṁ patim

tasmin
in that
antaḥ-gṛhe
private part of the palace
bhrājat
brilliant
muktā
of pearls
dāma
with strings
vilambinā
hanging
virājite
resplendent
vitānena
with a canopy
dīpaiḥ
with lamps
maṇi
of jewels
mayaiḥ
made
api
also
mallikā
of jasmines
dāmabhiḥ
with garlands
puṣpaiḥ
with flowers
dvirepha
of bees
kula
with a swarm
nādite
resounding
jāla
of the lattice windows
randhra
through the small holes
praviṣṭaiḥ
which entered
ca
and
gobhiḥ
with the rays
candramasaḥ
of the moon
amalaiḥ
spotless
pārijāta
of pārijāta trees
vana
of the grove
āmoda
(carrying) the fragrance
vāyunā
by the wind
udyāna
of a garden
śālinā
bringing the presence
dhūpaiḥ
with incense
aguru
from aguru perfume
jaiḥ
produced
rājan
O King (Parīkṣit)
jāla-randhra
through the holes of the lattice windows
vinirgataiḥ
exiting
payaḥ
of milk
phena
the foam
nibhe
resembling
śubhre
shining
paryaṅke
on the bed
kaśipu
on a pillow
uttame
excellent
upatasthe
she served
sukha
comfortably
āsīnam
seated
jagatām
of all the worlds
īśvaram
the supreme controller
patim
her husband

Queen Rukmiṇī’s quarters were extremely beautiful, boasting a canopy hung with brilliant strings of pearls, as well as effulgent jewels serving as lamps. Garlands of jasmine and other flowers hung here and there, attracting swarms of humming bees, and the spotless rays of the moon shone through the holes of the lattice windows. As aguru incense drifted out of the window holes, my dear King, the breeze wafting the scent of the pārijāta grove carried the mood of a garden into the room. There the Queen served her husband, the Supreme Lord of all the worlds, as He reclined upon an opulent pillow on her bed, which was as soft and white as the foam of milk.