Verse 39

तापर सुमन आंदोल खचित अमोल मनि बहु रंग। झूले झुलावें परसपर सिय लाल ललना संग॥ बाढ्यो अधिक रस एकौ नवला प्रबल तहँ प्रतिध्वान। संग घेरि आय मेघ मुँडनि चकित दोन्ह कान ३९॥

Upon it is a flower-decked swing, inlaid with priceless jewels of many colors. Sita and her beloved swing one another while the maidens accompany them. Rasa swells ever higher; there a fresh, powerful echo arises. Clouds come together and encircle their heads, startling the ears of both. (39)