तू देखि देखि री! पथिक परम सुंदर दोऊ। मरकत-कलधौत-बरन काम-कोटि-कांतिहरन, चरन-कमल कोमल अति, राजकुँवर कोऊ॥ १ ॥ कर सर-धनु, कटि निषंग, मुनिपट सोहैं सुभग अंग, संग चंद्रबदनि बधू, सुंदरि सुठि सोऊ। तापस बर बेष किए, सोभा सब लूटि लिए, चितके चोर, बय किसोर, लोचन भरि जोऊ॥ २ ॥ दिनकर-कुलमनि निहारि प्रेम-मगन ग्राम-नारि, परसपर कहैं, सखि! अनुराग ताग पोऊ। तुलसी यह ध्यान-सुधन जानि मानि लाभ सघन, कृपिन ज्यों सनेह सो हिये-सुगेह गोऊ॥ ३ ॥
Look, look, friend—those two travelers are supremely beautiful. Emerald-dark and burnished-gold in hue, they eclipse the radiance of millions of Loves. Their lotus feet are exceedingly tender; they must be royal princes. (1) Bows and arrows are in their hands, quivers at their waists, and hermit's cloth adorns their lovely limbs. With them is that very beautiful, moon-faced bride. Clad in the excellent dress of ascetics, they have plundered all beauty. They are youthful thieves of hearts—look your fill upon them. (2) Beholding the jewel of the Solar line, the village women are immersed in love. They tell one another, ‘Friend, string these jewels upon the thread of affection.’ Tulsī says: recognize this contemplation as blessed treasure and esteem it as immense gain. Like a miser, lovingly hide it within the home of your heart. (3)