Chapter 8 · Verse 11

नवनीत समस्येव चित्तस्य मम रूपिणी । त्वं हि वन्हिशिखेवासि कथं धीरेण भूयते ॥ ११॥

IAST

navanīta samasyeva cittasya mama rūpiṇī | tvaṃ hi vanhiśikhevāsi kathaṃ dhīreṇa bhūyate || 11||

English

‘My heart, however, is formed like fresh butter, while you are like a tongue of flame. How could it remain firm and unmelted before you?’