The Buddha-Carita or The Life of Buddha by Ven. Aśvaghoṣa

Buddha-carita, or The Life of Buddha - 99
hatatviṣo ’nyāḥ śithilātmabāhavaḥ striyo viṣādena vicetanā iva |
na cukruśurnāśru jahurna śaśvasurna cetanā ullikhitā iva sthitāḥ || 8.25
25. Some of the other women, bereft of their brightness and with arms and souls
lifeless, and seeming to have lost their senses in their despondency, raised no cry, shed
no tear, and breathed not, standing senseless as if painted. 1
adhīramanyāḥ patiśokamūrchitā vilocanaprasravaṇairmukhaiḥ striyaḥ |
siṣicire proṣitacadanān stanān dharādharaḥ prasravaṇairivopalān || 8.26
26. Others as having lost all self-control, fainting in their sorrow for their lord, their
faces pouring tears from their eyes, watered their bosoms from which all sandal-wood
was banished, like a mountain the rocks with its streams.
mukhaiśca tāsā nayanābutāḍitaiḥ rarāja tadrājaniveśana tadā |
navābukāle ’budavṣṭitāḍitaiḥ sravajjalaistāmarasairyathā saraḥ || 8.27
27. Then that royal palace was illumined with their faces pelted by the tears from their
eyes, as a lake in the time of the first rains with its dripping lotuses pelted by the rain
from the clouds.
suvttapīnāgulibhirniratarairabhūṣaṇairgūḍhaśirairvarāganāḥ |
urāsi jaghnuḥ kamalopamaiḥ karaiḥ svapallavairvātacalā latā iva || 8.28
28. The noble women beat their breasts with their lotus-like hands, falling incessantly,
whose fingers were round and plump, which had their arteries hidden and bore no
ornaments, — as creepers tossed by the wind strike themselves with their shoots.
karaprahārapracalaiśca tā babhuryathāpi nāryaḥ sahitonnataiḥ stanaiḥ |
vanānilāghūrṇitapadmakapitaiḥ rathāganāmnā mithunairivāpagāḥ || 8.29
29. And again how those women shine forth, as their bosoms rose up together after the
blow from the hand, and trembled with the shock, like the streams, when their pairs of
ruddy geese shake, as the lotuses on which they sit wave about with the wind from the
wood. 2
yathā ca vakṣāsi karairapīḍayastathaiva vakṣobhirapīḍayan karān |
akārayastatra paraspara vyathāḥ karāgravakṣāsyabalā dayālasāḥ || 8.30
30. As they pressed their breasts with their hands, so too they pressed their hands with
their breasts, — dull to all feelings of pity, they made their hands and bosoms inflict
mutual pains on each other.
1 Conjectural.
2 This is an obscure verse,—yathāpi is not clear; I have taken yathā as a ‘how’ of admiration.
The latter lines seem to compare the hand swaying with the motion of the bosom to the bird
seated on the tossed lotus.