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

Buddha-carita, or The Life of Buddha - 101
imāśca vikṣiptaviṭakabāhavaḥ prasaktapārāvatadīrghanisvanāḥ |
vināktāstena sahaiva rodhanairbhśa rudatīva vimānapaktayaḥ || 8.37
37. ‘And these lines of palaces seem to weep aloud, flinging up their dovecots for
arms, with the long unbroken moan of their doves, — separated verily, with him, from
all who could restrain them.
anarthakāmo ’sya janasya sarvathā turagamo ’pi dhruvameṣa kathakaḥ |
jahāra sarvasvamitastathā hi me jane prasupte niśi ratnacauravat || 8.38
38. ‘Even that horse Kathaka without doubt desired my utter ruin; for he bore away
from hence my treasure when all were sound asleep in the night, — like one who
steals jewels.
yadā samarthaḥ khalu soḍhumāgatāniṣuprahārānapi ki punaḥ kaśāḥ |
gataḥ kaśāpātabhayāt katha tvaya śriya ghītvā hdaya ca me samam ||
8.39
39. ‘When he was able to bear even the onsets of arrows, and still more the strokes of
whips, — how then for fear of the fall of a whip, could he go carrying with him my
prosperity and my heart together?
anāryakarmā bhśamadya heṣate naredradhiṣṇya pratipūrayanniva |
yadā tu nirvāhayati sma me priya tadā hi mūkasturagādhamo ’bhavat || 8.40
40. ‘The base creature now neighs loudly, filling the king’s palace with the sound; but
when he carried away my beloved, then this vilest of horses was dumb.
yadi hyaheṣiṣyata bodhayañjana khuraiḥ kṣitau vāpyakariṣyata dhvanim |
hanusvana vājanayiṣyaduttama na cābhaviṣyanmama duḥkhamīdśam || 8.41
41. ‘If he had neighed and so woke up the people, or had even made a noise with his
hoofs on the ground, or had made the loudest sound he could with his jaws, my grief
would not have been so great.’
itīha devyāḥ paridevitāśraya niśamya vāṣpagrathitākṣara vacaḥ |
adhomukhaḥ sāśrukalaḥ ktājaliḥ śanairida chadaka uttara jagau || 8.42
42. Having thus heard the queen’s words, their syllables choked with tears and full of
lament, slowly Chadaka uttered this answer, with his face bent down, his voice low
with tears, and his hands clasped in supplication:
vigarhitu nārhasi devi kathaka na cāpi roṣa mayi kartumarhasi |
anāgasau svaḥ samavehi sarvaśo gato ndevaḥ sa hi devi devavat || 8.43
43. ‘Surely, O queen, thou wilt not blame Kathaka nor wilt thou show thy anger
against me, know that we two are entirely guiltless, — that god amongst men, O
queen, is gone away like a god.