The omnipresent God, who has neither passion nor quality, nor sensation of pleasure, and who is from everlasting, lay a babe in Kausalya's arms, overcome by devout affection.
With all the beauty of a myriad loves; dark of hue as the lotus or a heavy rain-cloud; the glistening nails on his rosy feet like clustered pearls on the leaves of the lily; the point of the thunderbolt, the flag, and the elephant-goad distinctly to be seen; the tinkling of his anklets enough to charm a saint; with girdled waist and dimpled body and deep navel, such as no one could believe who had not seen; with long arms covered with many jewels and lovely set of tiger's claws upon his breast; with necklace of gems and sparkling amulet, and soul-ravishing print of the Brahman's feet; with shell-marked neck and exquisite chin, and a face flushed with the beauty of all the loves; with well-matched teeth and ruddy lips, and nose and forehead-mark beyond description; with beautiful ears and charming cheeks and lisping prattle most delightful to hear; with eyes dark and full as the lotus, and heavy brows and a fair pendant on his forehead; with lustrous curling hair that his mother was ever delighting to stroke; with his body clothed in little yellow drawers, crawling on knees and hands upon the ground; neither scripture nor Seshan could do justice to his beauty, nor without a vision could any one imagine it.
With all the beauty of a myriad loves; dark of hue as the lotus or a heavy rain-cloud; the glistening nails on his rosy feet like clustered pearls on the leaves of the lily; the point of the thunderbolt, the flag, and the elephant-goad distinctly to be seen; the tinkling of his anklets enough to charm a saint; with girdled waist and dimpled body and deep navel, such as no one could believe who had not seen; with long arms covered with many jewels and lovely set of tiger's claws upon his breast; with necklace of gems and sparkling amulet, and soul-ravishing print of the Brahman's feet; with shell-marked neck and exquisite chin, and a face flushed with the beauty of all the loves; with well-matched teeth and ruddy lips, and nose and forehead-mark beyond description; with beautiful ears and charming cheeks and lisping prattle most delightful to hear; with eyes dark and full as the lotus, and heavy brows and a fair pendant on his forehead; with lustrous curling hair that his mother was ever delighting to stroke; with his body clothed in little yellow drawers, crawling on knees and hands upon the ground; neither scripture nor Seshan could do justice to his beauty, nor without a vision could any one imagine it.