शरणमिव गतं तमो निकुञ्जे
विटपिनिराकृतचन्द्ररश्म्यरातौ ।
पृथुविषमशिलाऽन्तरालसंस्थं
सजलघनद्युति भीतवत्ससाद ॥

Karandikar Seated in the interstices between huge uneven boulders, the darkness whose colour was like that of a water-cloud and which had gone for shelter in the bowers where from the enemies in the form of the moonrays were driven out by the trees, hid itself like one frightened.

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