His delicate frame was dark of hue with a greenish tinge resembling that of the emerald; every limb had the loveliness of countless toes and nails that outshone the radiance of the moon.

They had soles bearing the four beauteous marks of the thunderbolt, the elephant-goad, the flag and the lotus, and were circled with pretty sweet-tinkling anklets. Round his waist shone a beautiful girdle fashioned of gold and bossed with gems, a girdle with bells that made melodious music.

There were three pretty creases on his belly with a navel shapely and deep; the broad chest gleamed with jewels and raiment of various kinds, all befitting a child.

His roseate hands, nails and fingers were all entrancing and his long arms bedecked with bracelets. He had shoulders resembling those of a lion-cub and a (dimpled) neck shaped like a conch, a rounded chin and a face which was the very perfection of beauty.

He spoke with a lisp and had ruddy lips and a pair of pretty teeth, small and white, both above and below. He had lovely cheeks, an entrancing nose and a smile which gladdened all and was as winsome as the rays of the moon.

His eyes, which resembled a pair of dark-blue lotuses, delivered souls from worldly existence, while his forehead gleamed with a sacred sect-mark made with yellow pigment. He had arched eyebrows, pretty level ears and dark and curling locks that scattered their loveliness all around.

A fine yellow tunic looked lustrous on his body, and his shrill gleeful cry and merry glance captivated me. Thus frolicking in king Dasharath’s courtyard, the All-beautiful danced at the sight of his own shadow