PLATE SEVEN

On the full-moon night of the autumn season, Lord Sri Krsna attracted
the young milkmaids of Vrndavana to the forest with the sound of His
celebrated flute. As they approached Him, one of the gopis said to Krsna,
‘Dear Krsna, by seeing Your beautiful face decorated with tresses of
hair, by seeing the beauty of Your earrings falling on Your cheeks, and
by seeing the nectar of Your lips, the beauty of Your smiling glances,
Your two arms, which assure complete fearlessness, and Your broad
chest, whose beauty arouses conjugal attraction, we have simply surren-
dered ourselves to become Your maidservants.”’ (p. 145)
