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Chapter LXXVII

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_Sakhī:_ Peerless Rādhā beside Murāri,--
Her wrath broke down, whose wrath was stubborn!
Mādhava kisses Rādhā's face,
Looks on her moon-face with brimming eyes.

All of her maidens were filled with joy,
Madan entered the hearts of both.
Twain were enraptured, each in the other's lap:
_A sight that fills Vidyāpati with bliss._

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