मलमण्डनचित्राङ्गीं मण्डनार्हाममण्डिताम् | मृणाली पङ्कदिग्धेव विभाति न विभाति च || ५-१९-६
Her body looked colourful with dust. Although she deserved adornment, she had none. She was like a lotus stem in mud looking bright yet dull (with mud). [5-19-6]
She was as though moving towards the knower of the self, the supreme king, Rama with the horses of her resolution yoked to the chariot of her mind. [5-19-7]