Buddha-carita, or Life of Buddha by Ven. Aśvaghoṣa

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despondency, raised no cry, shed no tear, and breathed not, standing
senseless as if painted.
26. Others as having lost all self-control, fainting in their sorrow for
their lord, their faces pouring tears from their eyes, watered their
bosoms from which all sandal-wood was banished, like a mountain the
rocks with its streams.
27. Then that royal palace was illumined with their faces pelted by the
tears from their eyes, as a lake in the time of the first rains with its
dripping lotuses pelted by the rain from the clouds.
28. The noble women beat their breasts with their lotus-like hands,
falling incessantly, whose fingers were round and plump, which had
their arteries hidden and bore no ornaments, – as creepers tossed by
the wind strike themselves with their shoots.
29. And again how those women shine forth, as their bosoms rose up
together after the blow from the hand, and trembled with the shock,
like the streams, when their pairs of ruddy geese shake, as the lotuses
on which they sit wave about with the wind from the wood.
30. As they pressed their breasts with their hands, so too they pressed
their hands with their breasts, – dull to all feelings of pity, they made
their hands and bosoms inflict mutual pains on each other.
31. Then thus spoke Yaśodharā, shedding tears with deep sorrow, her
bosom heaving with her sighs, her eyes discoloured with aneer, and