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

Buddha-carita, or Life of Buddha - 67
deep sleep was suddenly thrown on that company of women and their
limbs and gestures became distorted.
48. One was lying there, resting her cheek on her trembling arm;
leaving as in anger her lute, though dearly loved, which lay on her
side, decorated with gold-leaf.
49. Another shone with her flute clinging to her hand, lying with her
white garments fallen from her bosom, – like a river whose banks are
smiling with the foam of the water and whose lotuses are covered
with a straight line of bees.
50. Another was sleeping, embracing her drum as a lover, with her
two arms tender like the shoot of young lotus and bearing their
bracelets closely linked, blazing with gold.
51. Others, decked with new golden ornaments and wearing peerless
yellow garments, fell down alas! helpless with sleep, like the boughs
of the Karṇikāra broken by an elephant.
52. Another, leaning on the side of a window, with her willow-form
bent like a bow, shone as she lay with her beautiful necklace hanging
down, like a statue in an archway made by art.
53. The lotus-face of another, bowed down, with the pinguent-lines on
her person rubbed by the jewelled earrings, appeared to be a lotus
with its stalk bent into a half-circle, and shaken by a duck standing on
it.