The Sorrow of Radha

prasarati sasadharabimbevihitavilambe
cha madhave vidhura
virachitavividhavilapam
sa paritapam chakarochchaih

("And while the round white lamp of earth rose higher -
and still He tarried, Radha, petulant,
sang soft impatience and half-earnest fears.")

Gita Govinda VII