Rishwashringa said: -
1. Here came a Brahmachari with masses of hair on his head. That intelligent one was neither short nor tall. His complexion was like gold; his expansive eyes were like the lotus. He was as blazing and beautiful as a celestial.
2. His exceeding beauty was blazing like the sun, his eyes were very graceful and black. His matted locks were blue, fragrant, long and tied up with strings of gold.
3. A beautiful ornament was shining round his neck; it looked like the lightning in the sky. Under the throat (on his breast) he had two fleshy hairless and exceedingly beautiful balls.
4. His waist was slender, his navel heat and region about the ribs smooth. There shone a golden string from under his cloth like this waist string of mine.
5. There was on his feet something of a wonderful shape which gave forth a jingling sound. There were also ornaments tied upon his wrists that made a similar sound; they looked like this rosary here.
6. When he moved about, those ornaments made the sound as that of delightful swans on the waters of a tank. His clothes were of extraordinary make; my clothes are not so beautiful as his.
7. His face was of extraordinary beauty, his voice gladdened the heart. His words were like the voice of male Kokilas, hearing which I felt it to my innermost heart.
8. As the forest in the midst of the vernal season assumed a beauty when fanned by the breeze, O sire, so that excellent and fragrant one assumes a beauty when fanned by the breeze.
9. Her massy hair is neatly tied unto they stuck to the head and forehead evenly divided in two. His two eyes seemed to be covered by wonderful and exceedingly beautiful Chakravaka (birds).
10. He carried in his right hand a wonderful globular fruit which reached the ground and again and again rose up to the sky in a wonderful way.
11. He beat it and turned himself round; he whirled like a tree moved by the breeze. O sire, when I looked at him, he seemed to me a son of the immortals. My joy was extreme and I felt great pleasure.
12. He clasped my body; he took hold of my matted hair and he bent down my mouth; mingling his mouth with mine, he uttered a sound which gave me great pleasure.
13. He did not care for water to wash his feet or for fruits offered by me to him. He told me such was the religious observance practised by him. He gave me other fruits.
14. Those fruits were tasted by me. These (fruits here) are not equal to them in taste. Those (given by him) had neither rind nor stone as these (fruits here) have.
15. That noble featured one gave me to drink wear of exceedingly fine flavour. Having drunk it, I experienced great pleasure and I felt as if the ground under my feet was moving away.
16. These are the beautiful and fragrant garlands entwined with silken threads. They belonged to him. Blazing, in ascetic merits he scattered these garlands here and he then went back to his own hermitage.
17. At his departure my heart has become sad and my body seems to be burning. I desire to go to him as soon as I can. I desire that he should always walk about here.
18. O sire, I shall this very moment go to him. What is the name of the Brahmacharya that is practised by him? I desire to lead the same life with him, the same religious life led by that man of noble virtue.
19. My heart is yearning to practise the same (religious observance). My heart will burn if I do not see him.
Thus ends the hundred and twelfth chapter, the history of Rishwashringa, in the Tirthayatra of the Vana Parva.