Ramcharitmanas - Tulsidas

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In her mouth her voice lay imprisoned as a bee in the lotus; it refused to stir out for fear of the night of modesty. Tears remained confined within the corner of her eyes like the gold of a miser, which remains buried in a hidden nook of his house.

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