Meantime the moon,
the rolling moon,
climbed high,
And over all Vrindavana it shone;

The moon which on the front of gentle night
Gleams like the chandana mark on beauty's brow;
The conscious moon which hath its silver face
Marred with the shame of lighting earthly loves.

In Canto VII, the sorrow of Radha, who waits in vain for Krishna, is described. Seated on the bank of the Yamuna, Radha soliloquizes:

"The appointed moment is come; but Hari, alas! comes not to the grove. Must the season of my unblemished youth pass thus idly away? Oh! what refuge can I seek, deluded as I am by the guile of my female adviser? The God with five arrows has wounded my heart; and I am deserted by Him, for whose sake I have sought at night the darkest recess of the forest. The sky is still, the forest sleeps, Krishna forgets-he loves me no more. Since my best beloved friends have deceived me, it is my wish to die: since my senses are disordered, and my bosom is on fire, why stay I longer in this world?"

"The coolness of this vernal night gives me pain, instead of refreshment. O moon! (she sang) that art so pure and pale, is Krishna wane like thee with lonely waiting? O lamp of love! art thou the lover's friend, and wilt not bring O faithless Krishna! I have striven in vain."

The painting illustrates the following verse:

prasarati sasadharabimbe
vihitavilambe 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."

Characterized by simplicity of composition, and accurate balance, this painting is a masterpiece. The boulders shown in the foreground are very characteristic of the Kangra Valley.