अस्ताद्विपार्श्वमुपजग्मुषि तिग्मभासि जानीत शीतकिरणोऽभ्युदितो न वेति | चारा इवाथ रजनीतिमिरप्रयुक्ताश् चेरुश्चिरं चरणभूमिषु चञ्चरीकाः ||
When the fierce-rayed sun was approaching the western mountain, the black bees wandered for a long time on the footpaths, like spies deployed by the darkness of night, trying to discover whether the cool-rayed one [the moon] had risen or not.