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Bhakti-rasāmṛta-sindhu .8.34

tatraiva hāsyasya, yathā –
[tatraiva haasyasya, yathaa –]
svasāsmi tava nirdaye paricinoṣi na tvaṁ kutaḥ
[svasaasmi tava nirdaye parichinoshi na tvam kutah]
kuru praṇaya-nirbharaṁ mama kṛśāṅgi kaṇṭha-graham |
[kuru pranaya-nirbharam mama krishaangi kantha-graham |]
iti bruvati peśalaṁ yuvati-veṣa-gūḍhe harau
[iti bruvati peshalam yuvati-vesha-goodhe harau]
kṛtaṁ smitam abhijñayā guru-puras tadā rādhayā ||
[kritam smitam abhijnayaa guru-puras tadaa raadhayaa ||]
atra mukhye gauṇasya | ||34||
[atra mukhye gaunasya | ||34||]
Blended reading (Sanskrit + English inline)
tatraiva hāsyasya, yathā –
svasāsmi tava nirdaye paricinoṣi na tvaṁ kutaḥ
kuru praṇaya-nirbharaṁ mama kṛśāṅgi kaṇṭha-graham |
iti bruvati peśalaṁ yuvati-veṣa-gūḍhe harau
kṛtaṁ smitam abhijñayā guru-puras tadā rādhayā ||
atra mukhye gauṇasya | ||34||
Madhura-rasa (primary) as aṅgī with hāsya-rasa (secondary) as aṅga: “O merciless one! Why do you not recognize me, your sister? O thin-waisted woman! Embrace me with love.” When Kṛṣṇa, disguised as a young woman, said these words, Rādhā, knowing the truth, smiled slightly in the presence of the elders.

The following is an example of a mixture of conjugal love and laughter in devotional service. Kṛṣṇa, in the dress of a young girl, told Rādhārāṇī, “Oh, You hardhearted girl! Don’t You know that I am Your sister? Why are You unable to recognize Me? Be merciful upon Me and please capture My shoulders and embrace Me with love!” While Kṛṣṇa was dressed up exactly like Rādhārāṇī, He was speaking these nice words, and Śrīmatī Rādhārāṇī could understand His purpose. But because She was in front of many of Her superiors, She simply smiled and did not say anything. In this instance, the ecstasy of conjugal love is taken as the whole, and the ecstasy of laughter is taken as the part.

— A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupāda
Jīva Gosvāmī Gauḍīya
Durgama-saṅgamanī
Commentary

There is another version: tavāsmi savayaś carī smarasi māṁ kathorena kim/ kuru praṇaya nirbharaṁ mama sukaṇthi kaṇṭhagraham: I am your friend. Having a cruel heart, why do you not remember me? O beautiful throated woman, embrace me with affection.

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