atha prabudhyaiva vidhUya pakSAn grIvAH samunnIya cukUjur uccaiH |
yat kukkuTAH paJca-Sa-vAram Adau rAdhA jajAgAra tadApta-bAdhA ||
After waking, the wild cocks shook their feathers, raised their necks and crowed loudly five or six times. Realizing that morning had come, Sri Radha grudgingly rose from her sleep. (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 1.20)
kRSNANga-saMzleSa-vizeSa-bAdhinas tAn eva matveti zazApa sA ruSA |
are! paretAzu pareta-rATpuraM tatraiva kiM kUjata no padAyudhAH? ||
Feeling that her pleasant embrace with Krishna had been disturbed by all this noise, she angrily cursed the cocks. “Hey, you foot-fighters! Why don’t you quickly drop dead and resume your crowing in hell?” (KRSNa-BhAvanAmRtam 1.21)
