It is midnight. Conceived bird ANTRIL (shore bird or wader) [image] being
in its nest on Palmyra tree raises its voice calling its mate. A folly bell sound
is ringing in my ear as His chariot is coming in the village courtyard. It makes
me sleepless.
[The lady expecting her marriage earlier says these words to her
friend-maid]
Author of the poem is KUNTRIYAN
2nd century B.C.
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