He likes my breast to enjoy. For that purpose to
earn wealth he went through troublesome arid forest way. (He assured me return
back before rainy season). The cloud carrying water roaming in high air is
raining [image] with lighting and thunder in the evening. But he didn’t return. What shall
I do?
The lady confesses to her friend.
Author of the poem is PE:RI SA:TTHAN
2nd century B.C.
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