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Friday, 12 September 2014

Love poem Kurunthogai # 366

nIlam, the water-lily flower
They united by Chance. It is not in my hand. Who am I to prevent her pointing some virtuous deed? Even if I deny would she have obeyed? She is shedding tears looking at the nIlam, the water-lily flower that blossoms in the falls-pond wherein he and she played in love-game.
            
Words by        - fiend-maid of the heroine
To whom         - nursing mother of the heroine
Context           - during love-sick of the heroine
Love 1 of 5     - union
          
Author of the poem is pEri-sAtthan
2nd century B.C.

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