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| Rope dance |
The
hero fell in love reveals his feeling to his service-friend.
A
dancing girl was treading on a rope tied in erected bamboos that spring bending
while she dances, along with drum-beat.
On
seeing this event baby monkey is imitating on its mother’s back. This baby has
reddish face as fig-fruit. It has few hairs in its head and strong hands.
The
dance was tasted by the children dwelling in the small village on hill, with
hand-clap.
My
lover is there.
My
heart has fallen in her hands of net.
No
other person can save it.
Poet:
Kottambalavanar
Poem
belongs to 2nd century B.C.
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