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| Erukkan garlands |
My sex feelings press me to ride on
Palmyra horse. (It is a kind of custom to impress
the peoples to make her lover marry with him.) It is the garland made by
Erukkam flower, the rider wears. I am ready to wear it. The heat of the sun
falls. Evening comes. North wind blows drizzling. The male Antril bird is
raising its voice chattering to mate. In these circumstances I am suffering in
loneliness. - The hero speaks
aloud to hear his lover and her friend-maid.
Poet: Sattanar, Alamberi village
Poem belongs to 2nd century
B.C.
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