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Tuesday, 19 July 2016

Natrinai 184

Thetri game 
I have only one daughter. She has also eloped with a man. He is brave with his body structure to struggle throwing spear which he carries always. Even though, they are passing though suffering in an arid land. You, scholars advise me to tolerate pain in mind. How it is possible? It is burning when I think. She was moving like a doll made of gem when she was playing Thetri game under the shade of plant Ntchi. When I happen to see the Thetri-coin and Notchi plant a misery attacks me. What shall I do? The nursing mother says to advising scalars.

Poet: not known
Poem belongs to 2nd century B.C.

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