Male elephant straws all the water
that spring slowly in the rock pond and goes before its female to feed the
water it has in its trunk. The arid land is filled with heat. That is a season
of hot summer. Reptile Pachonthi bending its back climbs on tall tree. He, my
lover is passing through such a route in difficulty. What is the necessity of
taking the risk? To help other earn wealth is his aim. He has benevolent heart
on other’s welfare. Saying these words to her friend-maid, the heroine, the
wife of the Man feels elating.
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| Reptile Pachonthi |
Poet: not known
Poem belongs to 2nd century
B.C.
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