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| A sculpture of a Damsel |
It is a forest where lion being in
thirsty of blood aims at male elephant. The termed seep of Puzliyar people grass
there plenty. Bears also are searching for food in that area. You, my man, are
coming through such dangerous track. Pondering in these ways, you my girl are
sulking with me. Why I am coming here? I am satisfying and feel comfort on
seeing your clamoring beauty as the art of a Damsel on the rock on western side
of Kolli Hill. It allures its beauty in the morning sun-light. That is why I am
coming here, the hero explains to heroine.
Poet: Not known
Poem belongs to 2nd century
B.C.
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