The friend-maid
of the heroine lady hints the rendezvous to lovers-meet speaking with the
clouds.
You, clouds! You take water from the
sea; moves making the sky dark; flashes lighting as sward in hand of a warrior
under the control of good ruler. Are you showing pomp or real?
My lady will gourd the millet field, tomorrow;
walk gently with her friend-maids wearing ‘Vengai’ flowers in head; making
sound with Talal and Tattai instruments to drive away the birds from the field.
She will wear leaves-dress made of Seyalai-leaves. Will you rain there too? This
is the rendezvous to lovers-meet, she hints.
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| Tattai, a musical instrument |
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poem by: Virai Veliyan Tittanar
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.


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