The friend-maid tries to remove her
lady’s melancholy by these words.
My friend, please fallow my words. Girls
of Palaiyar family wearing leaves-dress pray the Sea-God in harbor Korkai. The peoples
of the village are murmuring about your clandestine relation. Hearing these
words, mother is worrying sleeplessly. You do not worry; your Man went away for
earning will not stay there even if he received all the paddy fields of King Chola’s
country. You remember, he passes the track where bear family lives.
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| Modern leaves-dress |
A poem by: MaMulanar
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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