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| Deer eats a kind of wood-apple |
Nursing
mother ponders her daughter eloped with a man. He says:
She
will juggle the balls along with her play-mates in the vast area my house promises.
I will call her in between the play. Having milk in a cup I will feed her. After
drinking one mouth she will refuse another draught. “You drink one drought for
me; please drink another for your father”, saying these, I shall cheat her to
drink another draught. I will adorn her with makeup. Such a girl eloped with
man with lawless character. I cannot forget her. I am feeling all over the
night.
A
deer escapes from dholes chase. It rest under a tree eating wood apple. Summer wind
blows at that time. It notes the sound keenly whether it may a flute-sound
played by cowherd.
Will
my daughter passing through in such a way by this time? She ponders.
A
poem by: Kayamanar
The
text is belongs to second century B.C. or earlier.
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