The friend-maid says to her lady about
his (the lover of the lady) decision.
We thought he will leave you suffer here;
and go on earning; and there is no remedy. But his mood is different. He says that
he is willing to elope with you though the route, where,
A male-dhole picks the thigh flesh
of a male-deer, while the female-deer fearing, to remove the hunger of its
female-dhole; and sighs in tired.
There will be men in turned cloth
waiting for the new comers to robe and kill; and eagles to eat the dead body.
“Let her to come along with me”, he,
your lover says. “You are about to leave me; let us hug again and again before
leave”, the friend-maid pleads.
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| Dholes | wild dogs |
A poem by: KarikKannanar of
KaviripPumPattinam village
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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