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Sunday, 2 October 2016

Agananuru 306

If your concubine sulks with you approach me for your lust, is it your dignity? The heroine asks the hero.
You are a man of joy. Stand away from me. The crane bird will sit in rattan bush; then under Ingai flower; then yet another mango branch the tender leaves fondles it. You are a man lives in such land track.
Is it your dignity? Your lust-girl scorns you. She witched you her glance. She pulled your garland. At last she made sulking with you. Then, you approach me for enjoyment. Is it your dignity?
Tender leaves of mango 

A poem by: SittalaiSattanar, a grain merchant in Madurai
The text is belongs to second century B.C. or earlier.

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