The friend-maid praises the hero.
It is rainy season. The clouds are
moving with pregnancy of water to deliver to earth. It is thundering shaking
the sky. It is raining with rain-balls. Farmers sing to plow. Male and female deer
are playing in farm-field.
The driver is expert in driving his
horse as he read in literature written on horse-driving. His horse gallops on
his command. The wheels of the horse-chariot cut the wet land. Sev-vali, a kind
of music played in Yal-instrument attracts the evening time. Even at this time
he, the hero go on earning did not return. What would happen to him, she, the
heroine asks the Panan, a singer and mediator love affairs. When she is cursing
you, you appear before her. It is a sweet behavior. For this benevolence in
your part I indebted to praise; “Long live to excel your family-flower on your
head”; let her hair spread good smell wearing jasmine flower; and let both of
you united in hugging enjoyment forever.
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| Deer playing |
A poem by: AmMallanar, son of Alakkar
Gnalalar in Madurai
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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