“Shall I make you swing to see your
lover’s mountain there at distance?” the friend-maid asks her lady.
Tree Vengai is strong with flowers red
in color. There is a rope swing suspending in its branch. Shall I make you
swing in it? You can see the mountain of your lover. It is a mountain with
trees plantain and jack-fruit among the forest of ‘Valai’-trees. Female-elephant
will sleep there. There will be heavy mist. The male-elephant cannot see its
female will trumpet. That is his mountain. You can see it while swinging.
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| she swings |
Poet: Kapilar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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