She comes in morning time here, the
littoral park in her love feelings. You come here in your kindness upon her. It
is pleasure for me. But, she will be put in house arrest on murmuring of the
women in the village. Then, she cannot come over here. So, the Man of the
littoral land! Please come in night. There are also some difficulties. The women
are roaming without shutting their eyes in the village, as shrimps at sea. So,
marriage is the only solution. The friend-maid says to the man of her lady’s
lover.
Poet: Ulochanar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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