The man begs the friend-maid to help
him to remove the sulking of his wife. She refuses; and guides him to approach directly
to his wife.
Your wife, my lady did not know how to
behave to attract you, except making her up braiding her hair with flowers. So you
are begging me to compromise her sulking. I will not help you. Please approach her
directly.
You are crucial as the King Nannan who
brought winning his enemies with a rope made on the hairs of his enemy’s wives.
Poet: Paranar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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