The friend-maid advices her lady’s
lover it is not apt to your character to behave like this. She, my lady lost
her natural beauty always thinking your friendship. You used to come to our
playground; decorate the flowers water lilies; as the sun appears every
morning. But, for the last few days you didn’t. So, my lady lost her appreciating
beauty. It is not apt to your dignity.
Poet: Madurai
Marutan IlaNaganar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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