Purananuru - Part 79

He has bathed in the cool pond at the gate of his ancient city
and has donned bright shoots of margosa from the inner meadow,
and walking, like an elephant, behind the clear beat of the kinai drum,
Celiyan has come, he who is ferocious in battle! Against him
stand many warriors without worth.
Will some of them survive, given there is so little daylight left?
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Pulavans
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