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Purananuru 113
With your wine jars open,
rams slaughtered,
endless dishes of meat, mince, rice,
your riches primed
to give according to each receiver's wish,
you made friends with us once.
Now Pari is dead,
our hearts are muddy, our eyes are streaming;
we'll pray and bless
and take your leave,
Parampu, hill of fame,
and we'll go our ways
in s......
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The desert wind fares wild and true O'er a petaled face Then scurries round with much ado And roils from place to place. Here where sunshine bakes the sand And dries the dusty air Here where legends roam the land , Where mortals would not dare. A flower rises from the ground And peers out from her bed. Bashful, silent, not a sound, She lifts her new born head. So, gazing round the dips and dunes She savours, for a while, The breeze's repertoire of tunes That call to cause her sm......
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