A Woman and Her Dying Warrior
Purananuru 255
I cannot cry out,
I'm afraid of tigers.
I cannot hold you,
your chest is too wide
for my lifting.
Death
has no codes
and has dealt you wrong,
may be
shiver as I do!
Hold my wrist
of bangles,
let's get to the shade
of that hill.
Just try and walk a little.
I cannot cry out,
I'm afraid of tigers.
I cannot hold you,
your chest is too wide
for my lifting.
Death
has no codes
and has dealt you wrong,
may be
shiver as I do!
Hold my wrist
of bangles,
let's get to the shade
of that hill.
Just try and walk a little.
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