Living
Epigram II
Translated by Paul Elmer More (1898) · From A Century of Indian Epigrams (1898)
In many a cavern on the wild hill-slopes
That near to heaven climb,
By many a pool, dwell eremites with hopes
That laugh at measured time.
They lave in the cool Ganga where it flows
Over the level rocks;
They peer among the trees where Çiva goes
Tossing his matted locks;
They breathe in joy: but we — alas that fate
Made woman's love so fair!
For love restrains us in a world we hate,
Cajoled by woman's snare.
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