Love
Epigram XIII
Translated by Paul Elmer More (1898) · From A Century of Indian Epigrams (1898)
Love
Pluck the new-budding jasmine flower, and wreathe
A garland for my brows;
Let saffron on my flesh and sandal breathe
Their perfume of carouse;
And then, O true love, lean upon my heart,
And all of heaven is there, or the best part.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram XIII.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/12/.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram XIII.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/12/.
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