Love
Epigram X
Translated by Paul Elmer More (1898) · From A Century of Indian Epigrams (1898)
Love
My love within a forest walked alone,
All in a moonlit dale;
And here awhile she rested, weary grown,
And from her shoulders threw the wimpled veil
To court the little gale.
I peering through the thicket saw it all,
The yellow moonbeams fall,
I saw them mirrored from her bosom fly
Back to the moon on high.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram X.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/9/.
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Bhartrihari. “Epigram X.” Translated by Paul Elmer More. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bhartrihari/9/.
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