Living

Verses 350–359

by Vemana dates disputed (placed between the 14th and 17th centuries)

Translated by C. P. Brown (1829) · From Verses of Vemana (Brown, 1829)

Living

350. In a flourishing tree, a fruit was produced with three eyes, but is not Siva. It has a skin on it but is no yogēe. It has sweet juice. (mystic fooling of a coconut)

351. It dwells in light and shuts its eyes while it lays egg with delight. Surely the cuckoo practices penance on the bough.

352. Husband and son both (join) delight to touch and seize the wife's breasts. Such is nature in the world. If the son touched it, milk springs forth. If the husband touches it, 'that place' moistens with desire O Vema!

353. A whore devoid of lewdness is the devil's daughter; joyless work a plague of rubbing. Thus a village devoid of a liberal man is demon's town.

354. Say not, this one, she is not fresh and this one is fresh. Be she old or young, the enamoured paramour cannot quit her. Can you call an old buffalo's milk nasty? Love goes by liking alone.

355. The whore praises all the ways of the whoremonger. The whore's mother exposes his infamy. It is hurtful to meddle with a whore who hath a mother.

356. Without coition a woman becomes old. If it enjoys coition, the jewel of horses becomes decrepit. In the earth, the man becomes aged who with incessant desire indulges in excessive coition. This is true, O Vema.

357. It is ruin to go with a gypsy's whore who can restrain a sinful mind. If she will leave the village I begone elsewhere

358. A whore's elder sister will caress and kiss you. The paramour gazes at her through love of his whore. Those of the wife's side are all his relations.

359. Born in the yoni, ye long for the yoni; you grow by sucking the breast and still seize the breast. The soul devoid of shame thus perisheth in the world.

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Vemana. “Verses 350–359.” Translated by C. P. Brown. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/vemana/35/.

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Vemana. “Verses 350–359.” Translated by C. P. Brown. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/vemana/35/.

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