Black Marigolds (Chaurapanchasika) · 1919
6
Translated by E. Powys Mathers (Black Marigolds, 1919)
Even now
If I saw her lying all wide eyes
And with collyrium the indent of her cheek
Lengthened to the bright ear and her pale side
So suffering the fever of my distance,
Then would my love for her be ropes of flowers, and night
A black-haired lover on the breasts of day.
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Bilhana. Black Marigolds (Chaurapanchasika), 6. Translated by E. Powys Mathers. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/work/black-marigolds-mathers/5/.
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Bilhana. Black Marigolds (Chaurapanchasika), 6. Translated by E. Powys Mathers. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/work/black-marigolds-mathers/5/.