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irl guarding the well! Do cover up your breasts— those mountains that block the road—that are impossible to by-pass. Give the travelers’ wives a chance to survive, for their lives will last no longer than the date fixed for the return.*

When the young co-wife began to develop breasts, the lady of the house suddenly became extremely affectionate towards their husband, pleasant, meticulous about serving him, in harmony with his ideas, and very polite.

Be loud and noisy with your waves, those scoundrels that uprooted the nichula bushes on your bank! Kaveri! In no time you will be no more than mud that even the storks spit out!

Hey you! You string so many fine words together. You bring the moon and place it in one’s hand; but on the days of trouble, messenger woman, where are you to be seen?

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Let her be depressed, let people gossip about her symptoms, let her luster disappear! Even so, she does not give you up, as the moon does not discard the shadow of the earth, though it may wane, people ridicule its haremark, and its light fades.

You are brutally cruel, entering into her heart and causing havoc; you make her, who is so well-behaved, speak out [in anger]. You are like a clapper of very hard wood, fixed inside and creating instability, that causes a wellrounded bell to peal.