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I rejected the apologies and entreaties of that rogue, following the advice of my female friend; now, even if he were to say cruel things to me, I would go under the pretext of arguing with him.

You are a “shy” one! There you are, rearranging at daybreak your string of pearls that had turned into a “sacred thread.” From this we can infer that you could teach us all a lesson in viparita!*

That stream of birds flying up from the palace, young girl, looks like a victory-flag that, torn off by the wind, is blown away.

You who keep masses of bees awake, cause them to swarm around you, and ward them off with your prickly petals! Golden ketaki! May you never spread out your full fra-grance!

O girl with unmoving eyes and eyebrows curved like a bow! Why to you ponder what is done with. Through the offences of base characters, love ripens into something dis- tasteful, just as do molasses by the flies that swarm over them.

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This girl, with eyebrows crooked from pretended anger, flung her flower-garland towards her friend who was coming out of the bedroom in such a way that the lamp, struck by it, fell over.