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Making my whole body languid, taking away my anguish ⋮ exhaustion, and delighting ⋮ overpowering my eyes, my lover, like sleep, does not allow me to leave the bed.

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The hair hanging over your shoulders and clasped by your hand, the lines of nail-marks white and wet from the bath, and lips and eyes sparkling—this body of yours is a freshly sharpened missile of Kama!*

The prostitutes make it seem that their indifferent hearts are devoted to pure young men, as if they were pointing out faces reflected in clean polished mirrors.*

By your shyness you have yourself revealed who your secret lover is, as its fluttering banner draws attention to the pinnacle of a palace.*

Coupled together by a rope, bullocks wear out even a threshing-floor with their many steps, as they have to circle the axis of the central pole. ⋮ Words, through many sentences, can defeat even a rogue, when they are strung together without incoherence, while appealing to a referee who is stupid.*

A backbiter causes more pain by his caustic mumblings than by his unfriendliness. A mosquito that hums in one’s ear is more irritating than when it sucks one’s blood.*