Shatakatraya 2.82
English (machine translation) 2.82
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2.82
This spring, with the sweet
and gentle calls of the cuckoo and breezes from Mount Malaya,
slays living beings separated from their lovers;
alas, in misfortune even nectar turns to poison.
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- Śatakatraya — Bhartṛhari (poet), Sanskrit