Shatakatraya 3.65

English (machine translation) 3.65

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3.65

O mind, do not dwell even once with yearning on this transient fortune, / a courtesan whose trade is strolling in the cottage of a king's furrowed brow. / Clad in ragged cloaks, having entered house doorways, / let us await alms fallen into our hand-bowls in the street rows of Vārāṇasī.

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Śatakatraya — Bhartṛhari (poet), Sanskrit