The Colas c12.17
The Cōḷas c12.17
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c12.17
'His people's tears of sorrow past endurance, are not they
sharp instruments, to wear the monarch's wealth away?
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'Ah! cruel is our king' where subjects sadly say,
His age shall dwindle, swift his joy of life decay.