A History of Sanskrit Literature c16.s1.48

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c16.s1.48

‘The mango shoots here smoke with the hordes of bees, here the Açoka glows with bursting flower buds, here the branches of the Kiñçuka are coal-coloured with their dark shoots; alas, where can I rest my weary eyes? Everywhere is fate cruel to me.’ Laḍahacandra sends a pretty message from a maiden to her loved one:

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