Indian Antiquary Vol 28

Author(s): Richard Carnac Temple
Publisher: Swati Publications

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SOMOS TESTHE INDIAN ANTIQUARY.
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(221) The Dirge. to slang of axos aut to tolfown as en Perum Corandin yibol fare-alan Ward He had the praises manifold of minstrels whose wants be relieved; alvo a noisy of He was most loving to the dancers who resorted to his court; He swayed his sceptre in accordance with eye top otsas ad exuute of the teaching of the He cultivated the friendship of the honoured wise; Caged Bo He was gentle to women, brave and strong in the face of the brave; STEDITE Calimill of landry capit He was the refuge of the spotless learned ones. za in Buch at one death did not consider, but carried off his sweet sou). Jorg od Therefore, my afflicted kinsfólk, let a Embracing one another join in
stallo mohl die b
hay and man of con qua
Come all ye bards, whose words!
srod He hath become a pillar planted in t Crowned with immortal praise !
death.
the wild,
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eval Au
NO PATOR [FEBRUARY, 1899.
While the wide world in Borrow mourns Pidi taisyA Such is the lot of him who was our guardian true!
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Stall. (220)
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The song of Pottiyar when he returned from the north leaving his beloved king to die.
The keeper who has lost the huge elephant which he daily supplied With its ample meal, and tended for many A Yearuldanom det reag Is sad as he surveys ys the vacant pillar where it stood, to a drotti. And weeps. Even so, did I not grieve, when I beheld band a notas The courtyard in the ancient town where Killi lived, and died
Killi, with wealth of chariots, o'er which waved the conqueror's wreath' ?
There is another poet of whom we have three very exquisite lyrics He would seem to have been one of the company gathered around the genialking, Ko-Perum-Goran, and so an intimate friend of the two merry bards before mentioned. His name was Kaniyen of the flowery hi
jus eld of an (192)rols in barbi
The Wise Man Equable.
Jaders
To us all towns are one; and all men are our kings; Evil and good come not to men from other folkjna and So pain and pain's relief arb from within,d bopuls bad as Death is no novelty, nor do we joy in life, rodo conly oth aland As though it were dome moreel sweet aid later en When we are grieved, we bear it, nor complain zow Jost $19 This precious life of ours is like a raft Floating adown the waters of some mighty stream, That roars and tumbles over boulders huge;" When from the skies with lightnings mixed the pelting storm Comes down the raft goes on as : P109 260 ordained on autori Thus have we seen in visions of the truly wielding In prosperous hours we marvel not at greatness of the great; w to Still less can we despise the lowlier lot. nual vill Colorze bine ads pult row an
wood da nosi soo Ju neuvon w
Wise.
Bulgin
(194)
Diversities of Human Destinynner le te
Look narrowly, and in one house they wail the funeral chant onore e stan birAnd in adjoining home the marriage drum sounds out mid festive song. There go embracing friends just met with festive wreaths, ustune Sun Jognof