Seventh Century
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Famous quotes by seventh century:
“Hearing the low sound
of a cloud scattering rain
at midnight
and thinking for an eternity
on his absent young wife,
a traveller heaved a sigh
and with a flood of tears
howled the whole night long.
Now, villagers wont let him stay
in their place anymore.”
—Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)
“Hard-hearted girl,
get rid of these doubts
based on false rumor.
Its not good
to subject me to sorrow
because of backbiters words,
or have you decided now,
silly girl,
that its all true?
Do to me what you will,
sweetheart.
Suit yourself.”
—Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)
“My bangles left.
My best friends, tears,
went on forever.
My self-control
wouldnt sit still for a minute.
My mind made itself up
to go on ahead.
When my man
made up his mind to go,
everything else went,
just like him.
Life,
if you must go, too,
then dont forsake
your entourage of friends.”
—Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)
“Grovelling,
intimate words,
heart-stealing flattery,
a tight embrace
of my thinner-than-thin body,
violent kisses all over
obviously,
getting angry is worth the risk,
but even still,
Im not interested.
My lover
is dear to my heart,
so how could I be like that
on purpose?”
—Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)
“When my face turned toward his,
I averted it
and looked at my feet.
When my ears clamored
to hear his talk,
I stopped them.
When my cheeks broke out
in sweat and goosebumps,
I covered them with my hands.
But Friends,
when the seams of my bodice
burst in a hundred places,
what could I do?”
—Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)