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Separation, though long, can be endured with practice. But the interruption of even a brief meeting can be unbearable.
The trembling bride tries to raise the image of her husband held in a mirror—yet, under its heavy weight, she almost faints.
Words unspoken or not linked with deep experience fail to enchant—only those expressed with depth truly captivate the heart.
In the art of seduction, the master is flirtation—its language is flattery and boldness; and its lecture-hall is the gatherings of noble women.
The modest new bride doesn’t plead, doesn’t speak to friends—but when the breeze blows, she secretly hopes for her husband’s return.
The wife, pretending sleep, hears the rooster and turns around as if still asleep, only to hug her returning husband tearfully.
As the lover falls at her feet to seek forgiveness, the proud beloved immediately turns away and dismisses him.
Actions performed without proper means or planning become ruined, just as oblations fail if rituals are done incorrectly.
The king’s power fades silently before enemies, as even glory departs for fear of public criticism—like wealth deserting a careless ruler.
One becomes known as truly poor if they do not observe religious austerities for at least three nights, do not visit holy places, and fail to offer go...
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