Kural 1088 · ஒண்ணுதற் கோஒ உடைந்ததே ஞாட்பினுள்
Has my pride, which even foes dread on the battlefield, been broken before her radiant forehead?
The Eighteen Lesser Texts, including the Thirukkural.
Has my pride, which even foes dread on the battlefield, been broken before her radiant forehead?
For her who has the doe-like innocent look and modesty, what need is there of ornaments brought from elsewhere?
Wine delights only him who drinks it, but love gives joy even to one who merely looks.
In this maiden's kohl-lined eye there are two looks: one gives the ailment of love and the other is the remedy for that very ailment.
The tiny stolen glance she steals at me is not merely half of love; it is much more than half.
She looked at me, and having looked she bowed her head. That was the water she poured on the young plant of our love.
When I look at her she looks at the ground; when I do not look, she looks at me and smiles softly.
Apart from not looking at me with fixed attention, she smiles as one who half closes an eye to glance.
Though they speak like strangers, the words of those who bear no ill-will are quickly recognised for the love within.
A mild, unhating harsh word and a look as of an enemy are the signs of those who are near pretending to be unconnected.