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31968	Kalidasa	The Birth of the War-God: A Poem by Kálidása			.txt	text/plain	22052	2038	93	The LOVE-GOD, armed with flowers divinely sweet, Slave to a glancing eye thy foe shall bow, Around thy neck her loving arms shall twine. "Dear God of Love, thou truly hast displayed With all thy loveliest charms the lovely maid, Gods are thy suppliants, KÁMA, and on thee Now the bright Day-God turned his burning ray "Sweet maid," cried ['S]IVA, "surely thou shalt be "Dear love, thy home is in my faithful breast!" "Turn, gentle friend, thy weeping eyes, and see "Bride of the flower-armed God, thy lord shall be "Are there no Gods, my child, to love thee here? Wouldst thou win heaven by thy holy spells? could the cruel loved one, thou fair maid, Now sure thy loved one, vain in beauty's pride, With heart and soul she seeks for ['S]IVA'S love. The lovely lady and the glorious God; "Now, for the dear sake of thy lovely bride,	./cache/31968.txt	./txt/31968.txt