(The heroine speaks to her friend who encouraged her to elope with her lover)
Our modesty had long suffered with us;
Displaying maximum forbearance.
Alas, now it has given way,
Even like the small sandy dike in the field
Where the white-flowered sugarcanes grow-,
That gets eroded by the force of flowing water!
– Poet Vellivitiyar
– Translated by A.Dakshinamurthy.