She will not go to her husband’s house till he has her brought by the Government.
When she goes her father’s village is left empty.
She is so delicate she faints at the sight of a flower,
Her body cannot bear the weight of her cloth,
The garland of jasmine-flowers is a burden on her neck,
The red powder on her feet is too heavy for them.
It is interesting to note that weakness and delicacy in a woman are emphasised as an attraction, as in English literature of the eighteenth century.
The last is a gentle intimation that poets, like other people, have to live:
It is useless to adorn oneself with sandalwood on an empty belly,
Nobody’s body gets fat from the scent of flowers;