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6. Neeththal vinnappam Ch King of Uththaraksa mangai of flowery groves where the swarms of bees resound the tune of Viiary! Oh You Who turning against Your foes burnt their cities with Your strong granite bow ! Behold that You do not forsake me who in spite of gaining access to Your shining Feet, pine dissipating this body. (6:10) Oh Honey which wells up in my mind ridden with karma: Oh King of Uththarakosamangai Oh worthy one Whose golden body gleams the lustre of the ash smeared thereupon Behold that You do not forsake me who being deceived by the five dissident senses, have separated from the gem of Your flowery Foot. (6:11) Oh worthy One! Oh great sea of clear Ambrosia given for evil me to taste Oh Uththarakosamangai's king Who is skilled in wielding the spear to the terror of Your foes | Behold that You do not forsake me who even on Your enslaving me cling to the five senses and am bent upon leaving You. (6:12) 2 o 9