Thirukkural 1191 in English
Tamil original, transliteration, English translation, meaning, commentary, pronunciation, and chapter context.
Tamil original
தாம்வீழ்வார் தம்வீழப் பெற்றவர் பெற்றாரே
காமத்துக் காழில் கனி.
Transliteration
Thaamveezhvaar Thamveezhap Petravar Petraare
Kaamaththuk Kaazhil Kani
Modern English
“Those who love each other in return receive love's sweetest fruit, free of the bitterness of one-sided longing.”
Modern Interpretation
Those who love each other in return receive love's sweetest fruit, free of the bitterness of one-sided longing. A relationship feels most fulfilling when the person you choose chooses you too.
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Modern Plain English
Those who love each other in return receive love's sweetest fruit, free of the bitterness of one-sided longing.
Poetic Couplet (Bharati)
Stoneless fruit of love they have Who are beloved by those they love
G.U. Pope Translation
The bliss to be beloved by those they love who gains,Of love the stoneless, luscious fruit obtains
Classical Meaning (Drew & Lazarus)
The women who are beloved by those whom they love, have they have not got the stone-less fruit of sexual delight ?
Tamil commentary
தாம் விரும்புபவராலேயே விரும்பப்பட்ட பெண்கள்தாம் காதல் இன்பம் என்னும் விதை இல்லாத கனியைப் பெற்றவர் ஆவர்.
Chapter 120
More from The Solitary Anguish
தனிப்படர் மிகுதி
Stoneless fruit of love they have Who are beloved by those they love
Kural 1192The lover-and-beloved's self-givings Are like rains to living beings
Kural 1193The pride of living is for those Whose love is returned by love so close
Kural 1194Whose love is void of love in turn Are luckless with all esteems they earn
Kural 1195What can our lover do us now If he does not requite our love?
Kural 1196One sided pains; love in both souls Poises well like shoulder poles
Kural 1197This cupid aims at me alone; Knows he not my pallor and pain?
Kural 1198None is so firm as she who loves Without kind words from whom she dotes
Kural 1199The lover accords not my desires And yet his words sweeten my ears
Kural 1200You tell your grief to listless he Bless my heart! rather fill up sea!