1110. Though she wears sandal paste and pearl garlands, and applies fragrant sandalwood on her broad chest, they all feel like fire on her skin. Even the moonlight, gentle and white, burns her with its beams, and she wastes away. When the roaring sea crashes with waves, she too cries out in pain. Her soft, tender form has lost its glow, its hue turned pale like gold. Even her bangles have slipped from her delicate arms. O Lord of Thiruvidavendhai, what are You thinking about this girl, my dear one adorned with fine jewels, who now suffers for Your sake? Tell me.
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Though she has adorned her magnificent bosom with fine sandalwood paste blended with other fragrant substances, a lustrous pearl necklace, and cooling sandalwood fluid, these very applications now burn her like a raging fire. She suffers immensely as the piercing rays of the newly-risen, white moon scorch her tender frame. When the great ocean, with its relentlessly rising