This is the greatest eulogy of Beauty, as great as Christopher Marlowe's eulogy of Helen ( All is dross that is not Helena) ! It is said that Cupid, Man Mathan Despite his five arrows Made thy smile his sixth arrow ! Anju Swarangalum Porathe Manmathan Nin chiri, punchiri Saayakamakkee ! The Master of Music, Gandharva Not satisfied with the Seven Octaves Made thy speech the eighth ! Saptha Swarangalum Porathe Gandharvan Nin Mozhi Saadhakamakkee ! Gold, despite its dazzling beauty Yearned for thy ravishing cheeks ! Pathara mattum Porathe Kanakam Nin kavil poovine Mohichu Rainbow, dissatisfied with its colors seven Thirsted for thy majestic beauty ! Ezhu Nirangalum Porathe Mazhavillu Nin kanthi nedan Dahichu !