If one self's husband,
Even though he is lame
without fair complexion,
he is equivalent to the son of
Goddess Lakshmi, to the wife!
Even if the other men, who are nearby,
are extremely handsome,
they are equivalent to poison!
The women who have eyes
resembling armaments,
With chastity as ornament,
After the dearest husband
comes, eats the delicious food
and sleeps, she also takes food, sleeps,
gets up early before the husband wakes up,
does all the needy work with desire!
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