Triveni Journal
1927 | 11,233,916 words
Triveni is a journal dedicated to ancient Indian culture, history, philosophy, art, spirituality, music and all sorts of literature. Triveni was founded at Madras in 1927 and since that time various authors have donated their creativity in the form of articles, covering many aspects of public life....
to the tools of violent vicissitudes,tc "to the tools of violent vicissitudes,"
The agony due to Nature’s marauders,tc "The agony due to Nature’s marauders,"
Lo and Behold! Spells the doom ‘n’ danger!tc "Lo and Behold! Spells the doom ‘n’ danger!"
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When panic-stricken womenfolk,tc "When panic-stricken womenfolk,"
Rush to safer domains,tc "Rush to safer domains,"
Like the ‘panther’, pouncing on its preytc "Like the ‘panther’, pouncing on its prey"
The hell-let –loose, spells damnation!tc "The hell-let –loose, spells damnation!"
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The dread of unfathomed waterholes,tc "The dread of unfathomed waterholes,"
Passing, unexpectedly, on the kindred;tc "Passing, unexpectedly, on the kindred;"
Like a tempestuous storm on a dead seatc "Like a tempestuous storm on a dead sea"
The warning of the unknown, spells wrath!tc "The warning of the unknown, spells wrath!"
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When the bad, the evil, the wretchedtc "When the bad, the evil, the wretched"
Gnaw on the disciples of divinity;tc "Gnaw on the disciples of divinity;"
The fate that is destined to betc "The fate that is destined to be"
Spells obliteration, vacuum, cessation of creed!tc "Spells obliteration, vacuum, cessation of creed!"
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As the dragon spits out burning fire,tc "As the dragon spits out burning fire,"
The seething ire, the wrath of the benefactor;tc "The seething ire, the wrath of the benefactor;"
The murky clouds of a cyclone, that stalltc "The murky clouds of a cyclone, that stall"
the dusk,tc "the dusk,"
Rains alarm on the distressed humanity!tc "Rains alarm on the distressed humanity!"
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This, the Satan, from Lost Paradisetc "This, the Satan, from Lost Paradise"
Lingers, still in hope, from fallen ruins! tc "Lingers, still in hope, from fallen ruins! "