I hold the corner of gale’s veil,
towards the starlit sky I sail,
flying above the hill and vale,
to the stars I find my
way.
I cross the dazzling northern lights,
shining forever brilliant bright,
such enchanting beautiful sight,
and there I find my star.
The
Ovi is: 12 th century Marathi folksong
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stanzaic, written in any number of 4 line stanzas.
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syllabic, 8-8-8-(less than 8 ) syllables
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rhymed, with L1, L2, L3 mono-rhymed L4 unrhymed. aaax, x being unrhymed.