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Though my learning is poor, and I am the butt Fof ridicule to the learned yet it is my devotion. towards You, which forces me to be vocal. The only cause of the puckoo's sweet song in the spring-time is indeed the charming mango blossoms.
स्तवन- भवसंतति-समिवेद्ध
पाप क्षणास्य मुपैति शरीरभाजाम् । न्तलोक मलिनील मशेष माशु
सू-भित्र मिव शावंर मंधकारम् ||७||
As the black-bee-like darkness of the night, overspreading the universe, is dispelled instantaneously by the rays of the sun, so is the sin of men, accumulated through cycles of births, dispelled by the eulogies offered to you.
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नास्य तं भुवनभूषण भूतनाथ ।
भूतैर्गुर्ण भुवि भवन्तमभीष्टुवन्तः ।
तुल्या भवंति भक्तो ननु तेन किया ।
भूत्याश्रितं वह नात्मसमं करोति ॥१०॥
o ornament of the world ! O Lord of beings ! No wonder that those, adoring You with ( Thy ) real qualities, become equal to you. What is the use of that ( Master ), who does not make his subordinates equal to himself by (the gifts of) wealth.
दृष्ट्वा भवन्त मनिमेष विलोकनीयं
नान्यत्र तोष मुपयाति जनस्य चक्षुः
पीत्वा पयः शशिकर - बुति दुग्धसिन्धोः
क्षारं जल जलनिधे रक्षितुं क इच्छेत् ॥११॥ Having (once) seen You, fit to be seen with winkless eyes by gods, the eyes of man do not find
