"
[Transcriber's note: In the above verse, the word 'caine' does
not fit in, the word 'came' makes more sense]
Thus saying he displayed before the teacher a pair of gold
bangles wrought with costly stones.
The master took up one of them, twirling it round his finger, and
the diamonds darted shafts of light.
Suddenly it slipped from his hand and rolled down the bank into
the water.
"Alas," screamed Raghunath, and jumped into the stream.
The teacher set his eyes upon his book, and the water held and
hid what it stole and went its way.
The daylight faded when Raghunath came back to the teacher tired
and dripping.
He panted and said, "I can still get it back if you show me where
it fell."
The teacher took up the remaining bangle and throwing it into the
water said, "It is there."
XIII
To move is to meet you every moment,
Fellow-traveller!
It is to sing to the falling of your feet.
He whom your breath touches does not glide by the shelter of the
bank.
He spreads a reckless sail to the wind and rides the turbulent
water.
He who throws his doors open and steps onward receives your
greeting.
He does not stay to count his gain or to mourn his loss; his
heart beats the drum for his march, for that is to march with you
every step,
Fellow-traveller!
XIV
My portion of the best in this world will come from your hands:
such was your promise.
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