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in excited voice the juice says: "How much and for what reason is the amount of the modesty of the seth,
is the asceticism of the ascetic, beauty of his equanimity and absorption,
we know it all.
How much is the water deep
can be known from the touch at the bank too."
And on this side
on a black seat of sisama (a wood)
in a shining silver plate is lying saffron halwa in which
a spoon pretending sirsasana,
is hiding her shy face
at her uselessness,
speaks in support of pomegranate:
"You have correctly assessed the sramana."
And
she is like weeping with tearful eyes
by way of the excess of ghee, on having been ignored by the saint.
The smell of the ghee
had gone upto the nose of the saint with the hope of taking its shelter.
382 Silent Soil
