Did not He honor the Pea-Cock's feather
On the ruby-decked diadem?
Did not He keep the flute of reed
On his flowery lips?
Did not He wear the garland of pethy plant's leaf
On a par with the matchless diamond?
Did not He wear the jelly-spun cloth
On His azure body divine?
What forbids with loving devotion
The master to serve?
Caste or Creed, pelf or position
Are not matters to nerve!
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