. The second jungle book. A SONG OF KABIR 47 A SONG OF KABIR light was the world that he weighed in his hands !Oh, heavy the tale of his fiefs and his lands !He has gone from the guddee and put on the shroud,And departed in guise of bairagi avowed ! Now the white road to Delhi ismat for his feet, The sal and the kikar must guardhim from heat ; His home is the camp, and thewaste, and the crowd—He is seeking the ^Vay, a bairagi avowed ! He has looked upon Man and his eyeballs are clear(There was One ; there is One, and but One, saith Kabir);The Red Mist of Doing is tliinned to a cloud—He has tak
. The second jungle book. A SONG OF KABIR 47 A SONG OF KABIR light was the world that he weighed in his hands !Oh, heavy the tale of his fiefs and his lands !He has gone from the guddee and put on the shroud,And departed in guise of bairagi avowed ! Now the white road to Delhi ismat for his feet, The sal and the kikar must guardhim from heat ; His home is the camp, and thewaste, and the crowd—He is seeking the ^Vay, a bairagi avowed ! He has looked upon Man and his eyeballs are clear(There was One ; there is One, and but One, saith Kabir);The Red Mist of Doing is tliinned to a cloud—He has taken the Path, a bairagl avowed ! To learn and discern of his brother the clod,Of his brother the brute, and his brother tlic has gone from the council and ])ut on the shroud( Can ye hear ? saith Kabir), a bairagi avowed !.
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