Neither by sale nor by repudiation is a wife released from her husband, such we know the law to be, which the Lord of creatures made of old. |
Night and day, imbued with the Lord s Love, singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord, the Lord s lover loves the Lord. |
No calamity happens to those who eagerly follow auspicious customs and the rule of good conduct, to those who are always careful of purity, and to those who mutter ,sacred texts and offer burnt oblations. |
No man can completely guard women by force, but they can be guarded by the employment of the ,following expedients. |
No one can reach Him. He Himself creates, and He Himself nurtures, all beings and creatures are fashioned by Him. |
No one cares for your beauty, O beautiful bride, the Messenger of Death is bound only by the Commander s Command. |
No one invites him to come in and sit down he is like a crow in a deserted house. Caught in birth and death, separated from God for such a long time, the whole world is wasting away. |
Nor ,the food given by those who knowingly bear with paramours ,of their wives , and by those who in all matters are ruled by women, nor food ,given by men whose ten days of impurity on account of a death have not passed, nor that which is unpalatable. |
Nor without receiving permission from a guest ,who stays in his house , nor while the wind blows vehemently, nor while blood flows from his body, nor when he is wounded by a weapon. |
Not brothers, nor fathers, ,but sons take the paternal estate, but the father shall take the inheritance of ,a son who leaves no male issue, and his brothers. |
Now learn fully from whom all these manes derive their origin, and with what ceremonies they ought to be worshipped. |
O Baba, they alone are known to weep and wail, who meet together and weep, chanting the Praises of the Lord. |
O Baba, they have come, and now they must get up and depart, this world is only a way station. |
O Baba, union with the True One cannot be broken, bless me with your prayers for union with my Beloved. |
O God, my mind is fascinated with Thy lotus feet as the bumble-bee with the flower; night and day I thirst for them. |