"” Thirupporchunnam “Even with all the world as mortar still making it look insuficient, many a great soul is wielding pestles to join us on this service. Many devotees have come up making the world insufficient to hold them. Let us rejoice singing and singing of the Son-in-law (of the King of the mountains) Who enslaving us for our good, bestowed on us His fresh flowery Fect to wear, and pound the dust of gold.” (9:6) "While our armlets and bangles jingle - jangling While the band of devotees chanting and cheering While the town'sfolk jeering and jeering at us While we also in turn jeering and jeering at them For the Partner of the tinkling anklet-girt soft-footed Dame, For the supreme transcendent One For the King Who resembles a great and golden Mountain For His bath let us pound the dust of gold to (9.7) “Oh beautiful damsels with bright and wide eyes! With striped bangles jingling and lush breasts swelling, with shoulders and fore-head shining with the imprints of sacred ash, saying and saying repeatedly, “Your vassals we are Oh our Lord!” and singing and singing of the ways by which He Who showing us here and now His morning-fresh flowery Feet, enslaves us who are worse than curs, let us pound the dust of gold for His bath.” (9:8) 391
