Camps and drums and dinner are ordered; the bride is arrayed and handed to her husband. The husband takes his bride home; the bridegroom is worshipped and bathed. The father and mother are complimented; everyone begs them to finish the programme. “Let us go on with the presents and bathing.” O why do you forget the spirit within? He besieges the marriage guests with pleasures; he bathes them till they look like vessels dipped in oil. Tuka says, You are collecting spittle; you are making a good provision for hell.
Nursed be all that severs me from Thee; it is Thy feet that my efforts seek to gain. Do thou, O God, help me now; set me free from all that holds me and take the service offered Thee. Sensual pleasures have inflicted a strange disease on me. Or whence comes this disgust from all these things? Tuka says, Let Thy own be on thy own head; I shall mix no more with the affairs of the world.
Nursed be all that severs me from Thee; it is Thy feet that my efforts seek to gain. Do thou, O God, help me now; set me free from all that holds me and take the service offered Thee. Sensual pleasures have inflicted a strange disease on me. Or whence comes this disgust from all these things? Tuka says, Let Thy own be on thy own head; I shall mix no more with the affairs of the world.