Tukaram, Poem 3042

A servant should do the work appointed him;
that the seal on his orders should stand for
righteousness, the master must take care. I know
not if thou hast lost all stoutness of heart; it seems
thou hast grown feeble. That might, which should
have filled us thy servants with strength, Thou
seemest at this season to have renounced. Send
speedily, says Tuka, a messenger to call me, or tell
me what I must do.