Tukaram, Poem 3068

If he is too niggardly to give away buttermilk, is it likely he will spread us a feast? His conduct shows that he means nothing. What expense did I fetter Thee with? How have I caused thee any embarrassment? Nothing shall cling to my body but Thy service; such is my fixed resolution. Tuka says, To vindicate Thy name, take up thy work after my precedent.