A man who tells tales of battles, but has never
met a foe in the field, when he sees other
men carrying burdens, his heart begins to quake.
But a man of generous temper, a king’s warrior,
he strikes with his sword. Blessed are his father
and mother; penitence is born in him when he
hears Hari’s name. Tuka says, The words of the
saints are sword-blades; they pierce the hearts of
the wicked.
met a foe in the field, when he sees other
men carrying burdens, his heart begins to quake.
But a man of generous temper, a king’s warrior,
he strikes with his sword. Blessed are his father
and mother; penitence is born in him when he
hears Hari’s name. Tuka says, The words of the
saints are sword-blades; they pierce the hearts of
the wicked.