I went abegging from door to door in the village path, when thy golden chariot appeared in the distance like a gorgeous dream and I wondered who was this king of all kings!
My hopes rose high and me thought my evil days were at an end and I stood waiting for alms to be given unasked and wealth scattered on all sides on the dust.
The chariot stopped where I stood. Thy glance fell on me and thou camest down with a smile. I fell that the greatest good fortune of my life had come at last to me. When of a sudden thou didst stretch thy right hand and aske “What hast thou lo give to me!"
Ah, what a kingly gest was it to open thy palm to a beggar to beg! I was confused and stood for a moment undecided, and then from my wallet I slowly took out the least little grain of a corn and gave it to thee.
But what was my surprise when at the
