The all-gracious Lord has filled me full with his compassion and favour and done all he could more than I have ever deserved. Holy mater, by virtue of your native amiability and benevolent disposition you have ever been indulgent to me.

Lord, great has been my audacity in discarding due respect for my master and this assembly and speaking boldly or humbly, just as the fancy moved me; but pardon me, Lord, as one grievously distressed.

It is a great mistake to say overmuch to a loving, wise and good master. Now, Lord, be pleased to give me your commands and set me right (retrieve me, make me new).

I swear by the dust of my Lord’s lotus feet – the glorious consummation of truth and virtue and bliss – and declare that the desire of my soul at all time, whether waking, sleeping or dreaming,

- is to serve my master with sincere and spontaneous devotion, relinquishing my own interests and not seeking the four ends of human existence. The greatest service to a noble master is to obey his commands; so, Lord, let your servant win thisfavour.’

So saying, he was utterly overcome by loving emotion; a thrill ran through his body and his eyes filled with tears. In great agitation he clasped the Lord’s lotus feet; the excitement of the moment and the intensity of affection defy description.

The ocean of grace honoured him with kindly words, and taking him by the hand seated him by his side. The whole assembly, including Raghunatha himself, was faint with love after hearing Bharata’s humble speech and marking his noble nature.