Religion
Beata Culpa
Translated by Nicol Macnicol (1919) · From Psalms of Maratha Saints (1919)
Religion
How couldst thou e'er have cleansed me,
But for my sinful plight?
So first come I, and then thy grace,
O mercy infinite.
The magic stone was nothing worth,
Till iron brought it fame.
Did no one by the Wish Tree wish,
Whence would it get its name?
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Tukaram. “Beata Culpa.” Translated by Nicol Macnicol. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/tukaram/39/.
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Tukaram. “Beata Culpa.” Translated by Nicol Macnicol. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/tukaram/39/.
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