Doha 160
भलेहिं नाथ आयसु धरि सीसा। बाँधि तुरग तरु बैठ महीसा॥ नृप बहु भाँति प्रसंसेउ ताही। चरन बंदि निज भाग्य सराही॥१॥
पुनि बोलेउ मृदु गिरा सुहाई। जानि पिता प्रभु करउँ ढिठाई॥ मोहि मुनीस सुत सेवक जानी। नाथ नाम निज कहहु बखानी॥२॥
तेहि न जान नृप नृपहि सो जाना। भूप सुहृद सो कपट सयाना॥ बैरी पुनि छत्री पुनि राजा। छल बल कीन्ह चहइ निज काजा॥३॥
समुझि राजसुख दुखित अराती। अवाँ अनल इव सुलगइ छाती॥ सरल बचन नृप के सुनि काना। बयर सँभारि हृदयँ हरषाना॥४॥
Meaning
“Very well, my lord,” the king replied; and bowing to the hermit’s command he tied up the horse to a tree and then sat down. The king extolled him in many ways and bowing at his feet, thanked his good fortune. (1) He then spoke to him in soft and endearing terms, “Regarding you as a father, my lord, I venture to address you. Looking upon me as your son and servant, O great sage, pray tell me your name in full.” (2) Although the king did not recognize him, he recognized the king. While the king had a guileless heart, the hermit was a past master in fraud. Being an enemy in the first instance, and a Kṣatriya on top of it and again of royal blood, he sought to accomplish his end by dint of his cunning. (3) The thought of the pleasures of royalty had made the enemy–king sad; the fire of jealousy smouldered within his heart like that of a furnace. On hearing the artless words of Pratāpabhānu and recalling the grudge he had nursed against him, the hermit felt delighted at heart. (4)
कपट बोरि बानी मृदुल बोलेउ जुगुति समेत। नाम हमार भिखारि अब निर्धन रहित निकेत॥१६०॥
Meaning
He uttered the following soft yet false and artful words, “My name is now Bhikhārī (a mendicant), penniless and homeless as I am.” (160)
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