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Poem LXXIII

III. 26. âyau din gaune kâ ho

The palanquin came to take me away to my husband's home, and it
  sent through my heart a thrill of joy;
But the bearers have brought me into the lonely forest, where I
  have no one of my own.
O bearers, I entreat you by your feet, wait but a moment longer:
  let me go back to my kinsmen and friends, and take my leave of
  them.
The servant Kabîr sings: "O Sadhu! finish your buying and
  selling, have done with your good and your bad: for there are
  no markets and no shops in the land to which you go."