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Unit -1 Wit and Humour

1 A Little Grain of Gold

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In this poem, the poet talks about the willingness to give something without
expecting any favour in return.

I had gone a-begging 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 for wealth

scattered on all sides in the dust.

The chariot stopped where I stood. Thy glance
fell on me and thou camest down with a smile.

I felt that the luck of my life had come at last.
Then of a sudden thou didst hold out thy right

hand and say ‘‘What hasqt thou to give to me?’’

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