When Jivananda went out of the cottage, Santi softly sang again to the accompaniment of the sarang : When Deluge sank the worlds, On the water endless Vedas Thou didst uphold Like a frigate fearless. O Lord of Worlds that wore The form of Fish of yore. When the melodious measures of Jaideva chanted by Santi Devi, with proper tune and time, stirred the deep silence of that endless wood into a sweetness like that of the tiny billows of a full-swollen river stirred by the soft breeze of spring, she sang on : The sacrifice of blood Bid by the Word timeless Blaming in mercy didst Stop bloodshed relentless. O Lord of Worids that wore Great Buddha's form of yore. Then somebody sang in a deep voice from outside : — To lay the Mleccha low With sword relentless Rushing like comet dread Bringing bloodshed endless 0 Lord of Worlds that will Kalki's dread career fill. Santi bowed down with reverence, took the dust of Satyananda's feet, and said ; "My Master, what merit .should I have acquired that I should meet you here? Command me what I am to do." Then with a stroke on the sarang she sang again,
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Chapter VII
