Keep them all clean; so may thy honour, too, be pure!
The pot will then relation keep with ocean’s wave;
And I, perchance, advantage from that ocean have.
If clean thou carry it before the sovereign’s eyes,
He may be pleased therewith;—buy it from mere surprise.470
The pot will, then, of water never lacking be;
My little water-pot shall suffice thee and me.
Close tight its lips, and bear it full from our supply.
A holy text ’tis says: ‘From lust close every eye.’[311]
His beard, his moustache, both, will swell with joy at this.