Go Rakha Jagai Singa Dhvani

Hearing the sound of the cowherds' horn at dawn, Jatila brought alms and offered them, but the silent lord of yogis only shook his head, refusing to accept.

Jatila said, "Then tell me what it is you want." The yogi made it plain: "I will take alms only from your daughter-in-law's hand — send her here at once."

"If I take alms without her giving something of herself in exchange, my vow as a yogi will be broken," he said. Hearing this, her body thrilled, and she ran to speak with her daughter-in-law.

"At the door stands a supremely enchanting great yogi; I sense from his bearing that he is a man of true knowledge. Prepare a plate heaped with valuables with great care, and go give him alms yourself."

Hearing this, Radha rose, saying, "I will go near this yogi." Jatila said, "Have no doubt, there will be great benefit simply from seeing him."

Upon a plate filled with wheat flour, and a golden vessel filled with ghee, Radha carried them in joined hands, calling out as she approached — and on seeing him, her heart trembled.

The yogi said, "I will not take this alms — I want only one thing from your own mouth: go and forgive whatever pride you still hold against the son of Nanda."

Hearing this, Radha covered her face with her veil, for it was the very king of dancers himself, disguised in that garb. Govinda Dasa says that crest-jewel among actors thus accomplished the purpose in his heart and departed.