Hymn to Gunga

What is a man against the wrath of Gods?
Let me go to the temple, and I will pray there.
Son of a pig, pray here! Is there no return for salt fish and curry
powder and dried onions? Call aloud! Tell Mother Gunga we have had
enough. Bid her be still for the night. I cannot pray, but I have been
serving in the Kumpani’s boats, and when men did not obey my orders I--

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British poet and novelist, known for his strong narrative style and influential works.

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