Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
नाहीं लोपों येत गुण । वेधी आणीकें चंदन ॥1॥
न संगतां पडे ताळा । रूप दर्पणीं सकळां ॥ध्रु.॥
सारविलें वरी । आहाच तें क्षणभरी ॥2॥
तुका ह्मणे वोहळें । सागराच्या ऐसें व्हावें॥3॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
A virtue cannot be hidden; sandalwood perfumes all that comes near. Without being told, every face finds its match in the mirror. What is merely rubbed on the surface lasts only a moment. Says Tuka, a stream should strive to become like the ocean.
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