I Bore With All Mocking And Jeering

I bore with all mocking and jeering
With equanimity?
Ill - spoken of I was all along !
Not for a moment did
Deviate from my path.
And thus, when I attained
My goal
What else should I mind?

[Translated by P. N. Razdan (Mahanori)]

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