Verse 11

⁷Coaxed by the cowherd women, the Bhagavan would dance like a child; sometimes he sang out, all innocent, in their hands like a wooden puppet. ⁸Sometimes when he was told to he carried a stool, a measure, a sandal; and he would slap his arms together, and bring delight to his own people. ⁹So the Bhagavan, showing to the world of those who understand it how he can be mastered by those who serve him, carried joy to Vraja by the doings of a child. ¹⁰Buy fruit here! Hearing that, the Unfallen took up grain at once, wanting fruit, and went off: he who gives every fruit there is. ¹¹The fruit-seller filled his two small hands with fruit, though the grain in them had spilled away; and her fruit basket was filled up with jewels.