Verse 39
The washerman· Verses 32–39
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32Seeing a washerman coming along, a man who dyed cloth, the elder brother of Gada asked him for washed clothes, and for the very best of them. 33Give the two of us clothes that suit us, good man; we are worth them. There will be the highest good for you who give them, and no doubt of it. 34Asked by the Bhagavan, who is full in every direction, the king's servant, swollen with himself, threw it back at him in anger: 35Are these the clothes you put on, who wander about hill and wood every day of your lives? You have got above yourselves. Do you want what belongs to the king? 36Be off, fools. Do not ask for such a thing, if you want to live. The king's men bind and kill and strip a man who gets above himself.
37While he was boasting like this, the son of Devaki grew angry, and with the tip of his hand he brought the washerman's head down off his body. 38All the men who worked under him dropped their bundles of cloth and ran off along the road in every direction, and the Unfallen took the clothes. 39Krsna put on a pair of cloths that pleased him, and Sankarsana did the same. The rest they gave to the cowherds, and some they threw down on the ground.