The legends of the Panjâb

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248 LEGENDS OF THE PANJAb.'
Tft bhM gia Sila ke sat par, Bhai
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Mahita.
" Raja, chupke ho raho ! mati karo takr4r
TA apne sa man jantS, sab ka man ik s^r
35 Ik sar naliin, Eaja, sab hirde dhare
Kisi nagar ke bich na bon papi sari.
Ho ik shahr bich pati birta Eani
Tu dil men sach man, hai yeh Bed ki ban!
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Raja Basdlu.
• Main jo gia tha b&,gh men, aur Mahita kh§,s Diw§.n,
40 Pandit Kaiisi ke mile, bachan kahe parw&n.
Parwan bachan Pandit woh mukh se bole
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Yehan ave ik bar jal takhta dole.
Thou hast lost thy head* over Sila's virtue, friend."
Mahita.
" Be silentj Raja, and quarrel not
Thou judgest the minds of others by thine own mind 1
35 All hearts are not made alike, Rfija.
In no city are all (the people) sinners.
There must be in the city one Lady (who is) a help to
her husband !
Know this for truth in thy heart ; this is as true as tha
Vedas \" Raja, Rasdluf
" When I went into the garden, Mahita, my own minister,
40 I met a priest from Kansi (Banaras) that spake words of
truth.
Words of truth spake that priest with his lips :
' One day there wiU come a terrible shocking flood.
* A play tere on the senses of the verb bhMjdnA.
t Change of subject here.