The legends of the Panjâb

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278 LEGENDS OF THE PANJAB.
Raja Basdlu.
425 " Shude se ShAdS. milej mile chor se chor
Sila, tere sil ka para nagar men shor.
Shor para nagari moii Sil^ tera.
Sunkar yeh bat dil chaha mera :
' Chal, surat kor dekli ; sil kaisa paya '
430 Is waste main aj tere maliilon aya.''
Sila
Dai.
" Sil biran4 dekhke ayegS. kis kar
Apne apne sil se to utarega sansar :
Utareg§, sansar, bhala apni karni.
Is jagat kl yeh hai rit, aphl karni bharni,
435 Mandar ke bich, Eajaj apne jao :
Ham dukhia hain : ap mati dos lagao "
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Raja Rasdlu,
425 " The mean consorts with the mean, the thief consorts
with thieves.
Sila, the fame of thy virtue is spread over the city :
The fame of thy virtue is spread in the city.
Hearing of it I desired in my heart
To come and see thee and how thy virtue fares,
430 For this am I come to thy palace to-day."
Slid
Dau
" What is the good of coming to see another's virtue
Each goes through the world by (the force of) his own
virtue.
(Each) goes through the world by his own good deeds.
It is the way of this world, that each should perform
his own good deeds.
435 Go to thy own house. Raja.
I am in trouble : put no shame (on me) !
"