The legends of the Panjâb

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THE LEGEND OP SILA DAL 301
Tarn itui ab b§,t meri bhAl na j&o :
Us Sila bahina ko meri jaldl \ko."
Slid Dai W, Mata.
715 " Banti ab bana les, sun lljo, Sa.liukar
Jaisa turn se ho sake waisa kijo k§,r.
KS,r karo aisa, sab kam banao.
Is Sila ko aj
mere mahilon lao.
Is purze ko dekh mujhe au na bhave.
720 Yeh Mohan ab Bhat khaia hal sun^ve."
Harbhaj Sdh.
" Karam rekh miti nahin io likha Rabb hath :
Ao, Mohan Bhat ke, chalen tumhare sath.
Chalen tumhare eath, re Mohan; woh Rabb laj
bachave.
Chalen dwkv ham us Mahita ke; kyfl. ham se ban ave
725 Sialkot ko chaliye, Mohan, Sila jiti pave :
Is Agrohe bich phir Data jita lave."
But forget not now these words of mine,
And bring Sila my sister, quickly to me."
Slid Dai's Mother.
715 "Do thou what thou canst, hear, thou Merchant.
Do thy work as well as thou canst.
Do thy work so that it be complete.
And bring Sila to iny palace to-day.
Seeing this letter I am unable to take my food.
720 Mohan, the Bard, has told us of her condition."
Harbhaj Sdh.
" The lines of fate are not to be blotted out, which are
written with God's own hand.
Come, Mohan, the Bard, we go with thee.
We go with thee, Mohan ; God will preserve our honor.
We go to Mahita's door ;. let the result be what it may.*
725 Go to Sii-lkot, Mohan, that we may find SiM (yet) alive :
That God may grant her life in Agroha here again."
* Lit. What, It^ing done by us, will come