The legends of the Panjâb

330 LEGENDS OF THE PANJAB.
Jogi.
" Mali^ bikat yeh jog hai ; khande ki si dhar.
1070 OMk gia so rah gayS., bin cbuki wob par !
Bin cbuki woh par ;
re BacbS,, jane kbatan faqiri
Bhilkan basban sabbi tiyagoge, cbbnt ja sbakal amir!.
Man anand nabin rabne ka, sada rabe dilgiri.
Katban jog sadbne ka nabin : jao gbaron dbar dbiri."
MaliitL
1076 " Ab dbiraj man men dbarun tere cbaran ka dbyan.
Der na kije, N&tbji ; cbiro mere kan.
Cbiro mere kan, aj turn darsban pao.
Lena &ya jog, mujbe turn kya bbarmao
Hatb jorkar kabAri, zara mat der lagao.
1080 Gyan tatb ki pbiiiik kan mere men pao."
Jogi.
" Very difficult is the saintsbip, as the edge of a sword.
1070 Who fails remains behind, who fails not gets across.
Who fails not gets across ; my son, know the saintship
to be difficult.
In hunger forego thy food, give up all the appearance of
nobility.
No pleasure for the mind, ever remaining distressed.
Thou canst not bear the difficult saintship : go and
take thy ease at borne."
MaUtd.
1075 " I will take courage in my heart, worshipping at thy
feet.
Make no delay, my Lord :
Bore my ears, show me thyself to-day.
bore my ears.
I must become a jogi, why dost disappoint me
With joined hands I say, make no delay.
1080 Blow true knowledge into my ears."