The legends of the Panjâb

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MINOESS NIWAL DaL 435
Rote pita ki awaz sunke E§,ni Niwal Dai dai ko samjha\re,
ji:
" Daij ham^re mahil men kaun ay^
Jo mil—mil roe, ji
liamar^ mara
Kaun jane yeh tika hamara dhala tM, mahilon men
roven, ji
" Nahin ham&rli koi ghora mara : nahih koi hathi mara
tha :
Boli terl Sandal Dai : tika koi na dhala, ji.
Basak Raja dard ke mare apne rove, ji
Rote pita ka mamta sunke kahe, ji
" Dai, mujhe bhaunre se nikalo, ji
230 Chaukhandi mei dnke tuta manj^ bichave, ji.
Basak zar-zar roe, "Ai Sri Th^kurji, kaun kare, ji "
235 Kaun jaae yeh ghora mara tha kaun jane koi hathi
240 Sawarran si kaya ke kusht ho gaya, ji "
230 Coming to the cell he took a broken bedstead.
Raja Basak wept bitterly, "0 Holy God, what hast thou
done"
Princess Niwal Dai heard the sound of her father weeping
and spake to her nurse :
" Nurse, who has come into the palace
That weeps so bitterly
235 Who knows if it be a horse that is dead Who knows
if some elephant be dead
Who knows if the heir be laid low, that they weep
in the palace "
"No horse of ours is dead : no elephant is dead.
Saith Sandal, thy nurse; no heir is laid low.
It is
Raja Basak that weeps in his pain.
240 His golden-hued body is attacked with leprosy."
Hearing the cries of her weeping father she said :
''Taking me out of the pit, my nurse: