The legends of the Panjâb

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40 LEGENDS OF THE PANJAB.
upon a cemetery, where he found a headless corpse lying» and
he said to it
Bdre andar pid harangld, na is sds, na pds.
Je Manila is nun zindd hare, do hdtdn hare hamdre sdth.
The corpse has fallen under the hedge, nor breath in him,
nor any one near.
If God grant him life he may talk a little with me.
And God restored the corpse to life at once, as Raja RasalA
wished, and the Raja said to the man
Laihndion charM hadali, hdthdh pdid zor :
Kehe 'amal hamdio, je jhaldi naMii gor
The clouds rose in the west and the storm was very fierce :
What hast thou done that the grave does not hold thee
And the man replied
Asih T}M hadin durhiydn te inTidn the
Bdjd wal degridn pagdn banhde,
Turde paibdn ihdr.
Aunde tara, na chdunde tara,
Sdnke sawdr,
Zara na mittM jhaldi, Bdjd ;
Hun sau mandn dd hhdr.
I, too, was once on the earth thus
Fastening my tarban awry like a king,
Walking erect.
Coming proudly, taunting proudly,
I drove off the horsemen.
The grave does not hold me at all,
Now I am a great sinner.
RajS,
Meanwhile the night passed, and in the morning the restored
corpse asked Raja Rasalii who he was, and where he had come
from, and the Raja replied that he had come from Sialkot,
and
was going to play at chaupur with Raja Sarkap.
" You had better not," said the restored corpse, " I was his
brother, and I know him. Every day before he has his breakfast
he cuts off the heads of two or three men. One day he
could not get a convenient head, so he cut oflF mine, and he will