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Journal of the Asiatic Society of Bengal. { March, 1906.. 
Oh leader of the caravan, pray travel slow 
For my little child has lagged behind. 
La-la 1la-la be my sweet marjoram, 
Thy dada’s come; bright be thine e’en. 
Come, oh moon of my shy? 
Art up-rooting violets : 
Art planting roses ? ; 
La-la la-la be my sweet marjoram, 
Thy dada’s come ; bright be thine e’en. 
A white bird was I in the almond tree ! ; 
Fate cast a stone and broke my wing. 
Oh Fate withhold thy hand, for I am young ; 
The World’s to me as yet unknown ; 
The joy of life’s unwon. 
La-la la-la be my sweet marjoram ; 
Thy dada’s come; bright be thine e’en. 
1 Lit. pista tree. 
