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three yards of white cloth, cotton and thread, limes and salt, 
betel-nut and sireh. 
Take sand from her footprint or her foot-bridge or 
from the front of her house-door. Take a black jacket 
oval at the neck; put the sand in the jacket; tear it 
right and left and make it up like a doll; fold it in two 
and tie it with threads of seven colours. Turn the doll 
round every morning and evening, at mid-da 
My bird si-mara-mara is perched on Mount Cherkana- 
kari 
i. 
What is my love doing yonder day after day ? 
The magic oil I use shines silver and black ! 
The wild becomes tame by virtue of this charm that 
sways my love to passion! 
Madly in love be the liver and heart of her towards 
me; 
In love by day, in love by night ; 
In love at eve, in love at dawn: 
Let her come and give herself to me. 
For I know whereof she was born, 
The elements of the seed that made her, 
White blood from her father’s side, 
Red blood from her mother’s : 
That is whereof she was born. 
Come to me, soul of my beloved! 
Come and give thyself to me, 
By virtue of the invocation. ‘‘ There is no God but 
Allah and Muhammad is His Apostle.” 
(2) Sa-bagai lagi ini suatu kundang jua, Panah Rajuna 
nama-nya. 
Bila kita mahu tidor siang atau sénja bérmula bacha sa- 
kali, t¢pok bantal tujoh kali, kata “‘ Kur smangat si-anu.” 
Bacha sampai tiga kali; k8mudian balekkan bantal itu 
bacha bagitu juga, buat bagitu juga lalu tidor di-atas-nya. 
Buat-lah tiga kali suatu malam dan pagi-pagi dan téngah 
hari dan pttang : insha ’llah taala, térlalu mustajab. Ini- 
lah doa-nya ;— 
Bismi ’llahi ’r-Rahmani ’r-Rahimi / 
Hai sahabat-ku Panah Rajuna/! 
Pérgi-lah tngkau, 
Masok pada tangkai hati jantong hawa nafsu (si-anu), 
Kunangkan rupa-ku dalam hati jantong (si-anu) itu. 
Aku panahkan di-langit, langit runtoh : 
