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the best of munis. 150. On the back of Vasoya came Bhola, the lord of 
the world. Riding on a bow and arrow came Rama Chandra and Laksh- 
mana. 151. The five Pandava brothers came down here and there : there 
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is no counting the number of munis who came from heaven. 152. Mayana 
parted her hair in two, and fell at the feet of Gorakh Nath. 
Mayan! spake. 
153. “ Help, help, 0 Gorakh the Vidyadhara. He hath carried off 
my husband, who is all my wealth. He will not give back my husband, 
who is my wealth.” 
Gokakh Na'th spake. 
154. “ Hear my words. All the munis have taken advice, and have 
blessed thee, Lady Mayana. 155. Go, O Mayana, we give to thee a 
boon. Let there be a foetus developed for seven months now within thy 
womb.” 156. Even as the munis blessed her,' her body which was as 
light as sold (pith) gradually became heavy. 
The Munis spake. 
157. “ In eighteen months, it will be born, in its nineteenth year it 
will die. But, if it worship a Hadi’s feet with steadfast mind, it will not 
die.” 158. On hearing this Mayana delayed there no longer. She start¬ 
ed for her palace and arrived there in safety. 159. She took nine hdoris 
in her hand, and departed to the banks of the Ganga. # 160. With the nine 
Jcaoris she bought a piece of land, and then returned to her own palace. 
161. She broke up the old house and made a bier, and with it went some 
firewood on litters on men’s shoulders. 162. Oil, gin, mustard, and sesa- 
mum began to go. She called all her relations, and she cut some fresh 
bamboos and made a bier. 163. She took the pious king away upon 
the bier she had prepared, and the Lady Mayana herself was carried oft 
upon the door of the house. 164. Mayana began to sing the Song of 
the Excellence of Hari. She began to praise him as she was carried to 
the river’s bank. 165. She built a funeral pyre running north and south, 
she buried posts and made a platform. 166. By the side of each post she 
set a jar of gin. Beneath each of them she set a jar of oil. Mustard seed 
and sesamum she scattered over the pyre. 167. Mayana uttered the 
words “ Guru, Guru” with a terrible cry, and Gorakh Nath came there 
and stood visible. 
Mayana spake. 
168. “Protect me, 0 protect me, O Gorakh the Vidyadhara.” 
* It must he noted, that throughout this poem, the word Ganga does not refer to 
the river commonly known as the Ganges, It always refers to the Brahmaputra, 
