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W. Hoey —Set Mahet. 
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* They are,’ Nand answered, * merely gifts 
‘ From Suliil Dal to me, 
‘ These horses five, and garments five 
‘ And weapons five I see.’ 
4. 
‘ But are these gifts,’ the Gwalla asked, 
‘ For thee or for the clan ?’ 
To all his tribe Nand Maliar spoke : 
‘ Go, let him mount who can.’ 
Five drunken herdsmen reeling rose 
And killed those noble nags, 
Those weapons five they broke in twain, 
And rent the robes in rags. 
5 . 
The pandit saw this woeful spite 
And out Nand Maliar spake : 
‘ Go Maharaj! to Suliil Dal, 
‘ And back this message take : 
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‘ “ The Kunwr Kandhaiya is my son, 
‘ “ Thy child Singhasan fair : 
‘ “ The tilak send full soon or I 
‘ “ Nor thee nor thine, will spare.’ ” 
6 . 
‘All will I tell,’ the priest replied: 
His face he homeward set: 
No haste made he; he halted at 
Each staging post he met. 
Arrived—the raja asked him how 
At Gaura Got he fared : 
tie bent his head and omens sought 
And auspices compared. 
7. 
Then Raja Bag Mai bade him speak : 
‘ Say is the omen fair :’ 
The pandit spread his tables out 
The tokens to declare. 
‘ Hear, Suhjl Dal,’ lie quick replied, 
‘ The auspices are bright: 
‘ The Gwallas all are lying drunk. 
‘ Rise, Suliil Dal, and fight.’ 
