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And to the Mian J6so came, 
Her crimson plaint she spread : 
* To thee I look : onr cows are gone, 
‘ A hundred thousand head.’ 
The words she said like arrows sped 
And kindled Gajan’s pride : 
He washed the menhdi from his hands, 
His bracelets flung aside. 
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His sword he grasped and kissed the blade 
And straight his mother sought: 
‘ 0 hear me, mother mine,’ he said, 
‘ Great wrong the king hath wrought, 
* He hath our kine as plunder seized 
‘ And all our Gwallas killed : 
‘ Jaso hath come to me : the air 
‘ With cries for blood is filled. 
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* 0 hearken, Saifu’d-din the tale 
i To me hath Jaso told ; 
* Who kills my Gwals and steals my kine, 
‘ A traitor king I hold.’ 
‘ 0 son, ! ’ (’tis now his mother speaks) 
‘ Thy wedding feast is laid : 
1 Gajan, thou treasure of my heart, 
‘ What new resolve is made ? ’ 
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6 There reigns but one desire supreme 
‘ Within thy mother’s heart, 
‘ That see she may thy wedding day 
‘ And in it bear a part: 
‘ I would tliy nuptials celebrate 
‘ And welcome home thy bride : 
6 Might I but gratify this wish, 
£ I have no wish beside.’ 
* The officer mentioned is Sanlat i Mas’udi as deputed to command at Baliraick 
