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1877.] G. A. Grierson— Notes on the Rangpur Dialect. 
“ Then, Sir,” I’ld ask with mocking smile, “ what guru tutored you # ? 
“ Oh, if I only had him here, I’ld birch him black and blue.” 
“ Nay, hush, Good Wife,” the Good Man said, a smile upon his face, 
“ Whene’er you speak of gurus learned, ’tis you should ask for grace.” 
The month is filled, but not the hope that fills so full my heart. 
Laughing and sporting Chaitra comes, in turn to play his part. 
Chaitra = March-April. 
Now comes the month of Chaitra , with its charak pujd gay. 
Happy the woman there, whose lord is with her on the day. 
The month is filled, but not the hope that fills so full my heart. 
Laughing and sporting Rais'akh comes in turn to play his part. 
Vaisakha = April-May. 
And then comes glowing Rais'dkh, when the granaries they break, 
And it is my Nila’s beauty, that the bloomy melons take. 
My husband takes his betel-leaf, and wraps it in his cloth. 
“ A man’s sole wealth it is,” he says, “to lose it I’ld be loth.” 
My Good Man dear, for other’s wealth do not your wife forsake : 
But think of your dear pearl at home, which others fain would take. 
The month is filled, but not the hope that fills so full my heart. 
Laughing and sporting Jyaishtha comes, in turn to play his part. 
Jyaishtha — May-June. 
See, here comes merry Jyaishtha with the mangoes on the trees : 
If now my Lord were but at home, how I should live at ease. 
The month is filled, but not the hope that fills so full my heart. 
Laughing and sporting Ashadh comes, in turn to play his part. 
Ashadha — June-July. 
Ashadh is come. The Ganga ’s full.—What words fall from thy mouth ? 
“ Thy husband dead and drowned beneath the tides that fill the south.” 
If e’er my Life’s Dear Lord should die, I’ll loose my braids of hair, 
And break the necklace round my neck, all strung with jewels rare. 
I’ll dash to atoms two fair shells,—a Ram and Lakshman pair, 
And dark will be the Sindur line that separates my hair. 
The month is filled, but not the hope that fills so full my heart. 
Laughing and sporting S'raban comes, in turn to play his part. 
* Khadi is the chalk which is put into the hands of children, when they are 
learning the alphabet. 
