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MAITHIL CIIRESTOM ATHY. 
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I adorned the parting of my hair with vermilion. For him have I built 
a bridal chamber of fresh bamboos, and on a crimson bed have I spread a 
mattress of varied colours. And with a split reed have I applied silver 
spots to my brow.” 
Kefrain— “ O fair one, he will come 
3. “ From childhood was I brought up, and all these riches did I 
collect in mine house, yet still my spouse Sallies came not. For 
him did I plant a garden, and set therein flowers of varied hue; the 
Beli, Chameli, Bulkanj, New dr, TeJchari, did I set in the garden 
for Salhes. I prepared rolls of col chi betel, and medini and gdja, 
but still Salhes came not to Morang. Without a spouse how can I pass 
my days? Weeping and mourning for him will I leave the kingdom of 
Morang. I will go to the heart of the land and seek my husband; when 
I meet my lord Salhes, with him will I enjoy the kingdom. If I meet 
him not, broken-hearted will I turn, and in sorrow and affliction will I 
drown myself, nor ever will I return to Morang. From my birth have 
I been melting gold for ornaments, yet never have I worn them; to-day 
would I wear them, and look upon myself in a mirror, that I may behold 
of what sort is my beauty.” 
4. The Malin adorned herself in her jewels and sat down, and be¬ 
held her beauty in the mirror. “My face is very lovely, but the parting 
of my hair longeth for one grain of vermilion.” So she left the house in 
anger, and tied up all her jewels in the edge of her garment, and departed. 
“ I will leave the city of Guzrat, and will enter the heart of the land and 
seek Salhes, where I may find him. When I meet My Lord, with him will 
I come back to the kingdom of Morang. If I meet him not, broken¬ 
hearted will I return. And in sorrow and affliction will I drown myself 
and die.” 
5. As dawn became morning, weeping she leaves her home, and 
gazes in every direction: she stands on the road and laments, 
“ I meet no traveller on the way, 
“ Nor do I meet my comrade, 
“ By whom shall I send my news ?” 
Broken-hearted went Malin; weeping did she go in search of her spouse. 
Step by step she went. She went a league, and reached her garden ; when 
she beheld the flowers she fell upon the earth, and fainted, and then 
rolling on the ground she began to weep. When they heard her sobs, her 
companions, friends, and sisters came, even at dawn, to her garden. And 
one said to another, “Go, and ask our friend ‘ What sorrow is thine ; that 
thou weepest in the garden’. Hath she been abused by her father and 
mother, or have the neighbours blamed her; that she hath come in sorrow 
to the garden ?” 
