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[No. 1, 
Hugh Fraser —Folklore from Eastern Gorakhpur. 
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II U II 
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II V* II 
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Translation IV. 
# Ki ii 
My beloved went to the East to trade and (ere going) gave me a 
country parrot. 
“ By day I will feed you, parrot, with milk and rice from a dish 
And at night will take you to sleep between my breasts.” 
An hour of the night past a watch remained. In the midst of the 
night the parrot bit through the fastening of my bodice. 
Had I followed my first thought, parrot, I had thrown you on the 
ground.—Ah Bam ! my second thought was, ’tis the plaything of my 
husband. 
Ah parrot! I will give thee milk and rice in a dish ; thou wilt go, 
parrot, thou wilt go in search of my beloved one. Ah Bam ! thou wilt 
go, parrot ? 
Flying far the parrot went to Calcutta, and sat on the turban of my 
beloved. 
He took it from his head and seated it on his knee (thigh), (Ah Bam !) 
and began to ask, is all well at my house ? 
Thy wife weeps daily and hourly (Ah Bam !) thy mother weeps ; yes, 
thy mother weeps the whole year through. 
