Capítulo 597 de 618
The Ādi Granth, or the Holy Scriptures of the Sikhs (1877) · 597
The foolish people do not know, that geese do not eat Kodhra grain.
(66). Off are gone the birds, by which the low grounds were peopled.
0 Farid, the filled pond also will go, the lonely lotuses are knocked up.
(67). 0 Farid, a brick for a pillow, sleeping on the ground, the worm fighting in the flesh:
How many ages have passed, since he has fallen on one side?-
(68). 0 l^arid, the beautiful jar is gone to pieces, broken is the rope of the plough.'
In which house is the Angel AjraTl * a guest to-day?
(69). 0 Farid, the beautiful jar is gone to pieces, broken is the rope of the plough.
The friends, who were prostrated on the ground, how shall they come to-day?
(70). 0 Farid, 0 prayerless dog, this is not a good custom.
Thou hast never gone the five times to the mosque.
(71). Else, 0 Farid, make oblation, say prayers in the morning!
The head, that does not bow to the Lord, that head cut off!
(72). The head, that does not bow to the Lord, what should be done to it?
It should be burnt under a large jar instead of fuel! *
(73). 0 Farid, where is thy father and thy mother, by whom thou wast begotten?
They have departed from thee and thou dost not yet believe (it)?
(74). 0 Farid, considering the mind as a plain remove the holes and hillocks (therein).
Then thou wilt by no means enter the hell-fire in the other world.
(75). Mall. V. 0 Farid, the creator is in the creature, the creature dwells in the Lord.
^Yho shall be called bad, when there is no one without him?
(76). 0 Farid, on which day (ray) navel-string was cut, if (the midwife) had cut a little (my) throat:
So many troubles would not fall (on me), I would not suffer so much pain.
(77). The grinders {i.e. the teeth), the feet, the gems (=eyes) and the ears* are gone.
The body emitted a sigh, that these dear Mends are gone.
(78). 0 Farid, do good to a wicked man, do not let anger roam in (thy) mind!
Sickness will not stick to thy body, everything will fall into (thy) lap.
(79). 0 Farid, 0 guest of half a (lunar) month,' the world is a beautiful garden.
(Thy) turn has struck, prepare to go off with the dawn!
(80). 0 Farid, musk is distributed in the night, to the sleeping ones no portion' is allotted.
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