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¡¡¡¡You are riding in a palanquin and I am trotting byyou on a red horse.

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¡¡¡¡It is evening and the sun goes down. The waste of Joradighi lies wan and grey before us. Theland is desolate and barren.

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¡¡¡¡You are frightened and thinking--"I know not where we have come to."

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¡¡¡¡I say to you, "Mother, do not be afraid."

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¡¡¡¡There are no cattle to be seen in the wide field; they have gone to their village stalls.

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¡¡¡¡It grows dark and dim on the land and sky, and we cannot tell where we are going.

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¡¡¡¡Suddenly you call me and ask me in a whisper, "What light is that near the bank?"

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¡¡¡¡You sit crouched in your palanquin and repeat the names of the gods in prayer.

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¡¡¡¡The bearers, shaking in terror, hide themselves in the thorny bush.

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¡¡¡¡I shout to you, "Dont be afraid, mother. I am here."

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¡¡¡¡With long sticks in their hands and hair all wild about their heads, they come nearer and nearer.

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¡¡¡¡I shout, "Have a care! you villains! One step more and you are dead men."

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¡¡¡¡They give another terrible yell and rush forward.

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¡¡¡¡You clutch my hand and say, "Dear boy, for heavens sake, keep away from them."

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¡¡¡¡I say, "Mother, just you watch me."

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¡¡¡¡Then I spur my horse for a wild gallop, and my sword and buckler clash against each other.

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¡¡¡¡The fight becomes so fearful, mother, that it would give you a cold shudder could you see itfrom your palanquin.

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¡¡¡¡Many of them fly, and a great number are cut to pieces.

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¡¡¡¡I know you are thinking, sitting all by yourself, that your boy must be dead by this time.

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¡¡¡¡But I come to you all stained with blood, and say, "Mother, the fight is over now."

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¡¡¡¡You come out and kiss me, pressing me to your heart, and you say to yourself,

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¡¡¡¡"I dont know what I should do if I hadnt my boy to escort me."

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¡¡¡¡A thousand useless things happen day after day, and why couldnt such a thing come true bychance?

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¡¡¡¡It would be like a story in a book.

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¡¡¡¡My brother would say, "Is it possible? I always thought he was so delicate!"

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¡¡¡¡Our village people would all say in amazement, "Was it not lucky that the boy was with hismother?"

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¡¡¡¡IT is time for me to go, mother; I am going.

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¡¡¡¡When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn youstretch out your arms for your baby in the bed, Ishall say, "Baby is not there!"--mother, I am going.

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¡¡¡¡I shall become a delicate draught of air and caress you; and I shall be ripples in the waterwhen you bathe, and kiss you and kiss you again.

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¡¡¡¡In the gusty night when the rain patters on the leaves you will hear my whisper in your bed,and my laughter will flash with the lightning through the open window into your room.

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¡¡¡¡If you lie awake, thinking of your baby till late into the night, I shall sing to you from the stars, "Sleep mother, sleep."

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¡¡¡¡On the straying moonbeams I shall steal over your bed, and lie upon your bosom while yousleep.

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¡¡¡¡I shall become a dream, and through the little opening of your eyelids I shall slip into thedepths of your sleep; and when you wake up and look round startled, like a twinkling firefly Ishall flit out into the darkness.

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¡¡¡¡When, on the great festival of puja, the neighbours children come and play about the house, Ishall melt into the music of the flute and throb in your heart all day.

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¡¡¡¡Dear auntie will come with puja-presents and will ask, "Where is our baby, sister? Mother, youwill tell her softly, "He is in the pupils of my eyes, he is in my body and in my soul."

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¡¡¡¡A Psalm of Life

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