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Rh "Oh why does not our child return?
 * Too long he surely stays."—

Thus to the Muni, blind and stern,
 * His partner gently says.

"For fruits and water when he goes
 * He never stays so long,

Oh can it be, beset by foes,
 * He suffers cruel wrong?

Some distance he has gone, I fear,
 * A more circuitous round,—

Yet why should he? The fruits are near,
 * The river near our bound.

I die of thirst,—it matters not
 * If Sindhu be but safe,

What if he leave us, and this spot,
 * Poor birds in cages chafe.