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Rh gold? Who had broken the chords of the divine instrument?

Now all was darkness in those hearts once lit up by the joyous rays of the noonday sun. Gobind Lâl sought to lighten this darkness by thinking of Rohini; Bhramar, to relieve this gloomiest gloom, cherished the idea of death. Refuge of the homeless, Path of the pathless, Home of love to the loveless art Thou, O Death! Comforter of the heart, Destroyer of sorrow, Preventer of misfortune, Cheerer of the destitute, art Thou, O Death! Hope of the despairing, Love of the loveless, Thou art; take, then, Bhramar to Thyself, O Death!