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 we not mingle our fears together? (The sacrifices to) my ancestors will be extinguished.

'The drought is excessive, And it cannot be stopped. More fierce and fiery, It is leaving me no place. My end is near;—I have none to look up, none to look round, to. The many dukes and their ministers of the past Give me no help. O ye parents and (nearer) ancestors , How can ye bear to see me thus?

'The drought is excessive;—Parched are the hills, and the streams are dried. The demon of drought exercises his oppression, As if scattering flames and fire My heart is terrified with the heat;—My sorrowing heart is as if on fire. The