Metal blendeth with metal and love hasteneth to love.
Know the Guru’s favour, and thou shalt find the Fearless One.
A garden of betel may be in the house, but the donkey knoweth not its merits.
When one is a judge of perfume, then may one appreciate flowers.
He who drinketh nectar,[1] Nanak, putteth an end to his doubts and transmigration ;
He easily blendeth with God, and obtaineth the undying dignity.[2]
The Guru continued his wanderings and visited Batala in the Gurdaspur District. Thence he pro ceeded a second time to Saiyidpur, where he again visited Lalo. Lalo complained to him of the oppres sion of the Pathans. The Guru replied that their dominion should be brief, as Babar was on his way to the conquest of India. The Guru then addressed the following threnody to his host:
As the word of the Lord cometh to me, so I make known, O Lalo
Bringing a bridal procession of sin, Babar hath hasted from Kabul and demandeth wealth as his bride, O Lalo.
Modesty and religion have vanished ; falsehood marcheth in the van, O Lalo.
The occupation of the Qazis and the Brahmans is gone ; the devil readeth the marriage service,[3] O Lalo.
Musalman women read the Quran, and in suffering call upon God, O Lalo.
Hindu women whether of high or low caste, meet the same fate as they, O Lalo.
They sing the paean of murder, O Nanak, and smear themselves with the saffron of blood. Nanak singeth the praises of the Lord in the city of corpses, and uttereth this commonplace
