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However, when Bhagtu persisted, the cuckoo, wiping its one eye on its wing, replied 'The ugly hen painted. By jealousy tainted, The pretty hen dyed. Lamenting his bride, The cock, bald and bare, Sobs loud in despair; The pipal tree grieves By shedding its leaves; The buffalo mourns By casting her horns; The stream, weeping fast, Grows briny at last; The cuckoo with sighs Blinds one of its eyes!
'Bless my heart! cried Bhagtu,'but that is simply the most heartrending tale I ever heard in my life! I must really mourn likewise! Whereupon he wept, and wailed, and beat his breast, until he went completely out of his mind; and when the Queen's maidservant came to buy of him, he gave her pepper instead of turmeric, onion instead of garlic, and wheat instead of pulse.
'Dear me, friend Bhagtu! quoth the maid-* servant, 'your wits are wool-gathering! What's the matter? 'Don't! please don't! cried Bhagtu; 'I wish you wouldn't ask me, for I am trying to forget all about it. It is too dreadful too too terrible! At last, however, yielding to the maid's entreaties, he replied, with many sobs and tears 'The ugly hen painted.
I must mourn too! So it plucked out an eye, and going to a corn-merchant's shop, sat on the doorstep and wept. 'Why, little cuckoo! what's the matter? cried Bhagtu the shopkeeper. 'You are generally the pertest of birds, and to-day you are as dull as ditchwater! 'Don't ask me! snivelled the cuckoo; 'it is such terrible grief! such dreadful sorrow! such such horrible pain!
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