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Auld lang syne. Second series : $b My Indian friends
Müller, F. Max (Friedrich Max)
India; Müller, F. Max (Friedrich Max), 1823-1900 -- Friends and associates
It is a pity that we possess so little trustworthy information about the
original Sîkh reformers. Their sacred book, the Granth, exists, nay, it
has even been translated into English by the late Dr. Trumpp. But it
turns out now that Dr. Trumpp was by no means a trustworthy translator.
The language of the Granth is generally called old Penjâbi, and it was
supposed that a scholar who knew modern Penjâbi might easily learn to
understand the language as it was four hundred years ago. But that is
not the case. The language of the Granth is said to be full of local
dialectic varieties and forgotten idioms, so much so that it has been
said to be without any grammar at all. That is, of course, impossible,
for there is method even in what we might call grammatical madness, and
we may hope that such a method may in time be discovered. Mr.
Macauliffe, who has spent many years among the Sîkhs, and has with the
help of their priests paid much attention to their Granth, has given us
some most interesting and beautiful specimens of their poetry which form
part of their sacred book. Though Nânak was the chief founder of the new
religion of the Sîkhs, that is of the _S_ishyas or disciples, other
well-known poets, such as A_m_gada, Râmdâs, Râmânand, Kabîr, Farîd (a
Mussulman), and Mira Bir, a queen, are mentioned as his helpers and as
contributors to the Granth. Râmânand, a Brâhman, or rather a Sannyâsin
who had renounced many of the old ceremonial restrictions, on being
asked one day to attend a Hindu religious worship, wrote the following
lines:—
“Whither shall I go? I am happy at home,
My heart will not go with me; it has become a cripple.
One day my heart desired to go;
I ground sandal, took attar of roses and many perfumes,
And was proceeding to worship in the temple of Brahm;
But my spiritual guide showed me God in my heart.
Wherever I go I find only water and stones (for bathing and
worshipping);
But thou, O God, art equally contained in everything.
The Vedas and the Purâ_n_as I have all seen and searched.
Go thou thither, if God be not here (in the heart).
O true Guru, I am a sacrifice unto Thee,
Who hast cut away all my perplexities and doubts.
Râmânand’s Lord is the all-pervading God,
The Guru’s word has cut away millions of acts (sins).”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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