Indian Antiquary Vol 03

SR No.: 032495
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: Jas Burgess
Publisher: Swati Publications
Publication Year: 1984
Total Pages: 420
Language: English
Classification: Book_English
File Size: 19 MB

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DECEMBER, 1874.)
CASTES OF THE DEKHAN.
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in winter wish for summer's glow, In summer long for winter's snow. Drishtanta Sataka, 76. "A prophet has no
honour in his own country.” A man in whom his kindred see
One like themselves, of common mould, May yet by thoughtful strangers be
Among the great and wise enrolled. While herds a herd in Vishņu saw, Gods viewed the lord of all with awe.
Hitop. II. 44. Virtue difficult ; vice easy. As stones rolled up a b
Come quickly bonnding backward o'er its side, "Tis hard the top of virtue's stoep to gain,
But easy down the slope of vice to glide.
Mahabh. XII. 5961. Retirement from the world
not necessary for self-control. Why, pray, to forests wild repair,
There war against thy senses wage ? Where dwells the self-subduing sage, The wood, the hermit's cell, is there. Hitop. II. 10. " Gutta cavat lapidem," c.;
good slowly acquired. As water-drops which slowly fall
A pitcher fill by ceaseless flow; So learning, virtue, riches, all,
By constant small accessions grow. Mahabh. XII. 3855. Good and evil not always
apparent at first sight. Oft ill of good the semblance bears, And good the guise of evil wears;
So loss of wealth, though bringing pain, • To many & man is real gain.
Mahâbh. V. 1452. The same. That loss from which advantage springs
Can ne'er a real loss be deemed ;
And that is not true gain esteemed Which, soon or later, ruin brings. Mahâbh. XII. 6577. Wealth injurious to some
men. The unthinking man with whom, too kind,
The goddess Fortune ever dwells, Becomes the victim of her spells;
As autumn's clouds the wind impels, She sweeps away his better mind. Pride, born of viewing stores of gold,
Conceit of beauty, birth, invade
His empty soil; he is not made, He deems, like men of vulgar mould.
Subhashit. 110. Discontent. Most men the good they have, despise, And blessings which they have not, prize;
Bhartrihari. Contrasts of life. Hark! here the sound of lute so sweet,
And there the voice of wailing loud; Here scholars grave in conclave meet,
There howls the brawling drunkard-crowd ; Here charming maidens fall of glee, There tottering, withered dames, we see. Such light! such shade! I cannot tell If here we live in heaven or hell.
Bhàg. Pur. VII. 5, 37. What is injurious, though endeared to us, is to be abandoned.
"If thy hand offend thee, cut it off," &c. That alien man who blessing brings
The wise with love parental greet,
But like a dire disease will treat The son from whom destruction springs. Thy limb unsound, although with pain,
Lop off, remove the noxious taint
Which renders all thy body faint, That thus the whole may strength regain.
August 1874.
NOTES ON CASTES IN THE PUŅÀ AND SOLAPUR DISTRICTS.
BY W. F. SINCLAIR, Bo. C.B.
(Concluded from page 190.) H.-Parsis.
exists among those. None, I think, had any There are few Parsis in these districts settlement here previous to the advent of British except the shopkeepers of the towns of Puņa | power. and Solapur, and a few rich families from
J.-Jews. Bombay who have houses in Paņa. The re- A full description of the Jews of this Presigular division into Kadami and Sheharsahi denoy would belong more properly to a paper • Or In Vishnn clowns a herdamon saw.
strongly expressed as in my version. They ran thu "! + The last two lines of the original are not quite so know not if the creence of the world in ambrosia or poison."