Muntakhab al-tawarikh 310: C. FAHMĪ OF TIHRĀN.

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He had travelled much and seen the world. He came to Hindustan and then returned to his own country. He had some poetical genius. The following verses are his:—
“I wish that the flame of love may so strike my grief-nurturing body That, while I weep from its burning, water may fall on my ashes.”
“I will give rest to my heart by patiently hearing his message, Though this (last) is an impossibility to which I can never attain.”
‘Go, speak not of love’s burning pain till the last trump shall sound, For this world is nothing but a house of mourning.’