Muntakhab al-tawarikh 362.1

362.1

"Before thy arrow is drawn from my wounded heart My grief worn life will leave me a hundred times Thy heart piercing arrow has entered my wounded breast With ease, but will with difficulty be drawn thence To the end of her street I, helpless in my weakness Go a hundred times, hoping to see her come out but once O Nuvidi, from within thy patched woollen robe If thou art a Musalman why does the idolater's sacred thread appear?" But, when sleep sees that my heart still wakes in its grief for me, sleep quickly flees.” In imitation of this couplet I composed the following:— Fired by a hundred hopes I send a messenger to that cruel one, I flee to God for refuge from the hour in which he will return from her without hope.” 351 (The following couplet is Hishani’s):— “Since my bosom was wounded by the arrow of thy cruelty I have not treated it with ointment, nor have I dressed the wound.” At the time when Gujarat was conquered he engraved a coindie for the emperor, and submitted it to him with the following chronogram:— “O king! The coinage of Gujarat is now struck in thy name, May the shadow of thy justice be over the head of that country. Happy will be that moment when thou wilt ask of me the date (of its conquest) And I shall reply, ‘May the coinage of Gujarat be auspicious!’” The following couplets are also by him:— “It is a matter of life and death with me, and the beloved has not come. My life, which is valuable to me, has become of no account.