Muntakhab al-tawarikh 37.1.4

37.1.4

In anger he sent for Sar Salahi (the Kotwal) Saying you must travel this day before nightfall a hundred krohs, Go to Gwalior at this moment without delay, And with the sword cut off the heads of the lions of the country, That I may be safe from the nobles of the country, Because this disturbance small as it is, risks the existence of the country. At his order the tyrant set out, The pigeon was tied by the foot and the hawk hungry. In that day and night he travelled several leagues. He arrived and again imprisoned him intending (to kill him). He made known the orders he had received from the throne, The garrison of the fort set about carrying out this severe measure; The ruthless soldiery entered shamelessly into that pure place of chastity, The veiled ladies were thrown into consternation and screamed so that the roof and doors shook with their cries. In that palace every arrow like beam became curved like a bow, The day of resurrection became a guest in that Paradise; From the corners of the rooms in great consternation The male lions leapt forth in wrath. The minds had lost their wit and the bodies their power, Havoc was dealt, and life had sunk to sleep. Shaikh Khatu Wasi waxed wroth, and sought aid from the protection of God most High, Agile he leapt upon the Kotwal and fought with him for a long time, threw him to the ground and sought for a sword wherewith to slay him, Inasmuch as he had lost his sword of victory What did that unattainable strength avail him?