The Memoirs of Jahāngīr (Jahāngīrnāma) 3.7.3

3.7.3

Now that our foe is ready for the fight, we ought not to delay." With these words, and with his innate reliance on God as his shield, he put his horse into the river with a few chosen men whom he had appointed to ride with him. Though it was not supposed that there was a ford, he crossed in safety. He had called for his helmet, but in the agitation of bringing it his armour-bearer dropped the face-guard (buffe). His comrades did not regard this as a good omen, but he said at once, " It is an excellent omen, for it has revealed my face." Meantime the wretched Mirza arrayed his ranks to fight his benefactor. " If thou come out (to fight) with thy benefactor, If thou wert the sphere, thou wouldest be reversed."