Siyar al-mutaʾakhkhirin 33.3.4

33.3.4

Himmet-qhan, who had always professed himself his zealous servant, having advanced to him with a musket in his hand, fired at his breast, and laying him at his feet, he sent that mighty Prince to the Regions of Nothingness. It was in the year 1164 of the Hedjrah. After this, the camp was nothing but a scene of confusion and dismay and mistrust; but some of those personally attached to that unfortunate Prince, took up his body, and carried it to Aoreng-abad, where they buried it in the Garden of Saint Burhan-eddin, the Arabian, close to the tomb of his father, Nizam-el-mulk. The Poet Mir-ghoolam-aaly, the Belgiamite, who had lived upon terms of friendship and intimacy with him, and had enjoyed great offices in his Court, had drawn his chronogram in these verses: "The illustrious Navvab, that great lover of justice, is gone. "The sword of destiny did not give him time to display his great talents — he "went away so soon; "He was martyred the seventeenth of Moharrem, "And the afflicted Poet has discovered his chronogram in these words: — "The sun is gone, raise your lamentations and weep!" The Hand that wrote the events of Nassyr-djung's life in Heaven, having so suddenly closed its book, Hedaiet-muhi-eddin-qhan, from being kept a close prisoner, assumed the ensigns of Royalty, and displayed the standard of command and dominion. Taking with him a body of French, and the ungrateful Afghans, he set out from Pûlcherry for Haider-abad.