History of Aurangzib, Based on Original Sources v2.c23.15

Language: English

v2.c23.15

Majesty in my present wretched plight. Then, again, if I stay here longer, the troops of death will encircle and slay me. Give up your wish to see my abashed face and permit me to go away. Only I beg your Majesty to pronounce the benediction of farewell (fatiha) on this distracted and half dead man in the long journey that he has before him."

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