Fall of the Mughal Empire v3.c37.s1.17

v3.c37.s1.17

Mirzā Najaf at last realised that in grasping at the supreme office in such a State he had only gathered a Dead Sea apple as the fruit of his life’s endeavour. One day, when weakened by illness he came to Court, he laid his head down on the Emperor’s feet, and wept in shame. Not only did he fail to show the least spark of statesmanship and administrative genius during these two years, but he had not even the business instinct of discovering able and honest instruments and trusting them with power and his confidence in their work. He lived and died a mere soldier, though a fine soldier for that age, no doubt.