He was one of the learned men of ‘Irāq. During the dis­turbances at Hirāt he left that perilous place to journey towards India, but before he reached his goal he set forth for the desert of non-existence. The following verses are his:—

“Laughter comes upon me when I think on the simplicity
of Ḥuznī,
For he loves, and expects fidelity from his beloved.
The loved one, in her ignorance, rendered fruitless my
efforts on his behalf;*
And the strange thing is that he is all the more indebted
to me.”

“I throw my darvīsh's robe on the fire that thou mayest
smell the odour of faith
From the patched garment, every thread of which is a
fire-worshipper's sacred thread.”