He is Mullā ‘Alī the Muḥaddi,* brother of the well-known Mullā Ṣādiq. He acquired his learning in the Sayings in Arabia, and was extremely pious and temperate. He came twice to India, and in the year H. 981 (A.D. 1573-74) entered the protection of God's mercy, when the famous Mullā ‘Ālim of Kābul* made this chronogram on his death.

“Alas! for suddenly Mullā ‘Alī
Has been snatched from our midst by misfortune's victory.
To ascertain the year of his death remember that the date
of the year which followed it
Is contained in the words ‘Mullā ‘Alī the Muḥaddi is
dead.’”*

His sprightly genius, following the dictates of his taste, would sometimes employ itself in the composition of verses. (The ²⁶³ following are some of his verses.)

“My earthy body is so withered away from the scorching
brand of separation
That it escapes from my garments like dust, if I shake
the skirt of my robe.”

“Thy stately form is a plant in the garden of my soul,
The plant of thy stature is more ethereal than my
thoughts.”

“I have plunged the pupil of my eye into water
That it may not for a moment think of sleep.”

“Since I have no honour among men,
I seek to flee from men as my tears flow from my eyes.”*

“Since I have cast my heart into the bonds of the tresses
of moonlike beauties
I have woven for myself a net of calamity.”