He had good taste in poetry. He was for some time in the service of Mīrzā ‘Azīz Kūka.* The following couplet is his:—

“My heart, thou sayest that a hundred discords have arisen
on account of that graceful figure and lofty stature
(of hers);
Thou sayest truly: from that one of lofty stature I have
experienced many calamities.”

Many have written verses on this theme, but they have tra­velled round about one another without progressing, and their verses are insipid. One writes as follows:—

“Thou sayest that calamity and strife have arisen in the
world from her footsteps.*
Thou sayest truly. Verily calamities are from above.”*

Another has written:—*

“Thou sayest that tumults have arisen on all sides in the
city on account of thy graceful figure.

Thou sayest truly. Thou hast a wonderful* figure, my
moon-like beauty.”

One might say that all these poems are the tumults that are to arise at the last day.

(The following verses are by Mudāmī):—

“My colour is sometimes as the flame of a candle in an orange-
coloured lantern,
Or perchance like an autumn leaf blown on to the tulip
from the north.”

335 “When the account of his grief was finished,
He sealed it by dropping on it a tear.”