He has performed the pilgrimage to Makkah. He was the pupil of Lisānī, and has written, in reply to the book Sahw-ul-Lisān (‘a slip of the tongue’) by his fellow-pupil Sharīf of Tabrīz, the Lisān-ul-Ghaib (‘a voice from heaven’) in praise of Lisānī. He was for some time in India and then left and returned, and again went away in such sort that he cannot return again. I have seen his dīvān, containing about 14,000 couplets, but with very little good stuff* among all these. In an ode describing the imperial elephants he has written:—

“They were not mounds of driven sand—
His elephants, for they are in battle array;
And, for the purpose of engulfing his foes
They are, on every side, the billows of the ocean of cala-
mity.”

As meed for this ode the emperor ordered that a horse and a money reward should be given to him, but the treasurer delayed in carrying out the order, and Ḥaidarī wrote this fragment:—

“I have a difficulty, O King! I wish to present to thee a
petition.
My difficulty imprints on my heart a hundred brands of
regret.
Thou didst command silver and gold to be given to me,
but from thy treasurer
It is hard to get, and yet harder not to get.”*

Some of his verses:—

“No trust is to be placed in the love* of the moon-faced
beauties of this world
A ray of the sun settles not long on one place.

“I burn ever with an inward fire, such it is.
I am contemned everywhere, such is my miserable lot.

²¹⁹ A fragment.

“Ḥaidarī! Strive, like the virtuous, to the utmost
To attain to some perfection in this world of sorrow;
For to go from this world deficient in anything
Is as though one were to leave the bath unclean.”