'The dynasty of the Kajars translated from the original Persian manuscript presented by His Majesty Faty Aly Shah to Sir Harford Jones Brydges ... to which is prefixed a succinct account of the history of Persia previous to that period illustarted with plates and a map of Western Persia' [‎172] (193/684)

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PRELIMINARY MATTER.
" were going along, a fellow fired a pistol at me, so
" near, that I felt the powder strike my face*; and
" I thought, for the moment, the bullet had gone
" through my head. Recovering myself, however,
" I made a cut at him with my sabre: I saw
" him fall, but I heard neither moan nor groan,
" and it was afterwards ascertained that I had
<f fairly severed the head from the body. We had
" not proceeded far from that spot, before we fell
" in with a small troop of horsemen, which, as we
" approached them, we heard talking ot myself.
" One of them shortly after called out, ' Stop,
" scoundrels! Where is the king ?' It was my
" master of the horse; and knowing his voice, I
" answered, ' Ah, Haramzadehf! here am 1!' He
" immediately threw himself at my feet; crying,
" f Fly, fly! mount, mount! all is lost, except Ke-
" raun!' which he then brought forward |;. We
* The king shewed me the grains of gunpowder sticking in his
face under the skin.
t The generally opprobious appellation of Haramzadeh is some
times used, as in this instance, as a term of jocular endearment.
I After Mr. Southey published his incomparable poem of " Don
Roderick," I never thought on Luft Aly Khan's relation of this
scene, without its bringing to my mind that beautiful passage of
Roderick finding Orelio :—
" My horse !
My noble horse!" he cried, with flattering hand
Patting his high-arched neck;
" Orelio, thou art in thy beauty still,
Thy pride and strength! Orelio, my good horse.
Once more thou bearest to the field thy lord!
He, who so oft hath fed and cherished thee ;
lie, for whose sake, wherever thou wert seen.
Thou wert by all men honoured. Once again
Thou hast thy proper master' Do thy part.
As thou wert wont; and bear him gloriously.
My beautiful Orelio! "