36 W. Irvine — Jangnamah of FarruMksiyar and Jahandar ^ah, [No. 1, 
“ Take out the advanced tents, 
350 “ Count the forced marches exactly.” 
Arslan Khan obeyed the order, 
Mounting took his army with drums beating, 
He took out the advanced tents, 
Marched five kos and encamped. 
355 Next morning the king of kings started. 
The throng of elephants roared. 
The royal march was beaten loudly. 
Then played the music of His Majesty, 
The big drums shook with mutterings and growlings, 
360 Men shouted “Victory ! Victory ” ! 
The trumpets brayed “ ho-hu-ho,” 
The king of kings’ good omens appeared, 
The hautboys sounded bappy augury, 
Rama and the sages joined the throng. 
365 “ Clash, clash,” clanged the cymbals. 
Jingling bells began their “ tinkle, tinkle,” 
The elephant-riders displayed their standards, 
In front ran men shouting “ Victory ” ! 
Everywhere incomparable brightness reigns, 
370 The splendour is as that of Indra’s heaven. 
Fringes hang over their faces. 
Guardians of stars and umbrellas, 
Sunscreens waving in their hands. 
Hearts full of joy shout for the Faith, 
375 Yak-tails, sundar, the fish-dignity, 
Give evidence of happy augury. 
Chappai Chand (377-388). 
Farrukhsiyar, powerful, king of kings, led his army. 
Many armour-clad elephants trumpeted and roared repeatedly. 
The lordly drums resound and thunder, filling all the air, 
380 Lances glitter, pennants flutter, as also the ensigns. 
Soldiers wherever you turned, uproar everywhere. 
It was very dark from mist, the sun hidden, the sky covered. 
No strong man failed to arise, the weak ones gathered up 
strength. 
Many rulers came from afar to conquer kingdoms, 
385 Many were lords of elephants, many sought that rank. 
Many swordsmen stood, holding proudly sword and sabre, 
Now from every hut and corner throngs of men confusedly 
jostled, 
