Thomas Wolseley Haig

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Thomas Wolseley Haig Historic Landmarks of the Deccan (1907)

Here, we may imagine, the successors of the resourceful and accomplished Turk were wont to sit in the cool of the evening, enjoying the fresh breeze and surveying the fair landscape spread out around them, and from this point of vantage Abul Hasan, the last of that kingly line, doubtless watched, with mingled apprehension and amusement, the efforts of the great host of the emperor of Delhi to wrest from him his fortress capital, the last possession that remained to him of all his dominions.
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Thomas Wolseley Haig Historic Landmarks of the Deccan (1907)

Like a drop of water flowing into the sea, or like a mote of the sunbeam pressing onward to assail the sun, he rushed upon the army, and with valour and bravery beyond mortal comprehension, fought with all the power of valiant manhood, shouting the while, 'My life, while it lasts, is an offering to my master, Abul Hasan.' At each moment he advanced a step farther forward amongst thousands who struck at him with their swords, until it might be said, so severe were his wounds, that he was fighting with his own blood.
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Thomas Wolseley Haig Historic Landmarks of the Deccan (1907)

From one favourite point of view of mine the city lies stretched before you, the graceful Char Minar or gate* [1] of the four minarets in its centre; the gigantic Mecca mosque standing out nobly; while the large tank Hes at your feet, and the bold rock of the fort of Golconda rises in the distance. From hence, a rising sun gradually lighting up every object in the clear morning air, and the glowing, glittering landscape terminating in the tender blue of the distance, (the scene) is inexpressibly beautiful.
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