Mirza Rafi Sauda - Works

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He is recognized as a great qasidah poet, perhaps the greatest in Urdu. He was a major ghazal poet too. The soundest rock on which Sauda’s reputation rests today are his satires.

At first he always used to compose verses in Persian then on his ustad Ḳhān-e Ārzū's advice he started composing in Urdu. Kulliyat of Sauda was compiled by Ḥakīm Sayyid Aṣlaḥ ud-Dīn Ḳhān he wrote an introduction for it. Later in 1872 it was literally translated by Major Henry Court, Captain, Bengal Cavalry List of Sauda's work from his Kulliyat are:

  1. Masnavi dar hajv-e hakim ghaus,
  2. Masnavi dar hajv-e amir-a daulatmand bakhil,
  3. Masnavi dar ta'rif-e shikar,
  4. Masnavi dar hajv-e pil rajah nripat singh,
  5. Masnavi dar hajv-e sidi faulad khan kotval-e shahjahanabad,
  6. Masnavi dar hajv-e fidvi mutavatan-e panjab kih darasal baqal bachchah bud,
  7. Masnavi dar hajv-e chipak mirza faizu,
  8. Qissah-e darvesh kih iradah-e ziyarat-e ka'bah kardah bud,
  9. Mukhammas-e shahr ashob,
  10. Qasidah dar madh-e navab vazir imad ul-mulk

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