When Zau al-Makan had made an end of his versifying he wept and wept with him all the troops; then he came to the grave and threw himself upon it wild with woe, and the Wazir repeated the words of the poet, "Pain leaving life that fleets thou hast th' eternal won; * Thou didst as whilom many a doer like thee hath done Leftest this worldly house without reproach or blame; * Ah, may th' ex change secure thee every benison! Thou west from hostile onset shield and firm defence, * For us to baffle shafts and whistling spears to shun. I see this world is only cheat and vanity, * Where man naught else must seek but please the Truthful One: Th' Empyrean's Lord allow thee bower of heavenly bliss, * And wi' thy faithful friends The Guide show goodly wone: I bid thee last good e'en with sigh of bitter grief, * Seeing the West in woe for lack of Easting Sun." When the Wazir Dandan had finished his reciting, he wept with sore weeping and the tears rained from his eyes like cushioned pearls. Then came forward one who had been of Sharrkan's boon companions in his cups and he wept till ran in rills the drops, and he enumerated the dead man's generous qualities, reciting the following pentastichs, "Where gone is Bounty since thy hand is turned to clay? * And I in misery lie since thou west ta'en away. See'st not, O litter guide[FN#457] (Heaven keep thee glad and gay!), * How tears adorn my cheeks, these furrowed wrinkles fray? A sight to joy shine eyes and fill thee with dismay.[FN#458] By Allah ne'er this heart within I spoke of thee; * Ah no! nor dared my sight to see thy brilliancy: Save that my tear drops sorest wound have garred me dree * Yea! and if e'er on other rest these eyne of me, May yearning draw their reins nor suffer sleep to see."