Afrasiab Sends the Night Courier

From B1.3, Afrasiab Invades Iran. It illustrates B1.3.21–30:

B1.3.21
Afrasiab surveyed his ranks by night;He called a swift hiyun, prepared for flight.
B1.3.22
He wrote to Pashang: “Fortune comes to hand;What we have sought now answers our command.
B1.3.23
If Nohzar’s army breaks beneath our feet,They are our quarry, trampled in defeat.
B1.3.24
And Sahm has followed Manuchehr in death;No more can he ride out with living breath.
B1.3.25
In Iran Sahm alone inspired my fear;Now he is gone, the road to vengeance clear.
B1.3.26
Old Zal now builds his father’s tomb and weeps;No foot or wing for war the mourner keeps.
B1.3.27
By now Shamasas sits in Nimruz crowned,With world-illuming splendor spread around.
B1.3.28
In every task, the proper moment choose;A wise and loyal friend’s advice then use.
B1.3.29
If when the moment comes a man delays,No equal chance returns in later days.”
B1.3.30
The swift hiyun seemed winged across the night,And reached the lord whose farr shone clear and bright.