Surkha Bound before Rostam

From B10.6, Surkha Marches against Rostam. It illustrates B10.6.54–65 (to B10.6.67):

B10.6.54
Then Rostam looked on Surkha where he stood,A noble youth, upright as cypress wood.
B10.6.55
His chest was broad, a lion’s strength and grace;The bloom of spring was written on his face.
B10.6.56
Black musk lay patterned on the youthful rose,Across the bloom where springtime beauty glows.
B10.6.57
He said: “Bring him before me on the plain,And summon those who deal in death and pain.
B10.6.58
Bring basin, khanjar; bind the captive’s hands,And coil the kamand round him in its bands.
B10.6.59
Lay him like sheep upon the bloodied ground,As Siavash lay helpless, closely bound.
B10.6.60
Strike off his head as Siavash was slain,And let the vulture shroud him on the plain.”
B10.6.61
When Tus the great chief heard the order given,He went at once, by duty sternly driven.
B10.6.62
Then Surkha said: “What wrong, what bloody deed?Why must I die for another’s misdeed?
B10.6.63
Siavash was my equal and my friend;My grief for him has known no pause nor end.
B10.6.64
My eyes have never ceased to weep his fate,And curse the blade that struck him down in hate.
B10.6.65
I curse the man who brought the bowl and knife,Who took the prince’s head and quenched his life.”