Piran Calls Up to Tus

From B13.13, Piran’s March to Mount Hamavan. It illustrates B13.13.6–17 (to B13.13.21):

B13.13.6
Piran cried: “O Tus, renowned in battle’s course,With elephants, gopal, and koust in force,
B13.13.7
Five months have passed since war consumed the plain,Gudarz’s foremost kin lie headless, slain.
B13.13.8
You fled, your panting soldiers in your train,And climbed the heights, your heart still bent on bane.
B13.13.9
Like mountain sheep, you sought the rocky lair,Yet surely you will fall within my snare.”
B13.13.10
Noble Tus then replied: “I scorn your lies;Your falsehoods cannot stand before my eyes.
B13.13.11
For Siavash you stirred the fires of hate,And spread new vengeance through the proud and great.
B13.13.12
Have you no shame for words of heated air?They will not lure me to your waiting snare.
B13.13.13
May no such Pahlevan as you ariseAmong the mighty, honored by the wise.
B13.13.14
Your oath destroyed Siavash in Turan’s land,His blood convulsed the earth on every hand.
B13.13.15
You held him there in Turan by deceit;Now war and vengeance answer that dark feat.
B13.13.16
Alas for that great prince, that noble face,Whose presence once brought joy to every place.
B13.13.17
By these devices, by such fraud and spite,You gain no luster in a true man’s sight.