Piran Mourns Houman and Nastihan

From C3.16, Nastihan Is Slain in a Night-Attack. It illustrates C3.16.43–54 (to C3.16.55):

C3.16.43
They sent a hiyun rider from their men;He saw the field and hurried back again.
C3.16.44
He said: “There Nastihan lies on the plain,Among Turan’s great captains who were slain.
C3.16.45
Beheaded, like an elephant laid low,He lies there, fallen to the fatal blow.
C3.16.46
His body, battered by the gorz, lies blue,As though steeped deep in indigo’s dark hue.”
C3.16.47
At this report, Piran cried out in pain;His senses left him; grief engulfed his brain.
C3.16.48
He tore his hair, and wept, and could not sleep;Nor food nor rest could reach a grief so deep.
C3.16.49
He rent his Roman robe; his wailings rose,A cry of anguish for those bitter blows.
C3.16.50
He said: “O Maker, I must bear the blameFor secret wrong against Your holy name.
C3.16.51
For strength has left my arms, and all on highMy star and sun are darkened in the sky.
C3.16.52
Alas, that horseman, valiant, young, and dear,Who felled the lions, seized the warriors here!
C3.16.53
My dear world-guarding brother, lost to me,My Houman, head of Viseh’s family!
C3.16.54
And Nastihan, fierce lion in the fray,Who made a leopard seem a fox at bay.