Afrasiab Watches His City Burn

From C4.22, Afrasiab Flees from Gang-Behesht. It illustrates C4.22.1–10:

C4.22.1
Afrasiab went weeping to his hall,His heart brimmed full with grief at Gang’s great fall.
C4.22.2
He climbed his palace wall, and there could see:Two-thirds lay dead; the rest had turned to flee.
C4.22.3
The horsemen cried, the chieftains shouted loud,And elephant tabiras shook the crowd.
C4.22.4
They drove the elephants across the throng;Backs struck the earth as beasts were urged along.
C4.22.5
The city filled with smoke and cries of woe;He watched the fire and plunder spread below.
C4.22.6
So does this passing world divide its share:One heart knows joy, another dark despair.
C4.22.7
Afrasiab saw terror drawing near,And fortune’s overthrow lay stark and clear.
C4.22.8
No Jahan, brother, land, or royal state;No crown, throne, belt remained to mark him great.
C4.22.9
“How wantonly has heaven dealt this blow;My heart is seared with sorrow and with woe.
C4.22.10
My eyes have seen such anguish here that INow think it little to be slain and die.”