Afrasiab at the Shore of Zereh

From C4.31, Afrasiab Crosses the Sea. It illustrates C4.31.5–12:

C4.31.5
From Chin he came to Zereh’s sea in pain,His loins rubbed raw by knots and travel’s strain.
C4.31.6
When he had reached that deep and shoreless tide,With neither middle nor an ending spied,
C4.31.7
The sailor said: “O king, no passage liesAcross this deep sea spread before your eyes.
C4.31.8
I am now seventy-eight; through all my days,No ship has crossed these waters’ trackless ways.”
C4.31.9
Then mighty Afrasiab answered so:“Blessed is he whom waters overthrow.
C4.31.10
If no foe’s sword can claim my dying breath,No foe shall seize me, even after death.”
C4.31.11
He ordered captains under his commandTo launch enough ships from the waiting strand.
C4.31.12
They set their sails toward Gangdezh through the spray,And turned from good and ill upon their way.