Jamasp Reads Esfandiyar's Fate

From C8.1, Esfandiyar Presses His Claim. It illustrates C8.1.30–41 (to C8.1.49):

C8.1.30
He called Jamasp and those who read the skies,Lohrasp’s diviners, men of counsel wise.
C8.1.31
They brought their star-tables at his request;The Shah inquired, his spirit much oppressed:
C8.1.32
“Will brave Esfandiyar have length of days?Will peace and fortune crown his royal ways?
C8.1.33
Will he be crowned, and will his royal reignEndure, the crown upon his head remain?”
C8.1.34
Jamasp, the sage of Iran, heard and readThe ancient charts, his heart grown sick with dread.
C8.1.35
His lashes filled with tears; his troubled browWas drawn by all his knowledge told him now.
C8.1.36
He said, “My days are ill, my stars are ill;My knowledge pours misfortune on me still.
C8.1.37
Would fate had cast me to the lion’s powerBefore brave Zarir’s last and dreadful hour.
C8.1.38
Then I would not have seen him lying lowIn dust, his breast all blood from battle’s blow.
C8.1.39
Would that my father’s hand had struck me dead,Before ill fortune gathered round my head.
C8.1.40
Although Esfandiyar has earned great fame,And tears the lion’s heart from out its frame,
C8.1.41
Though he has swept the world of hostile might,And fears no foe or fury in the fight,